May 22, 2009 16:09
Yesterday I went in and measured 42 weeks pregnant, despite being at 38/39 weeks. Still 3 cm dilated, but now 90% effaced. The midwife said I should come in for an ultrasound the next day.
Sooo, today we did that. Apparently this "little" guy is ten pounds, according to the computer. Give or take a pound. Take, please, lol. At any rate, the ultrasound tech recommended that, since we weren't scheduled to see a doctor afterward today, we should try to get next week's appointment bumped up to a sooner date. Surprisingly, they were able to get me one with a doctor on Tuesday, rather than Friday. So I suppose next week there will be discussions of inductions, possibly, but not until then. More waiting, but I guess that's all right--I really wanted to go to Tim's party, and now hopefully I will be able to. Also, I didn't want to go Memorial Day weekend; that just seems like asking for something to go wrong, it's so hectic. Of course, this is all assuming I just don't go on my own in the next few days.
That's all I've got for now. We went to Price Chopper after the ultrasound and I am exhausted.