further adventures of my bladder and other parts

because you want to know, I can tell. I have had this ridiculous cold all weekend, but it seems to be going away now. Not gone, by any stretch, but going. I had a cold forever ago, and then had a sore throat for like, a month and a half. Nothing else, just a sore throat. I actually got my doctor to look at it once when I was there...she offered...and she said my tonsils are so small she actually thought I might have had them removed. So THAT wasn't the problem. Anyway, cut to like, this past Wednesday. I have just a little tickle in my throat, a little cough coming on. Gross. This turns into a full-blown hacking disgusting full-body racking cough.

Now, those of you who have been or are pregnant understand the delicate nature of the bladder at this juncture. You really need only look in its general direction to encourage it to attempt to empty its contents. It does not mind if you are not near any kind of appropriate bladder-emptying facility. So, when you combine this bladder with body rocking coughing fits, things are not going to end well. I would have a gross coughing, struggling for breath fit, and then either about wet myself or have a contraction. Which also makes me have to pee. Still today, I'm walking down the hall and if I start to cough, I have to stop moving and stand there with my legs crossed until it stops. I'm sure the surveillance cameras are LOVING me.

This weekend wasn't a total write-off though, we had my mom and Grant's parents up for visits, and the Easter bunny brought an obscene amount of stuff, which we immediately divvied up into "stuff we really like" and "stuff that Grant will bring to work" (I can't bring most things to work, because they have peanuts or peanut butter in them, and we're peanut free). I also had a lovely shower at which we played a pretty fun Mad Lib game and ate way more than necessary. Including, but by no means limited to, a peanut butter cup blizzard cake and a lovely assortment of appetizers and cheesey things. The pile of baby stuff is growing, and the places to put the baby stuff are still...nonexistant. I did clear out 3 drawers in my dresser, but that won't be enough space. I have like, a bag of clothes from my mom, stuff she kept from when we were little, and some new clothes from friends and family from my shower, and will soon have all the stuff we had for Kieran that isn't like, too too boyish. Sleepers, blankets...I have no idea where we'll put everything. Kieran will likely have to share a bit, we can hang some things in his closet and use his big shelf, and we'll just keep the 'may need in the middle of the night' type things in our room.

I got an email from Babies R Us yesterday congratulating me on the arrival of my baby. I have registered as being due April 23rd, so I'm not sure why they sent me that, but they did offer me 10% off on any of my remaining registry items, which is nice. I could get the bassinet maybe. We'll see!

I have a lot of work to do, so I should work on that, I guess.

lessons learned

so, I had in my head that 2nd pregnancies were easier. They're not. You get bigger faster, but not so that you look pregnant earlier, just so that you have NO clothes that fit and look sort of paunchy. You feel grosser earlier and for longer, and have all kinds of fun "2nd (or subsequent) pregnancy" things. Like groin pain. Come on! It feels, most of the time, like I've been doing too many thighmaster exercises. Or like I got kicked in the junk. Unpleasant. And contractions. For no reason. Not the harmless Braxton Hicks ones either, real ones that make you stop what you're doing and say oh, ok...ow.

Another lesson I learned just today after sitting waiting for my appointment for an hour. Even if you're sure you've got the lid on your pee-in-a-cup securely, you shouldn't drop it on the floor, because it will open a little bit and that's gross. And you'll have to pretend like you didn't just drop and spill your pee in the waiting room in front of like 15 people, and you'll probably get some pee on your hand, and all this will happen while the nurse is waiting for you to come back and get weighed etc.

I have to go do parent-teacher interviews, but I only have one, so it should be relatively quick. I'll be back.

I'm back! I was gone for like an hour, you didn't even notice.

After the pee-spilling hour-long wait incident, all went well. El bambina is measuring one week big in the head, and 2 weeks big in the abdomen, so she's a good size. The doctor assures me she will be over 9lbs. I said, yeah, they thought Kieran was going to be big too, had him at 7.5lbs at 36 weeks, and then 6 weeks later when he was FINALLY born, he only weighed 8lbs9. She said no, with these measurements, statistically she'll weigh over 9lbs. Not crazy more, not 11-12lbs, but 9 for sure. I said...thanks? I am measuring just over 2 weeks big, but my fluid has not gone all crazy, it's normal. Also, a cyst I had has gone away, so that's good news too. I didn't ask about like, ok, so when will I *have* the baby? I will next time though. This is a lot harder than last time, Kieran is a great kid but he just wants to rassle all the time and play and run and chase and run and play and I'm exhausted at the best of times. I had a cold about a month ago, which has been a sore throat since then, and which has now turned into a cough and stuffy nose and sore throat, and the nigglings of a fever, and I'm not impressed. Thankfully I have no more teaching this week, parent-teacher tomorrow and then a 4 day weekend, during which I get to have a baby shower and go to Erin's wedding shower. There will apparently not be strippers at either, sadly, but I'll manage.

Alright. I have stuff to go through and organize. 10 days left! Lots to do.

still a girl

so says the u/s scanner person. And she was completely without hesitation, so I think we can be pretty sure. I said to her that the last time the report said it "appeared female", and she looked and said "yes, it's a girl". Ok then! So, I have my name that I like, and I've told Grant that he has to hurry up and think of something else if he doesn't like my name, cause I'm getting pretty attached to it.

I have to go home, we had a "brief meeting" after school that went over an hour...usually the way.

13 more work days.

8 more weeks

ish. I really hope not more. I'd be fine with any time between 4-8 weeks from now. Cause either way, we're not going to be ready, so the baby might as well come whenever! Names, places for stuff and for babies to sleep...they're overrated.

Since you're wondering, I'm sure, I can't see my bellybutton anymore when I stand up. I can't bend over. I can't sit straight up with my legs crossed like a normal woman, but if I sit back far enough it's ok. My other favourite way to sit, with both legs pulled up, also does not work. This baby is low. I feel like I'm smaller than last time, just because I was SO BIG last time, but looking at pictures, there's not much difference in like, protuberance. Which is interesting. I have my ultrasound on the 10th, and then biweekly ob checkups starting the 19th, so hopefully they'll give me a good (and more accurate) idea of what's going on down there.

Since you're also wondering, I'm registered at Toys R Us (#40501555), if you want to buy me stuff. I want to register at SuperStore and Old Navy for baby clothes, but I can't, so oh well. There's not a lot we need, but some new sleepers and stuff maybe. I'll let you know if the 'girl baby' verdict changes after the next ultrasound, but even if not, that doesn't mean we need all pink things.

I have to go watch Dexter now.

interesting stuff

my mom passed this little tidbit along to me, apparently an apple a day keeps asthma away, for your baby, if you eat it while you're pregnant. Also, eating fish once a week reduces incidence of eczema. Weird, eh? I have been eating lots of apples, but not fish. I love fish, but it's just not something we eat a lot of. I'll have to make a point of it though, just in case. 9 weeks left, it should help some!

I'm also a bit nervous. Although nothing really ended up happening last time, other than you know, bedrest and all that crap, baby-wise, everything turned out fine. Late, but fine. But it was just at this time that things went to hell in a handbasket. What I found really creepy, in re-reading my posts from last time, was that I thought that exactly what happened, might happen. And blogged about it, like 3 days before it did. I'm psychic! Or something. I'm having again those fun braxton hicks contractions, and they definitely do pick up, and or I definitely do cause myself to have a good one, when I do anything beyond strolling around. There are a lot of stairs and stuff at school, and it's especially noticeable if I'm sitting or resting for a long time and then get up and do something right away. They're not coming regularly though, and not more than 4 an hour for sure, so I'm still good as far as I can tell. I'll keep you posted.

Anyway, so I'm just a bit nervous of something like that happening again. I go to my doctor in just over a week, on March 4, and have an ultrasound the 10th, and hopefully they'll be able to tell me something, or set my mind at ease, or...something. I start to see my OB on the 19th, every 2 weeks until 36 weeks (which I think is 2 weeks later) and then every week. I'll be done work by the time the every week timing kicks in, so they'll be glad for that. They have someone in mind to replace me, so that puts one part of my mind at ease. I have 8095 things to do before then, and about 20 days in which to do them. I think people are figuring out that I'm leaving soon, and they keep coming to me with things to put on my to-do list. I'm doing my best!

joys of toddlerhood

Kieran still has a cold. He sounds like an old man when he sleeps, because he's all snorkly and snoring. I've done all I can, drugged him with the weight-guideline (which for him is the same as the age dosage, but still) of decongestant-only cold medicine, since GOD FORBID we give our children cough medicine, it will apparently do them much harm. Not that it seems to work anyway, but still. He's got the cool mist vaporiser, the vaporub generously applied, he's had a nice steamy bath with the vapour bath. He's still snorkly and snoring and coughing. I've tried giving him honey, since that is not technically a drug and apparently it works better than cough syrup anyway, but he won't always take it. I mixed it with his grapey decongestant, and that seemed tasty enough, but it didn't really seem to work.

Anyway. He's napping now. I tried to get him to sleep on his side, but he's not interested. As is generally the way, he decided he needed monkey and a nap about 3 minutes after I put poor snotty monkey into the washer for a bath. I don't tell Kieran about this ahead of time, it does not help. He was way early for wanting a nap, and just seems to have some kind of sense about monkey being unavailable, which makes him want / need him right away. So I had to endure just over half an hour of begging and pleading and crying and "need monkey, please? please?" and explaining that it wasn't because he wasn't asking nicely (which is generally the case when he wants something and doesn't get it, or because it's 7am and he wants chippies {which can be potato chips or chocolate chips, neither a breakfast food}) but that monkey was snotty and gross and was having a bath and then needed to dry off. He only ended up drying for about 10 minutes, just enough so that he's not wet, but is still a bit damp. The kid needed a nap, so we compromised.

I'm going to shower. I'd like to go out this afternoon and feed the cats I'm cat-sitting, but I'll have to see how the roads are. I may leave Kieran at the sitter's, so I can just run in and feed the kitties. They're not big fans of me. They might be today, their parents have been away for almost a week now, but so far they've been mostly indifferent to my visiting. Oh, it's just you. Thanks for the treats. You can go now.

75%

that's a pretty good score on a test, but not quite good enough for a baby, development wise. Another 4-5 weeks though, and it's anybody's guess. Last time they told me that (although it always says 37 weeks, and they do like babies to stay put as long as possible) after 34 weeks, they aren't generally going to take drastic measures to stop labour if your body decides it's ready. I'm hoping to get to my last day of work, which is April 4th. Any time after that, which will be 37+ weeks, is fine by me. We're listing the house and hopefully selling it and buying a new one, and there's always Kieran's birthday to plan for. He'll be 3, I can't believe it. I'm torn between a cowboy party and a Blues Clues party. He likes both a lot, and is not helpful in deciding.

I'm at my sister's house because we have no power at ours, since 9:30 last night. It's frigging cold there. We only have baseboard heat, sadly. Grant's gone to work, Kieran and I are here. He's napping, as is the dog, finally. I think I'll join them shortly.

over 2/3 done.

That's fun, and terrifying all at the same time! We're going to list the house at the end of the month, and are just going to break down and hire someone to do all the little, inside things that need touched up before we do so. We're sort of looking for a new house too, since those things go together. Scary stuff though! We do not have a name, Grant had one that he liked but he got it off the top 10 most popular girl names from last year list, so I told him no. I have a name, but I'm not sure he's crazy about it, and it's sort of a big deal, naming person, so we really should agree if possible.

I'm back to the needing to pee frequently and getting heartburn after every meal, regardless of what it contains stage. Fun! I have gaviscon at home, rolaids in my purse, and something else I can't recall that Jenn recommended to me at work. The 1st and last are pretty gross, but work better than tums and rolaids. The rolaids come in a handy stick-in-your-purse size, so that works in a pinch. On the topic of needing to pee frequently, I also have a cold, and the sneezing is NOT working so well with the trouble holding the pee in aspect of late 2nd pregnancy. I didn't really have this problem with Kieran, or after Kieran, but apparently my bladder is like, oh, ok. I give up! I'm going to have to start doing some serious Kegels, or after this baby comes I may need depends. Gross.

Anyway. That's about all my news. Things are going well, I have an appointment next Monday. It's actually about 6 weeks after my last one, not 4, but I had to reschedule and this was the best they could do. So rather than 28 weeks, it's about 30, but meh. I get to start going every 2 weeks now, AND I get to have an ultrasound on March 10, which is the day after March break ends, haha. Not my fault! Can't reschedule those things. I thought about going for a 3D ultrasound, there's a place in Moncton now, but they want to see you before 29 weeks, so I'm just a shade late. Things start to get a bit crowded after that, so they can't guarantee the good pictures and stuff. And frankly, I'm not paying $150 for not good pictures and stuff. I'm going to see if there are any pictures in my file from my last one, because lately everyone asks me if we're having a boy or a girl, and I say probably a girl, they're like, well, so-and-so was having a girl, but had a boy! So, not helpful. I'd really like to know, and at least get some idea of how sure I can be. I'll see how that goes, and also see if they can have another peek at the next scan.

It's bedtime! Nighty night. I'll keep you posted.

conversations with a 2 year old

almost 3, I suppose.

In the car, driving home from Becky's house (his sitter).

Mum, wook!
what honey?
moon!
yes, that is the moon. The moon is really big today, isn't it?
a cookie!
it does look like a cookie. I wonder what it would taste like?
(making struggling noises from the backseat) Can't WEACH it! Can't WEACH, mum!
It is pretty far away, you're right. Hard to reach.
Idea!
what's your idea love.
Need a wadder (ladder)!
Oh, good idea babe, but mummy doesn't have a ladder in her car. It would take an awfully big ladder to get all the way to the moon, I'm not sure we have one big enough.
Idea!
another idea? what is it.
Need a pwane!
Oh, a plane, excellent! I bet if we had a special plane we could reach the moon cookie.
mmmm, cookie. I have one?

See how he works that? all about the cookies.

He comes around the corner of the island in the kitchen the other day.

hey mum.
hey buddy.
how you mekkin out?
How am I making out? Pretty good bud, how you making out?
good.
glad to hear it.

We go from this to the incoherent mumblings though, that I am proud to say I understand most of the time. This is my best phonetic spelling of a couple of nights ago, 90% asleep boy with a soother in his mouth.

mmmm. be-keh mah heh.

yeah, what? Fortunately, in context, and having heard this request clearly many times, I know he wants the blanket on his head. I can't sleep like that, but he loves it. If he doesn't have the blanket, he has Monkey on his face. Whatever works!

just when I get to thinking, sure, we'll be fine...

then I'm struck by some small detail like...I'm going to be responsible for TWO LIVES now. And my own, but that's sort of understood. It freaks me out. Also, our room is a good size, but we have giant furniture, and since the baby will have to share our room, that sort of makes it tricky to find a place for the playpen. We'll squeeze it in, but likely will have to rearrange some things...somehow. I'm just not cool with the 2 sharing a room. If we had to, we'd make do, but I feel like it's going to be a huge enough imposition, I don't want that to be one more thing. Hey honey, we brought home ANOTHER kid! Nice huh? Yes, and not only do you have to share the precious time previously owned by you, but you have to share your room too! Sorry you won't be sleeping well the next few months, but hey, neither will Mummy, so, at least I can relate.

Also, I have a picture. I thought it was about time I started documenting. This picture is from last weekend, so just over 25 weeks.



Lovely, I know. I tried to not do a headless picture, with the timer and some books serving as a tripod, but it was just a terrible picture. I looked like a 38 year old cousin of myself, so I opted for the original, tummy only shot. I have to see if I can find one from last time, hang on. Ooh, here's a nice, shirtless one? WTF was I thinking there?



Damn unflattering, not sure how different the 2 are.

Anyway. I have 2 friends with 2 babies now, and they're still alive, so I guess that gives me some hope. Kieran is generally a sweet, easy going guy, but then we have days like today where he's just tired and inconsolable for most of the day, and thus prone to irrational weeping and tantrums. We're very similar these days, what can I say.

who is this woman, and why does she get to have a baby with Matthew McConaughey?

so. unfair. it's not that I'm jealous, but seriously, who is this woman? I bet their kids are going to be UGLY. Fugly, even.

but the poor little fetus didn't get one present

I won't tell her, it would only make her sad. The wee lad, as usual, made out like a bandit. Basically I made a list of everything he might like, and my in-laws bought everything on it. Including some things that I had put on there as like, "books for Little Touch - he has these ones" and they bought those ones. His favourite gifts are blocks and a blocks farm animal puzzle, his cowboy hat (a real one, of course) and the ride-on digger.
Grant and I made out pretty well too, I got a Flip Ultra camera, some high brown boots, 2 cook books, all the stuff on my 'kitchen needs' list, and 2 new travel mugs. I'm keeping both, because I can have one at work and one for the purse for Starbucks etc. The most surprising (and very fun) gift was from Erin, she got me the box set of "My So-Called Life". Did you watch it? I did, and I loved it. Did you know there were only 19 eposides? Ever? I did not know that. Anyway, Grant and I watched a couple shows last night, and I was worried that it wouldn't be as good since I'm not 15, but it still is. It's good now too because there is actually a plot that follows the grown-ups, which I can't say I ever noticed the first time around. Also, hello Jordan Catalano. He's still a big attraction, I'll be honest. Although his "acting" in the early shows is a bit...melodramatic. I didn't care then, and I'm not going to let that get in the way now either.
Kieran needs a new shirt, he's got peanut butter on his. Tragic, I know! Later skaters.

well the dates, they are a changin

So, I have now 3 dates. Fun, I know. There's April 23, 26, and latest 27th. I'm fairly sure that the baby will choose to come whenever she darn well pleases, so I'm not putting too much focus on the exact dates. The doctors say the lmp date is more accurate, the ultrasound techs say the u/s date is more accurate, so...I pick the earlier one! I think u/s should be more accurate, especially early on, because even the most regular person can have a fluctuation of a couple of days here or there. It's pretty picky stuff though. Last time the u/s bumped me up a whole week, and my dr still wouldn't change my due date. Jerk. But again, not like it mattered in the end.

All else is well. My main worries from last time - the going overdue, the ending up on bedrest, and the crazy, so itchy I wanted to tear my skin off rash I got at the end and after Kieran arrived - have been alleviated. My ob said that I would likely deliver around my due date, that the itchy rash only occurs near the end and so I may have this baby before that happens, and that if I were to have whacks of those stupid fake contractions again, they would do a fetal fibronectin test, and if it were ok, they'd let me go about my business and get me to come back for another test in 2 weeks. I love that technology advances! She said where my body has shown that it will hold a pregnancy to term (and beyond...she actually chuckled as she reviewed my chart what with the bedrest and scheduled induction and all) that they wouldn't be nearly so cautious, esp if it were at 31 weeks or so again. I've scheduled my last day at work to be April 4th, which should give me some quality time with the boy and the house before the little one comes. I'm mainly referring to the baby as 'she', but there is always the off chance they were wrong, so I don't want to bet the farm, as it were. My friend Andrea just had her baby, a girl, a surprise since they weren't telling the sex when she had her u/s. They named her Ainslie Marion, which is a great name. It's close to a name I'm giving big consideration to. Or, have basically decided on, but am not telling everyone, because that's not as fun.

Anyway. I have to do dishes. They're never ending. It's so annoying. Work is almost done though, which is great. Christmas shopping is almost done, or almost as done as it's going to get.

even with the sweet pillow, it's just not the same

I've been on my own for the last few days. Grant went away to Quebec for work on Sunday, and won't be back until tonight. His parents jumped at the chance to babysit the boy for a few days, and after much negotiation (no, he can't stay with you for the whole week) they came to get him Wednesday morning, and will return him this afternoon. I was thusly able to see a movie with my dear friend Jenn and my sister, and have coffee with Jenn and Tiresa on Wed. night, and then able to scoot into town to pick up a toy for Kieran. Mom and Dad had gotten it for him, but it got badly damaged in shipping. They got their money back, but had no toy. So, I picked it up. They picked up the main thing that I had wanted to get Kieran, so we'll trade and be pretty much even I think. I also bought stickers. I forgot that I'm teaching some little kids here, and they like things like that. I'm working on reading with 2 sweet grade 3 girls, and one of them yesterday showed me her reading log and said, "Mrs. Estey usually gives us a sticker when we finish a book..." So I of course bought some last night. I had some, but they were giant and not really fun. I got a whole box of I don't even know how many stickers at Toys R Us in one of their out front bargain bins for $5. I'm pretty excited.

What else. I've been able to hear my little one's heartbeat and other moving-around noises with the help of a fetoscope from Tiresa. I had never seen one before, and it took me a couple of weeks before I could hear anything. It really does have to be very quiet, it's just a fancy stethoscope and not one of those fancy amplifying doppler's or anything, but it's just as fun to use, and gives you the "thump-thump" heartbeat sound that you're more used to hearing, rather than the odd "swish-swish" one that dopplers make. That's how I've been winding down for bed the last couple of nights. It's very relaxing.

I'm supposed to be working right now, as usual, but my reading group is not here today, so I find myself with unexpected bonus time on my hands. I've been staying late at work since Kieran went with his grandparents, so I figure I can slack off a bit now.

more pics of the wee lass

as far as they can tell, anyway. They won't promise anything, but we looked for a while and couldn't see any naughty bits sticking out, so the tech said she's pretty confident it's a girl baby. She was great, she gave us 4 pictures this time, and even let me pee halfway through. My bladder was so full it was actually impeding her ability to take pictures, blocking shots and stuff.

anyhoo, so that's big news, I'll leave you with some more pictures. She's waving in most of them, and I think sucking her thumb in the last one.









that is all!

well hello in there

Everyone has been like, really? You haven't felt movement yet? HOW far along are you? That's really weird, especially for your second pregnancy!
First off, that's not helpful. Don't ever say anything like that to a person, it's not going to make them feel better.
Anyway. I'm so glad I have this page, because I am then able to go back to this time last time, and I wasn't feeling K-baby kicking around until after the 18week ultrasound. I actually remember seeing him doing like, somersaults on the screen, and being really weirded out that I couldn't feel any of it. But the last week or so, I've been moving from the, "was that a muscle twitch, or..." to, "ok, there's definitely somebody in there." I know that I did know that already, I've *seen* the baby, and heard the heartbeat on 2 other occasions (the last time much more successfully than the first, the little one would not hold still any longer than was necessary for us to establish that there was in fact a baby with a heartbeat residing in my lower abdomen somewhere). It's still really nice to feel those little kicks and pokes. I know that in like, 2 months when they're more like angry jabs to my kidney and bladder, it won't be so much reassuring as annoying and sleep depriving, but for now it's good.
Going for the regular u/s on Monday. Going to Halifax this weekend to see my Grannie who's in the hospital with an aortic aneurysm. It is quite serious, but they're pretty confident they'll be able to fix her up as soon as they have a bed for her in ICU and can do the surgery. Coming back on Monday morning just in time for the scan. I'll post the pics when I get home.
That's it for now!

super shopper!

Which is good, cause my car cost me like $500 today.

I got this and this today. The first one is regular about $200 and was a floor model, undamaged, with all accessories, manual and a nice girl to show me how to fold it up, for 1/3 the price. The 2nd is on sale right now at Toys R Us, it's usually $60 and is half price. I'm very excited to go to bed tonight. I'm already not comfortable sleeping on my back, but if I sleep on my side all night my hips get sore. Nice. I tried a body pillow but they're so big, so I've been using a regular pillow, which isn't the right shape and is still kind of big.

(edit: I am so in love with my Snoogle pillow. I don't know that I'll ever be able to sleep without it.)

The stroller was funny though. Tiresa had seen it, and then decided that she really couldn't justify buying it despite the incredible price since she just has the one and she's like, tiny. She forgot about it, but then I mentioned today when we were out that I was going to get mom and dad to look for a 2-baby stroller when they go to Florida in the spring, and she was like, OH! I forgot about you! We have to go to Toys R Us! I was momentarily offended, but forgave her when I saw what she had in mind. Also, there was no UPC code to ring in, nor would manually inputting the code, so the cashier rang in 70 $1 charity star things. My receipt is really long.

I have nothing else to say, and TV is on. FINALLY got to see Taye Diggs with no shirt on. (I tried to find you a pic, but my battery is dying.) Bout time! Everyone who was supposed to have sex didn't, and the 2 who really shouldn't have, did. Also, Paul needs to tell what's her name that he loves her, so she doesn't feel like a total reject, even though she's kind of crazy anyway.

So, all in all, a good day. I think that

visuals

or, it could be nothing, and my uterus is just...ambitious

That's what Tiresa decided was going on when I told her that there is just one baby in there, no extra fluid, no extra anything, and the aforementioned baby (have to wait a few more weeks for the sex, they couldn't see clearly enough yet) is a mere 3 days farther along than I had worked out. So, tomorrow I'm 16 weeks. I've even updated the Lilypie counter thing accordingly. April 23 is the new due date, which is now the day before rather than 2 days after my sister's wedding, so not really any better. Maybe worse. As soon as I get home and Kieran's in bed I'll post the pictures. Probably just one, one is way more clear. Although, you can see a hand in the 2nd one, so I'll probably put that one up too.

I came into work this afternoon so that I could do this staff perception survey thing, thinking it was like, a thing, and it was just this stupid fill in bubble sheet thing that I could have done tomorrow. Ah well.

I should do some work while I'm here though.

finally!

that's right folks. As of tomorrow at about 10:30, I'll know what the HELL is going on in there. I was out of my office at a meeting for about half an hour, and when I got back, there was a message for me from Angela. I asked Marjorie, my TA who had taken the message, if Angela happened to mention who she was exactly. Marj said no, she said you'd know what it was about. ok. So I call back, and they answer, Hello, Ultrasound? I said, OH, you called me! I gave them my name, and the woman is like, hi, Sarah, we're wondering if you can come in for an appointment tomorrow. I said, yes. She laughed, she said ok, do you want to know what time? I said yes, but it doesn't matter, I'll be there. 10:30 it is. Messes up my day, in that I won't be at work for most of it, but I will go back for our after school meeting. I'll let you know whatever I find out, probably tomorrow night.

My first thought was that I was really excited. I've been waiting for this for 3 weeks now, and as far as I can tell I'm even moreso too big than I was at my last appointment. I can feel the top of my fundus (sounds like a dirty word, kind of) right at my bellybutton, and it shouldn't be there until at least 20 weeks. That's a good 5 weeks off. Anyway. So we have what, 4 possibilities. Wrong dates, giant baby, more than one baby, and excess fluid. I think the last one is probably the most likely to be causing this much of a discrepancy, but I'm really going to try to just let it BE and forget about it for tonight, since I'll find out for sure tomorrow. Just over 12 hours! Grant can't come, so Erin is coming with me. I told her I couldn't take any kind of news by myself, and she's never seen an ultrasound, so it's a win-win.

Ok. Going to watch Heroes and Prison Break and eat peanut butter m&ms. Mmm!