I had my Doctor appointment this morning and that went well too. My Dr is truly fabulous. He always does his best to reassure me that they will do everything to make sure this baby is healthy. My last ultrasound looked better than the one before. She isn't measuring small anymore. Well, I guess her femur is in the 44th percentile but that's not a big deal. Over all she measures at 49%. So right where she should. I am measuring at 33 weeks (which doesn't surprise me because I still suspect my due date is the 20th and not the 15th) but that isn't a big deal either. The plan is still to make it any time after Halloween (but I'm thinking now that 11/11 would be a fun bithday - if I can make it that long).
The only issue now is that my blood pressure has started to creep up. It's not horrible yet but it's inching its way up there even with the blood pressure medication I've been on. So I'm now on "preeclampsia watch". I'm really not too worried about it though. When I had preeclampsia with Lilly, I swelled like a balloon early on, I always had upper stomach pain (liver area), and eventually developed the headache that wouldn't go away. I was induced with her at 37 weeks. This time around, I've managed my weight gain awesomely (the only weight I've gained is how much they say the baby weighs right now), my fingers aren't swollen at all - in fact, they are smaller now than they were before I got pregnant. AWESOME! (As long as my ring stops falling off without me knowing it.) Other than a few pain incidents that hasn't been a factor either. And no headaches to report so far. I know things can change quickly the closer I get but I think it will be alright.
I have gotten to that point now though when I'm seriously ready to not be pregnant anymore. I'm slowing down more and more everyday. A short trip to Walmart yesterday nearly resulted in my death. At least that's how it felt the rest of the night as my hips and back screamed in agony. Sleep is hard to come by... in fact, so are deep breaths. I've done better this time around than the previous two (which I am more grateful for than you could ever know) but my patience is starting to wear thin. I'm definitely counting the days. Which is only going to make it drag on slower and slower, I know.
The house reorganization is coming along thanks to my insanely handsome and muscular husband. He has cleaned out and reorganized our storage cellar, the food storage pantry, the office/dumping ground, the toy room, and the family room. Now we just have to switch Lilly to her new room, move a few more items of furniture, and get the baby room/crib set up. At the moment you can still barely get in my front door since I have no other place to store baby gear until a room frees up but that's all good. I'm just beyond thankful that I kept all the baby gear so now I don't have to figure out a way to pay for it all.
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