My 32 week appt was pretty uneventful. I actually thought they would check me again since I had been having contractions, but my doctor wasn't there and I saw her PA who isn't as proactive as my doctor. She usually brushes everything off as normal. I go back on August 24th and then Sept. 7th for an u/s to make sure baby is head down and to determine how much she weighs. After that I will go weekly.
Saturday morning I woke up and had a sudden urge to pack mine and the baby's hospital bag. The baby's bag is packed, but I still need to pack a couple more things in mine. I mentioned it to my childbirth instructor and she said to pay attention to those urges because most of the time our intuition will tell us that it's getting close. I packed my bag with DS at 30 weeks and had him 4 weeks later so maybe that will mean I will be having her in 4 weeks! :eek: I am so not ready yet!
After class on Saturday, I visited my grandpa. He is home now and they have called hospice in. He was sleeping most of the time I was there, but he woke up for the last 30 minutes of my visit and I could tell he is in so much pain. He told me that if he died today, he would be a happy man. He's not eating at all and the hospice nurse told us realistically he has maybe 1-2 weeks left. I can't believe he is fading so fast. I have been praying that he would make it to meet Sophia, but I don't think that is going to happen. He's the man that I thought would never die. The reality of everything really hit me last night and I just sat in the bathroom alone bawling. The next couple of weeks are probably going to be hard for me.
In other news, yesterday was my 30th birthday!!!