Well, that was fun. Ok, you all know I am joking about that part. I did have another doctor's appointment today, somewhat a 38 week check up. DH went with. My normal doc was on vacation so I saw a different one. I weighed in (yuck!) and geez, in the past 10 weeks have gained 3 pounds. Yep, the uniform really does make a difference!
No, I am not trying to avoid weight gain. I know Miss C needs whatever she needs to be healthy. I just gained my weight early on. This time I was not in uniform, I chose to wear normal civvies. Golly. This doc didn't even blink about my weight. I hate it when someone screws with my head.
Ok, back to the appointment. Nothing much to note. Miss C is in the correct position (head down, for those unsure) and is rearing to go. No dilation check (this doc waits until 40 weeks to do anything like that) so we just did the fundal height and heart rate (39cm and 148bpm for Miss C, if you are curious).
So, we're back on the wait and see program. We haven't actually left that program yet. Decided not to rush back into the office after the appointment since there wouldn't be anyone there (board meeting apparently, ask if you're not sure what that means. That's a whole blog entry in itself!). Now we're just kicking back at home, checking stocks, writing blog entries, trying to be patient.
That's the excitement for today. Hope your Wednesday is as productive! ;-)