Although my toenails are painted elephantastic pink I would like Emma to know that I am NOT an elephant...we are NOT going to be pregnant for 22 months as much as she would like to stay in there for that long.
Today is my due date. 40 weeks. 10 months. 280 days. 6720 hours. As I was getting my blood pressure checked at my appointment today the nurse said, "I just can't believe you're still pregnant." Me neither sista, me neither!
As it's my due date (did I mention I've been pregnant for 10 months?) I had to get a non stress test. Emma has moved non-stop for the last 2 days until I was hooked up to the monitor and then she decided to take a little nap. My hopes were raised that perhaps my ob would decide to induce today, but no go. Emma has a strong heart beat and she was happy with the NST results.
I also got a physical exam. Super comfortable and fun (that's sarcasm in case you missed it) as my cervix has not moved at all. My ob could barely reach it and she said I was "maybe 2cm." Well ain't that a kick in the pants as last week I was 1 1/2cm.
Then my ob tells me "I'll be on vacation next week." WHAT! So I thought I would get my induction scheduled for next week and now it's not going to happen. But I do get to come in twice next week for NST and exams as I am past my due date as of tomorrow. I think my ob felt awful about going on vacation especially when I asked who was on call and said Dr. Thacker was NOT delivering my baby. lol God love my ob b/c she said she'd see if they'd call her because she wants to deliver my baby after all I've been through.
I think I'm my ob's favorite patient. For most of my pregnancy I thought of her as being much older than me especially since I feel like a 20 year old around me for some reason (maybe because she's a doctor); however, I realized today that we must be close to the same age. I don't think her children are that old.
She asked if I'm walking (um hell no I am a giant 40 week pregnant whale...I get short of breath walking to the bathroom from my living room) so I did walk around the mall with my friend Jessica after our lunch at Cheesecake Factory. We took a little break from the walking so I could get a make up lesson at Bare Escentuals (I love crap like that). I love the looks of confusion, horror, and curiosity I get when people see how ginormous I am. It's sort of like being a circus freak I think.
Made a quick stop at the library and Dunkin Donuts and then finally was home. Wouldn't you know that our ghetto ass temporary mailbox fell over into the road as I was walking into the house. Thank God it was super warm today (50 whole degrees!) and our ice skating rink of a driveway melted so I could waddle out there to pick the stupid thing up. I can only imagine what the people driving by were thinking.
So as anxious as I am to have Miss Emma arrive I sort of don't want her to until I can be assured that my ob will deliver her (or I'd settle for one of the other ob's from my practice).
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