Wednesday, January 9, 2002


Time flies
Well, I had my final 4 week doctor visit today. From now on, I have to go every 2 weeks. I can't belive I'm at that point. The midwife said, "It's time to start packing that hospital bag and getting the carseat installed." It was so wonderful to hear that. I can't belive how excited we are. The visit went great. I only gained another half pound which brings me to a grand total of 11 pounds. So, at 7 and a half months, I think 11 pounds in pretty darn great - so does my midwife. Everything else was standard. We heard the heartbeat which was great. I was measured and she has me at 32 weeks. That's only 2 weeks more than I actually am. Last time I measured 4 weeks more than I am! Her head is down and the midwife said she probably won't move much so she's all set to come out and meet us. Guess she's as excited as we are. The doctor even drew on my stomach with a marker exactly where Maggie is positioned. It's so cool! I'm going to take a picture. So...all is well for now. I guess I'll have another update in 2 more weeks.
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Monday, January 7, 2002


It's almost over!
I will be 30 weeks pregnant tomorrow. I can't believe it. 30 weeks down and only 10 short more to go! It's almost over and Maggie will be here before we know it. I have my last 4 week appointment on Wednesday. After that it's every 2 weeks for me. It's getting so close. With all that being said and 30 weeks of pregnancy behind me - let me share what has become my biggest pet peeve of pregnancy. I am so tired of every woman who has ever been pregnant feeling the need tell me and complain about how horrible her pregnany is or was. For one thing, are they trying to scare me or freak me out? And secondly, how could anyone possible COMPLAIN about such a wonderful thing? My pregnancy has been far less than a walk in the park. You name the sympton, I've had it. There are two dents in my bathroom floor tile from where I threw up so much. I've been constipated, had diarreah, shortness of breath, headaches, muscle aches, the list goes on and on. You name the sympton - I have suffered from it. But, the very last thing I would ever do is complain or whine about it. I would not dream of sending my best friend an email about how "terrible" my pregnancy has been. There is no way I could chat with my 'net friends and whine about the never ending nausea I still feel at 7 and 1/2 months. It just seems so ungreatful to me. Pregnancy is such a wonderful gift from God. Complaining about symptoms to me is like opening a giant gift from your parents and saying, 'WOW, this is a great gift, but it took so long to unwrap and I got a papercut while doing it. But, I really love it." How selfish and ungreatful would that sound? To me, that is exactly what these women are doing. "Gee God, I couldn't be happier that there is a healthy baby growing inside of me, but I'm so sick all the time, can't you make that stop?" GET OVER IT. It's a part of pregnancy and the reward at the end is worth 9 years of the symptoms. There are thousands upon thousands of women who would give their last dime to "suffer" through the same. So, you will NEVER hear me whine or complain about how terrible this pregnancy has been, (The only thing I want Maggie to know about my pregnancy is how her Daddy and I could hardly wait for her to arrive). And you will most certainly never hear me telling a newly pregnant woman all my "horror" stories. All she will hear from me is what a miracle and blessing it is. I thank God everyday that it's the woman who gets to carry the baby. The past 7 and 1/2 months have been wonderful. WHEW! I feel better now. That's been irritating me for a while. I'm done ranting now.
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