I had my 37-week appt. today, and everything's looking great! The GBS test came back negative, and my blood pressure is good (110/62). I had to see a different doctor this time, and she really gave me a scare -- when she was pressing on my abdomen, she thought the baby's head was up, which was a shock to me since the baby's been head-down for my last 3 appointments. I was lying there thinking, OMG, no! I do not want a c-section! Then she said that she might be able to tell for sure when she did the internal exam. So as she was feeling around, I was holding my breath hoping for good news when she said, "Oh yeah, that would be a very hard butt! She's definitely head-down." *Whew!*
She also said that I'm 2 cm dilated, or maybe slightly more and that my cervix is soft. (Last appointment I was 1 cm and firm.) She definitely thinks I'll go early and she also said that from the way my cervix feels, she thinks things will happen fairly quickly once I get started. So I was pretty happy with that news (as long as I don't go into labor before my mom gets here on July 2). I came home and DH asked how the appt. went so I told him what the doctor said, and he's being very weird and negative about it. "She was just telling you what you want to hear," then speaking mockingly as the doctor, "Yeah, you'll go into labor any time now and you won't feel a thing. From what I can see you don't even have any nerve endings here. I'm sure your labor will be fast and completely painless!" He also said that when I was pregnant with DS they told me I'd go "any day now" (which I'm pretty sure didn't happen at my 37-week appt, since I wasn't dilated past 1 until my last appt. at 39 weeks) and he was only born 4 days early.
I don't know why he feels the need to be so negative about what the doctor said, especially when I was clearly happy about it. Maybe he's just worried about me getting my hopes up for an early, quick labor, but it's not like I came in and told him that I thought I'd go into labor this week or that I thought it would be any less painful than last time.
that would so be my husband trying to keep me in reality. No wait, that's me I'm glad she was wrong about the head position though
Tiff + Bobby 8/22/04
Awww, Darci! I'm sorry DH kind of rained on your parade. I guess he's just trying to manage your expectations, as you said. It does sound like you're going to go early, though. I know if my mw did internal exams and told me that I was soft and 2 cm, I'd be dancing in the streets. I'm so glad the baby is head down!
I had a similar experience with my MW not being sure what position my baby was in. She actually got the u/s machine to check. Turns out DD was posterior at the time and she was feeling her face and hand and couldn't tell it was a head.
Sorry your DH was such a downer. I think you are definitely getting close!
I am so exhausted! Poor Kevin had his 5-year check-up today. I knew he was going to need a few shots this time, but it ended up being a much bigger ordeal than I expected. It got off to a bad start right away. Yesterday I got a reminder call from the doctor's office telling me to make sure I get there 10 minutes early to fill out paperwork. So we got there 10 minutes early, and the door was locked with a sign on it saying that they were having lunch and a staff meeting and would be back at 1:00. Kevin's appointment was scheduled for 1:00, but I was really annoyed that they had told me to be there 10 minutes early when they knew nobody would be there until 1:00. So after sitting in the hallway for 10 minutes, someone unlocked the door and we went in...and there was no paperwork to fill out, so there was no reason to be there 10 minutes early anyway. Not that 10 minutes is a huge inconvenience, but it was pretty annoying to be told to show up early and then be made to wait.
First they did a vision test and determined that he has 20/20 vision. My vision is 20/12, so my first thought was "Why is his vision worse than mine?" Then I had to remind myself that 20/20 is very good...and that DH wears glasses! As long as Kevin has better vision than his dad, then we're in good shape!
Then the hearing test. They had a hand-held thing that beeped into his ear, and they asked him to count the beeps. He only heard 3 out of 5 beeps in each ear. But there were a lot of people outside of the room talking loudly, so they decided they'd check again after the rest of his check-up. So when the time came to take the test again, they had just started when someone started mowing right outside the window of the room we were in! So again, Kevin only heard 3 of the 5 beeps in each ear. So we had to go to another room to take the test a 3rd time. He still only heard 3 of the beeps in one ear and 4 in the other, so I'm a little worried about that. The doctor told me to bring Kevin back when I come for the baby's 2-week check-up and they'll do the test one more time before they decide if he needs to be sent to a specialist for a more in-depth hearing test.
One of the things that I asked the doctor about was the fact that Kevin drinks milk all day long and rarely drinks anything other than milk, so I wanted to find out if that was okay, or if we should try harder to get him to drink other things. She said that drinking too much milk can lead to anemia (Calcium inhibits the absorption of iron.) so they did a finger prick to check his hemoglobin. The doctor said that his iron level is low and that we had to go to the hospital to have a more thorough blood test done.
Knowing that he would need a few shots, I had promised Kevin that as soon as we left the doctor's office we could go to the arcade. Well, now instead of that I had to drive him to the hospital to have more blood drawn! I felt bad that he needed to be stuck with a needle for the 5th time and that we weren't going straight to the arcade like I had promised, so I told him that we could also stop somewhere for ice cream after we left the hospital.
Luckily, he did fine with the blood draw. He had cried a little when he got the vaccines, but he didn't cry at all when they drew his blood. He even watched the blood go into the vial! By the time we got through all of that and the ice cream store and the arcade, I came home and just wanted to collapse on the couch -- I have absolutely no energy left!
Kevin's blood test results came in today, and he is low on iron. I have to get him some iron drops from the pharmacy tomorrow. I hope they don't taste too nasty!
Yesterday as DH (Brian) was cooking dinner, he asked me, "Do you like Ginger?" I thought he meant the food and I thought that he already knew that I don't like ginger, so with a weird look on my face I told him no, I don't like ginger. Then he said, "No, I meant Ginger as a name." "Oh, no, I like it even less as a name," I said.
So that opened up the whole baby name discussion again. Brian mentioned that he had talked to a woman at work who was from New Orleans. When he told her the baby's name would be Katrina, she understandably had a negative reaction. So now he finally understands why I'm so hesitant about using that name. I guess that's what got him thinking of names again, but I sure don't have a clue where "Ginger" came from. He has come up with some really odd ones. And then once in a while he'll come up with some completely dull and common ones -- I can't figure out his taste in names at all.
So anyway, we're back to square one, and I'm really getting worried that we're going to end up leaving the hospital with a child named "Baby Girl." I know that a lot of people don't have names picked out before the baby is born, but I am very much a pre-planner in everything I do, so this is really stressing me out. Yesterday I found a baby name website and scrolled through every single name, writing down all of the names I don't hate, and then narrowing it down to ten names that I could be happy with. Unfortunately, about half of them are names that Brian has already said no to. "Katrina" is still on the list, and I'm afraid to show him the new names I like because I know he'll hate them (and because I'm still not quite ready to give up on Kayla or Karina).
I hardly got any sleep last night because I just kept worrying that we'll never find a name we both like, and I couldn't stop running through lists of possible names in my head. I know we're not going to agree on a name before the baby's born, so I wish I could just get all of this baby name mess out of my head for a while. Maybe it's just the hormones, but this is seriously stressing me out!
Just name her Marilyn J/K
I'm sorry your so stressed. I'm sure whatever you pick will be perfect.
Marilyn and Ryan
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Darci, wow, sounds like Kevin was a trooper for putting up with the waiting, the multiple hearing test attempts, and all that pricking and blood-drawing! What a brave little man. I'm sorry that you have to go back for the hearing test ... hopefully everything is OK. How did he take to the iron drops?
Also, I'm sorry that you and DH haven't agreed on a name yet. I'm like you, I'm a planner, and that would definitely stress me out. Being pregnant certainly doesn't help -- for me, it seems to exaggerate every irritation or annoyance I have! Here's hoping you find a name soon.