The home stretch

My 34 week appointment was Tuesday. Molly and I both seem to be fine. The GD is well under control, I still don't have high readings, which is good. My weight gain this time around has been A LOT less than with Sam. Like about 50 pounds less so far!

I am constantly swollen right now. I guess it is a combo of the humidity and just being pregnant. I have sausage fingers and elephant ankles. Not comfortable or attractive. Still getting sick to the stomach but have come to accept that as a fact of life for the next few weeks. It will be weird to not wake up one day wondering whether or not I am going to need the trash can immediately.

I go back in two weeks and they will do a stress test on Molly because of the GD. That will be something new and interesting. Then, I start going to see Dr. Parrott every week until Molly comes out.

Bear with me a bit longer, dear friends. Psycho pregnant Tabitha is almost finished!

Begging and pleading

I tried. I tried to convince Dr. Parrott to take Molly out a week earlier than planned but he stubbornly refused. I used all sorts of debate tactics short of crying, I do have some dignity. So, she is officially scheduled with the hospital to arrive the morning of July 6th.

Other than my briefly humiliating begging scene, my appointment was fine, actually, a bit better than normal. I only have to stick myself once a day now and I actually lost 3 pounds. I guess removing all traces of sugar from one's diet is bound to have some sort of weight-loss effect even while pregnant. I am looking at this as a jump start on my post-baby weight loss program.

Sam came to this appointment with us today and she was rather disappointed herself that the baby just doesn't want to come out of mommy's tummy. I guess she thought we might leave with a baby. Trust me, Sam, mommy tried!

I am now starting to go every two weeks to see Dr. Parrott. My next appointment will be at 34 weeks.