Oct 07, 2006 15:51
The human brain is a bizarre thing. or at least mine is, anyway. I have been looking forward to being in the '30' weeks as opposed to the '20' weeks since, well, when I started having problems 6 (six!) weeks ago. I can't believe I have been on hospital/home bedrest for 6 wekks. REally I should have very happy and peppy right now. But I am not. I think I feel worse than I have in sometime. Maybe it is because I was looking forward to this day so much, and really it is the same as any other day. Plus it is a beautiful Saturday afternoon in the early autumn. Nothing is as nice as Ontario in the autumn. Even the tiny little 'parkette'/dog toilet on our street is pretty. The squirrels are pretty. The raccoons messing up our garbage are pretty. And I am....inside.
I have checked out some of the pregnancy livejournal stuff. It is very timesensitive, like if someone hasn't made an entry in a few weeks, they could have a baby in the NICU or no baby (oooooo) or be fine now. I must admit I dont want to hear about the chipper women whose doctors have taken them off bedrest. Mostly because I know that isn't going to happen to me until I hit 38 weeks in December. And my doctor doesn't think I will make it that far. A really nice friend of mine called this morning longdistance. She didn't know that I was still on bedrest and shewas wondering how I would be able to go through labour in my decondidioned state. It will make it harder I think. Mind you, compared to the last kid, I think it will be easier (assuming I deliver at a reasonable time).
And on other news, I now weigh 191 pounds. woohoo! The baby weighs about 3.5 pounds, which is great. The Ultrasound on Thursday had only good things to say.
So not much really. Bleah. Goddamn sunshine.