Tomorrow I'll be 37 weeks. I had an appointment yesterday and they did the Group B test. (I didn't ask to do it myself, but she was very gentle and super quick. I got the feeling that if I wanted to ask to do it, she would have let me.) She checked me while I was down there, because I was curious. She said babys head is definatly down, and I was about a "fingertip" dialated. She also did a NST while I was there because baby had not been moving as much the past few weeks. Figures, she starts kicking up a storm when she hooks me up to the monitor.
But she passed the "test" with flying colors and I got to watch her heartrate and see how far my BH contractions registered on the monitor. Her heartrate was about 120 most of the time. (and my BH never got about 20)
I'm not on weekly visits with the OB, and I'm STILL nesting like crazy! Over the course of the past week I've bought 6 new huge tupperware tubs to organize the girls clothes, blankets, etc.. I've given away a total of 7 bags to Goodwill and the Salvation Army. Much was thrown away because it was just ICK. I'm seriously out of my packrat phase at the moment and paring down life to the simplest. Nothing like an impending move and a baby on the way to make you get organized!
I've thrown away things I've held onto for years. Literally some of it since I was a child. And for some reason right now, its so easy to throw things away!
My back is still killing me, and when the baby does move it seriously hurts. I cramp up something fierce with whatever she is kicking. I had a bit of blood today, but I'm sure it was from her finger tickling my cervix yesterday and nothing important. My feet are swollen up quite a bit, and my milk has started coming back even more. Bad news is that with my milk coming back, my 2 year old has started waking up at night to nurse again! Eeeek!
Craving orange juice like you wouldn't believe.. and I've gained another 4 pounds bringing my total so far to 42 pounds! Whoohooo!