Appointment #11

Today I left my doctor's office just sort of shaking my head. Sometimes they are just so in their zone of what they tell every patient, I just have to roll my eyes and nod my head.

I didn't have any sugar in my urine this time - no brekkie of Trix and Pepsi like last time. Ha! My blood pressure was my normal low self. They don't do internals weekly anymore like they did with #1, so unless I'm overdue or having contractions, it's just going to be very basic appointments the upcoming weeks. The heartbeat was 129 - so between the way I'm carrying and the heartrate, the old wive's tales are shouting "boy!". I told Nick we better get cracking on boy's names!!

And at this point is when I started tuning the doctor out. He looked at my chart and said that with my history, it's likely I'll go overdue again. So he said that in the next couple of weeks we'd have to start talking about "doing something" before the baby gets big, eats it's meconium, that sort of stuff. It's funny because with #1, even at my 41 week appointment, all this same doctor said was that they wouldn't let me go past 42 weeks, but we never discussed the "i" word. (Induction.) So, when the doctor started talking about it this time I said, "Dr. L, I understand what you are saying, but you know I don't agree with the due date so I'm not going to volunteer for anything until closer to the middle of the month." I explained that I'm sort of viewing 6/16 as my own personal cut off date. He nodded and said he understood, but we'll see what happens when the time comes because I feel like I just talking to the walls. Anyway, the funniest part is when I said something about work he asked me incredulously if I was still working. I said, "of course". Seriously...he just told me I'd go overdue and by their schedule I'm still about 3 weeks from my due date. Does he really think I'm just sitting at home?