I saw the doctor this morning. I brought Stewart with me, both for moral support and also so that I wouldn’t have to repeat what the doctor said, if he said anything of consequence.
Bottom line: no plans to induce yet. The doc whipped out the ultrasound machine just to see what’s where. Head down, butt in the air, knees and hands sticking out of my right side. I’m measuring at 38 weeks, which is just a few days ahead of schedule. All in all, everything looks good, and I’ll go back next Wednesday. Stay tuned.
Now it’s naptime.
Later: I’m updating this to add my complaints.
I am now puttering around the house after giving up on a nap that could have been blissful. It wasn’t. Napping is hard. Sleeping is hard. I am very uncomfortable. I’m hot and sweaty and I am the size of a Dumpster which is really hard to position even with pillows. I am heavy and I can’t bend down easily. I have heartburn that will not go away no matter what.
I am looking forward to having this baby and then healing and getting back to my normal energy level. But not until after April 15. That’s only 11 more days. I can make it.