I know, I have been slacking on blogging lately, but school has me going hard and tough during the last class, six more weeks! Not to mention other things like volunteering and regular house/yard stuff.
Today was my 25 week appointment and I was armed with several questions for my OB. All of them were answered and I left feeling quite happy. I was honestly prepared to change OBs if things did not go well.
Looking at past appointments he was geared to induce me because I labor fast. However, when I confronted him on that issue today he was more than happy to say I do not need one and since I live close and have a doula he is not concerned about me having Roz on the side of the road. He also struck the note of induction from my chart.
Since the Army loves to play around important times, I asked several other things regarding hospital tours, gestational diabetes check, meeting with hubby, OB, and our doula. Yep, hubby gets to be away for a tiny bit and returns just before my due date. I wanted all my ducks in a row now because I am a crazy planner, worse so when pregnant!
My OB is thrilled with my choice in doula and loved that I am having her come to my next appointment, which is also my gestational diabetes check. It will be the first time our birth team will all meet together. I must admit, I did an internal happy dance when I was told I could eat my egg and whole wheat toast the morning of my GD test. In Germany, they liked me to fast and the drink was horrid. Imagine chugging down warm, ultra-concentrated prune juice. We shall see what it is like here, not even sure if it is chilled here. I just know sweet and I do not get along this pregnancy.
We also go in again this week for another peek at Roz. My OB reviewed the anatomy scan shots again and just wanted to double check on her growth. The tech thought she was a week behind and my OB says things measure spot on as far as fundal height. I am rather glad he took a second peek at them. I am sure all is well since everything else from the scan was perfect.
Weight gain: Up six pounds in four weeks. I was not happy about that but my OB said not to worry because he isn’t. He thinks I am gaining at a decent rate. The closer I get to 200 pounds, the more I glare at the scale. I really do not want to go over 195.
Cravings: Crunchy veggies. Dunno why, they just sound and taste delicious to me and I cannot get enough carrots!
What makes me gag: Sweet things and chocolate. Why must my daughter make me not be able to eat chocolate?! It was torture last week being at a social function where there were three pots of Velata going. I munched on naked strawberries and breathed in the seductive aroma of the chocolate to get my “fix.”
How I am feeling: Nausea is still around, hunger seems near constant (when I am not feeling green, that is), tired (like 1st trimester tired), confident, and empowered (thanks Birth Without Fear). I am also feeling blimp like because getting out of bed is a chore as well as getting in it. I hated admitting it to my hubby, but I am going to partially enjoy him being gone so I can roll out from his side of the bed for my middle of the night pee adventures instead of climbing out of my side and waddling to our bathroom.
Our cloth diaper stash has grown and I am just waiting for one print to be released before I finish our stash. Clothes sound like they are coming in from everywhere for her so I am just trying to be patient as I wait for those boxes. Nesting has hit hard. I want everything ready. I want my hospital bag packed already too. I know, I have tons of time but my hands just have to be doing something. On yeah, crocheting baby girl a blanket! Hubby let me get more year and I am reading an actual pattern (very, very easy pattern). In this way I am striking out a goal and my NYR at once. Marcia, be proud!