I know you all want to see a picture, and I'll get there, but honestly, I'm just huge. I've already put on the maximum recommended weight gain, so it's frustrating that I could have this baby any day now, but it'll probably be a few more weeks, which is just that much more weight for me to either push out or work off later. So yeah, I'm big, that's all! My old boss told me she was 4 weeks overdue with both of her daughters, and that she just got used to being that big size. I guess I haven't gotten used to it yet. I was giving Travis a comparison, since his backpack weighed about 35 lbs when we went to Europe in 2003. Remember how good it felt to take that pack off at the end of the day? I so much want to take my pack off...
Man, I thought I had fun at the previous two ISU tailgates, but yesterday blew all that out of the water. I had been telling myself that it didn't matter how the game went because I just wanted to see all my friends. And it's true, that would've made a fantastic day in and of itself. For those of you who made it to our tailgate, it was so great to see you!!! It was a beautiful day in a fun atmosphere, and the only thing that could've topped the fun I had in the morning would be a win from the Cyclones - and they did! They beat Iowa!! The whole game was fun to watch, even with the lingering feeling of doom that ISU could completely screw it up at any minute. They were 17-point underdogs and had just lost to two Division II schools, but when it came down to the very last second, they stepped up and WON. Incredible. What a great day.
And that all activity and excitement leaves me tired again today. I stood up nearly all morning yesterday, maybe twice I got to sit down, and most of the game, and today my feet and legs and abdomen are really unhappy I put myself through that. I think Baby slept most of the day since I was standing and walking (and jumping, which although it was an exciting game - big mistake! ow!), so today there is all kinds of activity going on in my belly. I felt it moving around the few times I woke up last night, so I thought maybe when I woke up it would have worn itself out a bit? Guess not. I slept for 10 hours last night, which although fabulous, seems to still not have been enough!
I'm going to take my brother to the airport today for another 3 week trip to Turkey & Washington DC. It's weird to think that when he comes back, he should have a little niece or nephew to meet!
On Friday, I had an appointment with one of the two doctors who might deliver my baby - apparently it's a 50/50 shot who will be there. I'm sure he talks to a lot of women who have a lot of fears about delivery, so I tried to be more specific and give him some idea of what it is that I'm afraid of and ask what he can do to help me. His basic response was that he doesn't give a shit what family history is, no matter the predisposition for enormous head size and overall size, and that there's no way he would do anything to help speed labor. I could be in very slow labor for days and days and he won't help me - not that he couldn't help, but that he won't. I don't have much hope that the other doctor will be less of an asshole, so I guess I'm just left with the option of going into their office and throwing hysterics in the waiting room if I need help, and maybe one of their nurses will take pity on me. They would be willing to let me suffer through days of labor, and discover upon complete dilation that the baby is too big to deliver, then do an emergency c-section, because "the goal is a vaginal delivery" (which seems to be code for "I am too lazy to do anything ahead of time to prevent you from going through that hell"). I'm going to give the other doctor a chance to listen to me on Thursday, but he's the one who chewed me out about Ragbrai so I'm not very hopeful. I am just trying to look ahead to labor and delivery as something horrible that I'll have to get through on my own so I can have something wonderful later. I can't believe I'm actually paying these jerks.
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