The good news is that after my Monday morning doctor's appointment and ultrasound, I am no longer on pelvic rest! The placenta has moved and is no longer in the danger zone! YEAH! And I got further confirmation that the princess is STILL a princess, so that closet full of girlie clothes is safe. It was great to see her again and see her tapping her feet and covering her face. And she has my nose. How great is that? She is weighing in at 2 lbs 6 oz.-- right on target. We are hoping to go and get a 3D/4D ultrasound next month to see her one more time before she makes her arrival. And I'm still debating the maternity pics....I already feel like a whale....do I really want to pay to look like a whale too? Although, I've only gained 16 pounds this pregnancy, I feel like I've gained 56.`
I took my glucose test last week. The nurse failed to tell me to fast before the test. The lab asked me if I had fasted, I said no, and they still let me take the test. I get to the doctor's office and they pull up my results and I just barely failed...by 10 points. He said it could be because I didn't fast, but is making me take the test AGAIN next week "just to be sure". UGH!!! I hate having my blood taken since my veins are deep, thin, and move a lot. Fingers crossed I pass this time. And on that note, I am at the point in my pregnancy where they are starting to schedule me every two weeks instead of four.
Crookshanks has been SUPER lovey lately. If I am home, she follows me everywhere. This really is worse than usual. She totally knows what's going on. And if I hold Oliver in my lap on my belly, within 2 minutes the princess is kicking away at him. I'm sure its because he's so heavy and is invading her space. It cracks me up.
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