Going in AGAIN to be monitored

Unlike yesterday and the day before, I have absolutely NO SIGNS today of being anywhere near labor. Sweetie is shaving anyway just in case (who wants to get kissed by a bristly whiskery daddy?) and then we'll have our breakfast and head over there. Don't expect any big news. Not this morning anyway.

Italian Vocabulary Lesson

Today my doctor told me that I am starting to look like a MONGOLFIERA. 

Repeat it with me:

 MONGOLFIERA. 

Mom Fine. Kid Fine. Tardiness Runs in the Family.

I feel generally upbeat today and thankful that the only thing I have to complain about is that Sugar is late (but, as Sweetie says, What is he/she late for?) Apparently Sweetie himself was induced two days after his due date, and we know that Sugar is not from a long line of punctual people, (which I can guarantee does not improve once they are born, either!).

Of course, my only worry NOW is that Sugar will be born Oompa Loompa size and we will have to enroll him or her directly into nursery school!

But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. 

Today I go in again for monitoring

My appointment is at 11:30 but we have some errands to run downtown, so we'll do those first. I'm feeling a little more upbeat since there are finally some signs that Sugar is preparing for his/her debut (I'm not supposed to share these with the blogosphere as they refer to bodily functions and organic material that is seriously NASTY but when its yours is BEAUTIFUL. I'll just wait until YOU'RE pregnant and tell you all about it, okay?).

Monitoring today should be a simple affair of putting me on a bed next to another overdue whale and strapping me up to the monitoring machine for about an hour. I have to remember to dress like an onion since I about poached in there last time...

I know you're tired of my complaining (but then again, what the hell are blogs for??), but I just have to mention that  it's nearly impossible to read while you're being monitored because the whale on the next bed wants to chat and because you have a gameshow buzzer in your hand that you're supposed to click when you feel the baby moving. So no knitting either. You're stuck there. Just you, the other belly, your own belly, some small talk and your thoughts. BORING!

I have to go in for monitoring again on Saturday. Good thing I live like five minutes from the hospital. I could walk there for delivery (Sweetie wouldn't mind, then he wouldn't have to try to find parking, which is IMPOSSIBLE).

Enjoy your Thursday.

If nothing by Monday they'll induce

Which seems fair. That would be 2 weeks after due date. I may be a little over being pregnant, but being induced is not something I would particularly opt to be, given the  choice.

I guess everything else is fine, though. I have the blood pressure of a ninja.

Today I had an ultrasound (not satisfying. I couldn't recognize anything, as usual). The doctor said Sugar's head is already in position, which means its dropped in the last couple of days (probably when I started feeling crappy and not wanting to move anymore on Saturday. I could feel that head fall directly onto my bladder). My belly is still "high" though, if you look at it. So I guess that's part myth. Will let you know if it drops, too.

They monitored for contractions and baby heartbeat. All okay.

I have to go in on Thursday for another visit and then again on Saturday. On Monday they will keep me and induce if nothing happens before that.

The doctor did a little visit that about sent me through the roof (messing with my membranes!! OUCH!) and said that at least I'm not completely closed. Let's hope that the contractions I had all afternoon because of that visit will get me even closer.

I got home and slept all afternoon.

That's it for now!

Weeeeeeee're off to see the doctor...

The wonderful doctor of Burlo. We hear he/she is a wonderful doc if ever a doc there was. If ever a whether a doctor there was the doctor of Burlo is one because because because because becaaaaaaause....

because of the wonderful things he or she does (national health care. You never know who you'll get. But I like them all)...

Just gotta finish my coffee and tuna sandwich are we'll head out (unlike baby!! ha ha. very punny!!!).

Ho Hum.

I don't have anything more to blog. I took the dog out for a walk this morning (thinking walking might get Sugar interested in escaping...NOT). Then made oatmeal cookies. They were okay. Then I knit a bunch. Still have 20cm to go on my blue baby blanket (is that what Sugar is waiting for??)...

But nothing else is new. My back doesn't even seem to hurt anymore, and that was my big hint that I was getting close...

The only thing that makes me feel a little better is that this wait can't go on much more than a week at most. Tomorrow I go to the Doctor. We'll see what happens there.

:(