He's late, he's late!

At my appointment yesterday I finally got to see a Doctor. I've been hating the nurse I've been seeing all along, so this Doctor was a welcome change.

She told me she noticed I hadn't been scheduled for an induction and said she went ahead and scheduled me for the first available slot, which is the 18th! I literally burst into tears and told her that my nurse told me 3 weeks ago, and at every appointment since then, that she had me down for the 13th. The Doc double checked and said I was not on the schedule and the schedule is full now. She even had the nurse call and try and squeeze me in, but they couldn't do it. I cannot imagine carrying this baby 2 weeks past his due date, and I cannot BELIEVE that my stupid nurse never scheduled the induction! I'm filing a complaint for sure.

None of these natural induction methods seem to be making any difference. Yesterday I was still not dilated at all. Now we're all just sitting around staring at each other, waiting for this baby to show up... I wonder what is taking him so long...

37 Week Appointment

I can't believe it's almost here. Just 3 weeks to go until my due date. As I'm typing this I just realized that also means its just 3 weeks to go until my birthday, which I haven't even been thinking about at all!

I had my 37 week appointment yesterday and it was my favorite appointment so far, mostly because my usual nurse (who pretty much just measures my stomach and sends me on my way) was out of town, so I saw a midwife instead. The midwife was really nice and very well informed, and she spent extra time with us answering my questions. Yes, the hospital will let us delay cutting the umbilical cord, and yes, they will let Danny be the one to cut it. Also, as long as everything goes well, they will let me be the first to hold the baby and won't just whisk him away for tests and measurements. We had heard other things from other people who had given birth at this hospital, so it was nice to know that, as long as we speak up and make our plans and desires known, there is nothing in our birth plan that is out of the question.

My exam showed that my cervix was softening a little, but I was not dilated at all, so no baby any time soon. The midwife also estimated that our baby would be about 7 1/2 pounds at birth, which was reassuring after discovering that I had gained a whopping 5 pounds sine my last appointment only 3 weeks ago. I thought maybe the baby had a huge growth spurt, but she says everything is right on track and looking good. I'm pretty sure this baby is going all the way and will not be making an early appearance. I haven't even had any braxton hicks contractions or anything (just one of the things I've lucked out with. I also don't have any stretch marks, no black line on my tummy, and my belly button, though flattening, is not poking out).

Now we just have to wait...... and wait....... which is difficult, since we were trying to get this baby for so long I already feel like I've been pregnant for 3 years. I've packed my hospital bag, and one for the baby. I've put a few things in Danny's backpack too, and hopefully he can finish that up quickly. The nursery is ready, too, which is comforting. There are just a couple more things to finish up, some of which I have to wait to do until the grandma's get here (on May 1st. Yay!), since I can't figure out how to work my sewing machine....

If you want something done right...

This week is week 30, and our babykins seems to be getting bigger and stronger everyday!

I had an OB appointment this afternoon, and (surprise, surprise) they told me they STILL don't have the results from my anatomy screening, which was done January 5th (week 23). At my appointment last month before we left for California my nurse asked me if I had even done the screening. I reminded her that I had, but she said she never got the results from the imaging clinic that had performed the scan. I gave her their card and she said she would call them and get the results. Well, I'm pretty sure that never happened because today she asks me if I ever got the results.

"No," I said "you said you would call them and get the results"
"Oh, yeah... I couldn't get them..." She tells me.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, they never got back to me"

She tells me I need to call them myself and tell them to fax her the results right away. So frustrating.

As soon as I get home I call the clinic and explain that I had my scan done on January 5th and my doctor is telling me they never got the results. The receptionist ask for my information and then informs me that the DID in fact send the results over to the hospital... Twice.

I ask the lady if she can please resend them, and I give her a "different fax number", which is really the fax number for the Kinko's around the corner from my house.

I drive over to Kinko's, pick up the fax, and then re-fax it to my Doctor's office myself. Now, not only do I have the results, but next time my nurse tells me she "never got it" I can tell her I sent it to her that very day. Phew... [wipes sweat from brow].

As for the results, I don't really know how to read them, but everything seems to say "normal" and "no abnormalities", so I'm thinking that's a good sign. It does say "Breech", but I'm pretty sure he's flipped at this point.

Anatomy Scan Results

Just for fun, here's a picture of me now that I'm in my 3rd trimester. Laurel is not actually pregnant, we were just at the maternity store and she was trying on the stuffed bellies :)

Better Late than Never

After months of trying to book my 20 week ultrasound, and the hospital being too overbooked to see me, our insurance finally gave me the 'Okay' to go to another facility. And, after weeks of trying to get this other facility to return our phone calls, I finally go a hold of someone and was able to book the 20 week ultrasound at almost 23 weeks. Hey, better late than never.

The ultrasound was on Thursday. It was an anatomy scan, where they have to look at, photograph and measure  nearly every centimeter of the baby. They wouldn't tell me much, but I do know that our bouncing baby boy is weighing in at 1 lb 5 oz (a wee bit big already), and he's about a foot long. We also got an up close and personal shot of his "boy parts" as the tech called them, so if anyone was holding out hope for a girl, it's time to give up.

The ultrasound itself was not fun at all. I barely got to look at the screen, it was freezing cold in there, and my back was killing me because of the position I had to lay in (but at least I got to lay down, poor Danny has to stand in the corner for the hour long visit. They didn't even offer him a chair!). I was glad when it was all over. We can start calling the Dr to try and get our results on Monday. Oh, and they didn't even give us any pictures, so don't ask...

More exciting than the scan is the fact that I felt the first real kicks that same day! It happened in the car on the way to the clinic, and then again while I was on the table getting the scan. In fact, our guy was kicking so much that it took forever for our tech to get a measurement of his femur.


A few days before that, on Tuesday, we went to another OB appointment. They listened to the heartbeat, which was good, and they measured my stomach and told me I was "measuring big", 24 weeks, even though I was only 22 weeks 4 days. They also said I'm gaining too much weight, since I gained 12 lbs since my last visit. The nurse said to me "Let's try and keep it at a pound a week, okay?". Hmm... I really don't feel that big, at that point most people we're telling me that I look too small to be almost 6 months, or that they wouldn't know I was pregnant if I hadn't told them. Also; I've only gained 10 pounds total from my pre-pregnancy weight. But, alas, I don't want to get too big, so I guess I better be more careful. No more yogenfruz for me...

23 weeks 1 day

next week is 6 months!

I am finally starting to show, though, which is very exciting. Danny always tells me "you look super pregnant today!" with this big huge smile on his face. He's getting a bit jealous though, now that we're in the fun part of the pregnancy.


Last night we were laying in bed and I could feel the babykins kicking, and it felt like it was pretty hard. He put his hands on my belly and waited, and whenever the baby kicked I'd say "did you feel that?", but he couldn't feel anything. I wager it won't be much longer til he can feel it too though. This baby seems to be getting stronger every day.

Oh, P.S. If you haven't heard, Danny got new orders and we're moving to Fort Belvoir, Virginia in May. Actually, my due date it May 4th and our move date is probably right around May 8th, so this should be fun. Also; we're coming home for a couple weeks in February (the 7th through the 21st). See you then!