third trimester

The day started off with a great OB checkup. I saw my OB's partner, who is fantastic, because my doctor was tied up. Cervix looks good, glucose blood work is perfect (no diabetes and no anemia) and my belly is measuring on schedule. My blood pressure was 112/62, Little Sister's heartbeat was 155 and I have gained no weight in two whole weeks. My increased contractions are normal and are not of concern right now. Dr. N told me she spoke with my perinatologist this morning about several patients, including me, and specifically told me not to fret about the peri's "too much fluid" (a.k.a. too many carbs and starches) assessment. She said not to worry until they (the doctors) worry, and they are not worried. My orders are to keep on doing what I'm doing. 28 weeks is great, but Little Sister needs to keep cooking eight more weeks. Wow, really? Only 8 weeks left?

While I was at the OB Cody took Rhys to get his Synagis shots. Apparently Little Man recognized the clinic and knows what he is there for. Cody told me the staff came in and out of the exam room a few times before Rhys actually received his shot. Every time the door opened Rhys started to scream. Poor kid. February is his last round of Synagis for the year, and I'm pretty certain he wont be getting them next year. But he is due for his 18 month shots so he's got more coming. This is what he thinks of that.

After the OB visit I decided to break the rules and stay on my feet long enough to grab sandwiches for lunch. I stopped at a shop in the front of our neighborhood to run in and out lickety split. I get back into my car and click, click, click. Are you kidding me?!? I called Cody, who was at the house, and he came down to check out my car. Dead as a door nail! Ugh. Cody knows cars, but even he was thrown by the noises my car was making and the way it was acting. So, we decided to take advantage of the free roadside assistance and have my car towed to the dealership to get checked out. You know, just in case. Luckily it was only the battery, and the best part is that it was all covered by warranty. Woohoo!

After all the morning drama I got to visit with my lovely friend. She is also pregnant, which is so much fun. Even though we are both on limited activity. Anyway, here we are.... me at 28 weeks, her at 17 weeks. She told me today she felt her belly was huge. Seriously, what belly?? Yes, I'm sporting some comfy pajama pants, that is what I live in unless I have to get out of the house. And in case you don't live in Houston and can't feel the weather, my hair is a great indicator of the 100% humidity we had today.