Appointment

sweet brothers

Well I ended up making it to my doctor's appointment yesterday. I brought the boys along with me to Georgetown and then Tim hopped in the van as soon as I got there and took them straight home. They've been pitiful since Saturday...Raspy coughs, runny noses, rough sleep, and a lot of tears. It seems like this cold thing hangs around for weeks! Doesn't it? This is exactly what we were dealing with right before Christmastime. Shouldn't there have been more of a break in between? We haven't started a new doctor yet, so we're still with our old, go ahead and come in because I just want to bill you doctor. Other than going in for their required shots, they've been zero help with anything.

My appointment was at 3pm yesterday and I got there early, but I thought it would be nice to zone out and read a magazine or two while I waited to be seen. None of that- there was a lady who decided to make a very loud personal call for 30 minutes. I think that may been one of my pet peeves. It use to bother me when I road the bus to and from work and there would be someone talking as if we all cared about last night's mistake. I couldn't even concentrate enough to read my mindless magazine with all the pregnancy talk that was going on. She was definitely a firsttime mom who knew everything about what was going on with her twins during this particular week and she was explaining it all to the person on the other line. I think I know more about her pregnancy now than my own- ha! It's a miracle I even remember what week I'm in. I suddenly started to feel like I needed to break out my "What to Expect" manual. This time around I'm just assuming I'll know when it's time and go from there. And I'm sure I will. Labor is something you never forget, am I right? Whoever said that you forget it all when they place that sweet baby in your arms is on something.

Looks like I gained two pounds since my last appointment and, now, I'm measuring right at 32 weeks, which is exactly where I should be and her heartrate sounds great. I'll be going in next Tuesday for an ultrasound- yay! I can't wait to see our sweet Sadie girl! We haven't seen her since 18 weeks, so she's going to look completely different. I did get to see the top of her head on Friday- We had to make a trip to labor and delivery. I was having trouble getting rid of some braxton hicks. I knew I wasn't in labor, but I was just concerned about the pain I was having. I did everything they tell you to do if you have braxton hicks, and nothing was helping, so they wanted me to come in. I, also, hadn't felt Sadie move much all day, which is different from her usual spirited self. Once I got into a room and hooked up, she started moving, thank goodness, and they didn't detect any signs of pre-term labor, just a little overduing it on my part. Thank goodness! So, by Tim's recommendation, I've stopped "scurrying" around and I feel much better. Whenever I take the boys out on my own, it's really started wearing me out, so I'm going to do that as little as possible during these last weeks- limiting it to playgroup, storytime at the library, and doctor's appointments.

Holden was a little disappointed when I got home last night from the doctor's. He said, "Where's Sadie?" He's getting very ready for her to get here! Me too!