Gosh, it took me all day to get through this thread (work just keeps getting in the way

).
Boovert - that really does sound weird about your mw. Do you have enough time to decide to do it at your house instead, and would that be better? It's weird to bring her food in her own house. If that's how it ends up, just tell her to order pizzas and you'll pay - you certainly don't need all that extra work.
Carley, Sandi, Renee -

Sandi - that sucks!
Rynna - mazel tov on the van!
Black Orchid - I'm here! I'll be with you til May I bet. I was holding off posting until I had my mw appt last night.
Baby is head down (little dance).
Baby is head down (little dance).
I saw the not-so-good mw last night and dh is finally convinced that she is not nice. I hate it when people treat me like I'm being a baby for trying to avoid an IV. I hate IVs. They hurt. Luckily the good mw

was there just to do paperwork so I whispered her my questions when the other one wasn't listening, and she's taking care of me. They took my gbs test and I should find out by Monday - think good thoughts for me!
My ankles swelled like balloons in the last week, just when I got settled in my late-pg wardrobe of almost all skirts. I'm going shoe shopping this afternoon, hoping maybe some slouchy ankle boots will hide them.
We finally made some appts to interview pediatricians. The first one is tomorrow and I have to go by myself - need to draw up a list of questions tonight.
And, I went swimming on Sunday and it gave me such a kick in the pants to realize how out of shape I've gotten. So I've actually made it to the gym yesterday and today as well! I'm proud and I think I feel better already.
Another long post from me. Sorry, ladies.