The kicking continues. I tried to get Jake to feel it, because it's much, much harder than, say, last week, but he can't feel it on my stomach yet. Too bad. Maybe a few more weeks.
Had my next appt on Thursday. It was fine. The office was SUPER quiet, because everyone cancelled due to the freezing ass cold, but I got to leave work early, so I didn't care. And I was in and out very quickly. Blood results were fine. I still have B+ blood type. Nothing exceptional. Listened for the heart beat, which he had to put the heart listener thingy halfway into my belly button to hear it. I thought that was funny. He felt my tummy and said it was growing fine.
The only thing that bothered me was that he commented on my weight gain. Like it was bad. I have, to date, gained 8 pounds. 8! I didn't gain weight for months. Plus, that includes what I lost while I was so sick that never really showed up on the scale, because I am PREGNANT! Anna, his nurse, was happy that I gained weight. The Dr. seemed like I should be watching my weight. Granted, I wasn't light to begin with, so I shouldn't be gaining TOO much, but I'm up 8 pounds. 1 pound, at least, is the baby that I'm carrying. grrrr....
Whatev, I say. I do what I want. And if I want to drink choco milk all day long, then I will. Now, if I really start to sky rocket, then I will lay off a bit. But, at 24 weeks, I think that I'm just fine. 15-25 pounds is what they say you should gain if you're overweight to begin with. 25-35 if you're average weight. 25-40 if you were underweight. Eff off, Dr.!! :)
I also picked Elmbrook Memorial to go to as well, because it's 2 mins from the Dr.'s house, according to Anna. Which works for me. I signed up for the "Childbirth Express" class today too. $80.00, for the two of us. Which is okay. Plus, it's one Saturday of our time, instead of 4 weeks, one night a week. Yuck. I just really want the tour and what they do/don't do. I don't really care too much about the rest. I'm a wimp, so it's going to suck either way until I get that epidural. Woot!
I'm hungry, so it's lunch time.
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He's worried about 8lbs?? I mean...I'm not pregnant and I think I've gained more than throughout this holiday season! DOH!
Anyway, glad to hear things are going well! So exciting...
Go on and drink that choco milk!!!!!
Becky S.
I know, right? I think that it's really just because he's old. It almost like he forgets where I am some days. And where I started. That's okay. A few more months and I will probably end up switching to a different OBGYN anyway. He's gonna retire eventually. Or soon.
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