31 Weeks

This past week and a half a lot (that is two words for Stacey, not to be confused with alot) has happened. My mom came and stayed for a week. She left in the wee morning hours of last Saturday. Then my two friends, Stacey and Kamrie, came to stay here. I met Stacey when I managed at Northgate and I met Kamrie through Stacey shortly after. They are definitely younger and cooler than me and it makes me feel old when we talk about things with reference to past pop culture (for example: N*Sync..... I was in eighth grade.... they were seven years old. Sad.) But other than that we get along pretty well. :) They go to their classes during the day and my neighbor or Diane usually take turns watching the boys, but then they stay here overnight just in case I need a ride to the hospital! It may also be because they are avoiding their room mate's out of town visitors for this week and a cramped apartment, but I like to think it's cause they love me. :)

So today I had another ultrasound and appointment. I never wrote about the one I had last Tuesday when my mom was here. Basically, last week I didn't have an ultrasound. Instead I got to take the dreaded glucose test. You would think there would be a better way to test for gestational diabetes by this day in age but no, they are still making pregnant women down a big glass of sugary, non-carbonated elixir in less than five minutes, then sit for an hour and prick their figure to test their blood sugar levels. Then if you are really lucky and "fail" the first one by a few points (like I did) you get to come back AGAIN a couple days later, this time fasting for 12 hours prior so your stomach is already so hungry you want to eat your own arm off, and drink the stuff AGAIN, then sit for 2 HOURS so they can just double-check. So that's what I got to do on Tuesday and then again on Thursday of last week. I have never had a problem with gestational diabetes before, my blood pressure has been fine the whole time, I am not overweight, and I am supposed to be on "strict bedrest", yet I guess they thought it was important to screen me twice. I was a little pissed about it as you can still tell.

But now that I have passed and am officially diabetes free.... I will eat whatever I freaking want! Which.... I always have done anyways so.... no big news here. But at least I don't have to feel guilty about it.

Then today I went to my appointment with Stacey and Kamrie and had an ultrasound. The baby officially weighs 4 pounds 2 ounces and everything is looking good. Well - good would be if my cervix miraculously grew back to the normal size of 4 cm, but I think it was about 2 today and she said she didn't see the "funneling" anymore so that is still really surprising and good. The only thing that I have changed in the past two weeks is that the doctor prescribed me those Niphedipine pills or whatever they are that are supposed to stop any contractions. But if that is working, I will keep on taking them! I still had to get another butt shot of progesterone today. And I think all the cervix talk made my two single friends decide not to have kids for at least 5 years. But they liked watching the ultrasound! :) My ultrasound lady said, "She's going to have hair! I can already see it!" and I jokingly asked, "What color is it?!" which made everyone laugh and she answered, "Um... from what I can tell... grey." But everything else looked good with her. Next week they scheduled me for my 3D ultrasound which is really cool because you can kind of even see facial features. I am really hoping she looks more like me. :) Everyone says the boys look just like Josh, which is fine cause they're boys, but this time it should be MY turn to have a mini-me.

I also talked for the hundredth time about my fear of the stitches tearing out my cervix, but still my doctor seems totally unfazed by that thought. She says she's had to taken a lot of cerclages out during labor and delivery and there haven't been any horror stories of them ripping a cervix. Let's hope I'm not the first!

Well, I better get to bed. It is officially June 6th now - Caleb's 4th birthday! Four years ago today I was pushing a baby out. Now here I am again getting closer! I was hoping this pregnancy would finally be the perfect, normal, boring pregnancy that most women have, but since it has still caused so much stress and I am finally having a girl, I take relief on the fact that this will very likely be my last time pushing a baby out.
Now THAT is cause for celebration!

More about Caleb's birthday later!