19-6-2009 - 34 week appointment and updates... and friends

My mood while writing this blog: Good

I've been thinking that I will deliver in 2 weeks. I don't know why, but just a feeling. It surprised me when my mom saw me and said "I give you 2 more weeks." Not only that but the cat and dog have been following me around the house nonstop! I go to take a bath and when I'm done and open the door, they are both there starring at me! If the cat can't get in, he stands outside the door and cries haha. I was told by a friend just before her sister's water broke, all her pets surrounded her. I honestly think they know!

So, I went to my 34 week appointment today. I gained 6 pounds in the last 2 weeks, which the doctor even said looked like fluid. I really do fluctuate about 6 pounds in fluid. One day 2 weeks ago, I actually lost 6 pounds in 1 day just by peeing! So anyway, no along with no salt and no soda, the doctor has added no greasy or fried foods! I mean, I'm pregnant! He just took away everything I want minus sugar! I do try to eat healthy though.

I got my GBS test done today. Not really worried about the results so much. Just because if it's positive all I have to do is take antibiotics. And from what I understand, they just give them IV at the hospital when I go in to deliver. I had my first pelvic exam since being pregnant. That was realy uncomfortable! Geeze! So the verdict is, I'm not dialated AT ALL! So much for going in 2 weeks. I'm now convinced he's going to be late! Ahhhhh! Well, when he felt, he thought the baby was butt down. He's been head down for a month, so I was like "oh no." Well, we got an ultrasound out of it! He's still head down. And I asked him if he could make sure it was still a boy. I so fear getting ready for a boy and having a girl. He said "I'll tell you, they don't just fall off!" It cracked me up. But he was nice and showed me again anyway. And he's still a boy. Without a doubt!

So all in all, everything is going well. I just figured I'd be 1 cm dialated at this point. I'm so ready!

So my best guy friend. Sometimes he just stresses me out because we are on totally different pages in life. I love him to death but I just don't feel like talking on the phone or hanging out all that much. And it's constantly "what's up?" "what are you doing?" "I'm off work, want to hang out?" "I'm on my lunch break lets talk." I mean, I feel terrible for not having time. But I'm married. I have a house to take care of. I have pets that need attention. And a baby on the way. He actually got irritated with me because I didn't want to go to Wal-Mart one night after I worked for 8 hours and had swollen feet. When I'm home with Mike, all my time goes to him. I don't want to talk on the phone. My friend texted me once while I was getting ready for work. So I told him I was getting ready for work and he still called. He's having problems with this girlfriend of his. They've only been talking for a couple months. And I wish he'd just leave her alone. I mean, she just moved to the other side of the country. And the whole time he's trying to convince her to come home. I can't say a word though. He wants to talk to me about stuff, but when I tell him what I think, he says I"m negative. I'm just tired of hearing it. I'm not negative. I'm telling him how it is. And when I have a baby added to the mix of life, does he think I can really hang out like I used to? Does he think that when I'm finally getting some quiet time that I'll want to talk on the phone? I feel like such a bad friend. But my life is changing and I'm busy. And when I'm not busy, the last thing I want to hear is him talking about her coming home! I really don't think she is! And instead of him realizing that, he's just going to get hurt. He never listens to me anyway. Not even when it's all over and I was right. It's just so hard to be on different pages than your friends. But I don't see any reason to listen when I can tell him what I think and he accuses me of being negative and doesn't take what I say seriously.

Well, that's my update and venting rant for now hehe. Oh, I took some pictures of my Miss Piggy swollen feet. I'll try to post them later. But no picture really captures the full extent. I can't belive how big they are. My flip-flops are even too tight!

I think its true what they say about animals. With my first birth my child hood cat did not leave my side while I laboured at home. I kicked the crap out of him while writhing in pain and he stayed put. He slept with me every night probably for the last couple weeks.