Oh, goodness sakes, it's nearly July.
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I'll be 37 weeks tomorrow.
Today didn't quite go the way I'd pictured it.
I had a midwife appointment at 2:00, and arrived on time/slightly before, despite traffic and construction. At 2:40 I finally saw her come out, but to fetch another couple, saying a nurse would be with me in a minute. It was about 3:00 when I was finally taken to a room. I was getting rather pissed -- the cats had been home alone for four days and I needed to get groceries and do stuff. I was also hungry (again). And I hadn't had enough to drink all day.
So, perhaps unsurprisingly, my blood pressure was a lot higher than they wanted it to be.
They checked it again at the end of my appointment, and it hadn't come down enough for their satisfaction. I got to have the full she-bang: blood work, an ultrasound, and a non-stress test in the maternity ward. Of course, being told I needed to have all this done probably didn't help matters, either -- when I got to the maternity ward, my blood pressure was the highest they'd ever measured it at 150 over 102.
Long story short, I'm okay. The baby's okay. They gave me signs to watch out for, if my blood pressure spikes again. I'm on modified bed rest. I'll go back in on Wednesday to get the blood pressure checked again.
For anyone who is curious, I'm 2 centimeters dilated and 50% effaced. I was having some very shallow contraction wave formations on the non-stress test. So that's all well and good, but doesn't tell us anything about when he'll actually get here.
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I'll be 37 weeks tomorrow.
Today didn't quite go the way I'd pictured it.
I had a midwife appointment at 2:00, and arrived on time/slightly before, despite traffic and construction. At 2:40 I finally saw her come out, but to fetch another couple, saying a nurse would be with me in a minute. It was about 3:00 when I was finally taken to a room. I was getting rather pissed -- the cats had been home alone for four days and I needed to get groceries and do stuff. I was also hungry (again). And I hadn't had enough to drink all day.
So, perhaps unsurprisingly, my blood pressure was a lot higher than they wanted it to be.
They checked it again at the end of my appointment, and it hadn't come down enough for their satisfaction. I got to have the full she-bang: blood work, an ultrasound, and a non-stress test in the maternity ward. Of course, being told I needed to have all this done probably didn't help matters, either -- when I got to the maternity ward, my blood pressure was the highest they'd ever measured it at 150 over 102.
Long story short, I'm okay. The baby's okay. They gave me signs to watch out for, if my blood pressure spikes again. I'm on modified bed rest. I'll go back in on Wednesday to get the blood pressure checked again.
For anyone who is curious, I'm 2 centimeters dilated and 50% effaced. I was having some very shallow contraction wave formations on the non-stress test. So that's all well and good, but doesn't tell us anything about when he'll actually get here.








Sorry, Mama!

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. I would just not tell him, except his son is my BIL and he'd find out. Like I said, he's mad at her, and it feels like I'm the one getting punished. And yeah, I have wondered if he's planning on throwing a fit when I start having to wash diapers and baby clothes, but there's no telling when he's suddenly going to become unreasonable.
I wish I had some advice for you. I hope things work out in your favor.
: I can focus on myself and this baby now!
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