My 38 week checkup was today. It was a bit of an adventure. I had to trek out to the Naval Hospital, a place I had never driven before so of course I got lost and barely made it in time for my appt and had to apologize profusely to the herd of young whatever they were that were behind the ob/gyn counter.
I've decided that if I happen to make it to my next appointment for my 39 week checkup I will insist upon getting an epidural. Do they do those for cervical checks? If not, they totally should. That sucked. I had this cute little midwife lady with little hands. What do I do if I get a guy next time? Run?
All my crazy fake contractions aren't doing crap apparently other than annoying me to no end. I'm only dilated about 1 maybe 2 but not close enough to a 2 for her to write that on my charts, and only 25% effaced and tight. Boo!
I wanted to walk in and them say "you're in labor, and it's time to push!" and be done with the whole thing, but nooooooooooooooooooo.
So they do this little procedure called sweeping the membranes or stripping them or something that should be called KILLING YOUR COOCH! I told you this would be TMI sometimes, it's your fault for continuing to read these things. It was miserable. I forgot how much things hurt and then went into a panick about my upcoming laboring that I have to do. It's really to late to get out of the whole thing isn't it?
The baby didn't like her poking around in there either and kicked her a few times. That'll show that mean old midwife lady! She hurt me, she made me bleed, and now I'm all crampy. But everything is looking good and we won't mention my weight gain (darn Easter candy!)
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The procedure she did could make me go into labor in the next 48-72 hours, but I'm not feeling hopeful. Which is fine, because my husband is going out of town anyway tomorrow. Hopefully if something does happen he'll be able to get back in time. I mean, I can do it without him, but why should I be the only one that's miserable? I didn't get me pregnant...well it wasn't all me.
Spring Break is over and the kids have gone back home or to school. We finished up our week with a trip to the county fair and I was in the sun for like 5 hours and got a lovely farmers tan that will hopefully fade before the baby does come, that's going to look lousy in a hospital gown for my new mom pictures.
So no progress, nothing exciting to report, but keep your fingers crossed for me anyway. I was really hoping to have a beer this weekend. *sigh*
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