Blood pressure normal. Pee stick normal. Heart rate normal. Baby is head down. Take that! As predicted, we passed everything with flying colors.
Still, I'm horribly uncomfortable (wholly unlike my experiences with Luke and Evie). The pain is ridiculous since apparently all my stomach muscles are stretched out from the first two babies (thanks, Evie and Luke). So, basically, I'm carrying around 16 additional pounds with muscles that have no elasticity left. In other words, it is like the elastic in my pantyhose is shot and I'm trying to carry around a bowling ball in front of me. No joke, it sucks and it hurts. I'm sure I would recommend a third child to anyone, but I'm not certain I would recommend a third pregnancy.
Additionally, my pubic bone feels bruised every time I stand up and start walking. I can walk it out, but the more I walk the more I hurt later. Dr. said that with each child there is a hormone that allows a strip of cartilage in that bone to relax and stretch to allow the baby to pass through. Well, I guess with the third one it is super stretchy and there is some significant pain involved that cannot be helped with anything. (And when I say "significant" I don't mean anything as bad as actual child birth - but a steady and constant feeling of bruising and sharp pains when I stand up and walk). Lucky me. So, the belt I bought a few days ago was a useless effort to relieve this pain. Plus, the belt simply pushed on my bladder and hiked the baby up into my ribs. Sounds comfy huh? I ditched it this morning after the doctor said she really doesn't recommend them because, in her experience, the belts don't give that much added support or relief. Perhaps I'll foist it off on some unsuspecting pregnant lady. What a rip.
Good news is that there were no lectures about my blood pressure or my weight. That's always good. At this point in my pregnancies with the first two, I had already received a lecture about not letting my weight get out of hand. I don't think I weigh any less, I just think it has redistributed. So, the extra weight I was carrying to begin with has now shifted (probably permanently) to my ass and thighs. What a gift - now I'll have to go buy all new jeans for my super sized ass. Can't wait for that shopping trip. Enough bitching for now.
On the bright side, I'm finally starting to redo the nursery for little George. I ordered and received new bedding. I picked up some cute puppy dog pictures to replace the pink confections we hung up for Evie. Now I just need to start pulling out Luke's stuff and getting ready for our precious arrival. We're so excited about George, despite all my bitching (or maybe because of all my bitching). I also visited and secured a spot for George at a new school today. It is a relief to have that issue settled since we left the old school without being on a waiting list somewhere else. So, things are progressing and hopefully around Christmas, we'll have a new little face to add to the blog.