Doctor’s appointment was today.  The nurse kept making comments and hand gestures showing how horrified she is at how big I am.  She also refused to believe me when I told her I had been a little grumpy lately……she said I just didn’t have a face for it…LMAO….if only she knew.  The doctor also made a few comments about my copious belly.  Then she checked my cervix……or tried to.  I had told her about the daily contractions and she assured me that there HAD to have been a change by now so she violates my poor nether regions, causing me to squirm and say “OW!” a couple times.  In the end, she couldn’t get to my cervix.  Her excuse was that Lukas’ head is so low she just kept jabbing his head and that if she had to go the angle to get to my cervix to feel if I’m dilated, I’d be screaming.  I’m glad I could fore go the screaming, but I’m left asking myself how the hell I’m supposed to get a kid out of there with all the hoo hoo complications I seem to be having…being tilted and…well…..petite.  I kind of half hope that labor makes the thing open up like the Lincoln Tunnel and the little creep can just walk out with minimal damage to my tender bits.  I’ll just keep thinking that.  Lincoln Tunnel.  Yeah.  The doctor tried to make an effort to keep me from screaming by saying “you might be one centimeter!”  That totally didn’t help!  How the hell are they supposed to keep track of this when I’m in labor?!?  Ugh.

On the upside, I only have two weeks left at the most.  My last weekly appointment is next Thursday and if all is still the same, she’ll make an appointment to have me induced that next week, so I won’t be going over.  I don’t really want to be induced because I have read/heard some really terrible horror stories about it, but I also don’t want to be pregnant forever so I’ll do what I have to do .  People are wondering if I’m more anxious to not be pregnant anymore or to have my baby and I’ll enlighten you.  It’s both.  I really want my body back, but I am also REALLY excited to meet my son and finally hold him in my arms.  I can’t wait to look in his face and see a little bit of me and a little bit of Jessie.

I mostly just wanted to blog to keep everybody informed that I am still pregnant and looking like I’ll be this way for a bit longer.  Thanks for all the well-wishing, and I’ll keep you guys in mind when I change the first poopy diaper.  You get that honor!

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