Today we have our third weekly appointment. Brandon has been able to accompany me to all of them, which is nice because he wasn't able to make too many of the bi-weekly ones. These are the appointments with the actual exams where the doctor lets us know how things are progressing. They're a bit more exciting because we never know what she's going to say. At our first appointment she let us know that I was 1 cm dilated and not much else was going on. By week two we'd managed to progress to almost 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced. Progress, but nothing too exciting (which I quickly realized after reading that some women are 2 cm dilated for WEEKS). So we'll see what this afternoon holds for us. Despite the slow movement, Brandon has been busy telling everyone that we could "go at any minute". I keep telling him that I think he's being a tad optimistic, but secretly thinking that maybe I wouldn't mind so much if that were actually the case...then I could stop popping Tums like candy. We did get some exciting news at our first weekly appointment--I won a giant Enfamil gift basket! Or so the receptionist at the doctor's office claimed...I don't remember ever filling anything out for a drawing for the giant gift basket, and I'm pretty sure they just gave it to me to make up for the whole bed rest fiasco. Regardless, it was a pretty nice basket, so I accepted it without complaint. Now we've got lots of canisters of formula, just in case we need to supplement, and some cute little carrying/storage bags to use for bottles.
Aside from our weekly appointments, it's been business as usual around here. I've started working from home full time, and I think that Copper is thoroughly enjoying it. I feel like I've gotten most of the projects I wanted to finish completed, and have actually been at a bit of a loss lately when it comes to keeping myself busy. Brandon keeps telling me to sit down, relax and take a nap, but sleeping hasn't been the easiest task for me for the last few weeks. So instead I just kind of putz around. We're hoping to buy a nice camera this week, and to go to our big subdivision garage sale this weekend. And other than that, we wait...
My mom mentioned to me that she barely got to see what I looked like pregnant because I never took any pictures. This made me feel kind of bad. We're not big picture takers to begin with, and I feel like I exited out of the cute pregnant lady stage about 15 weeks ago. But I'll try to take a few pictures this week, just so everyone can see how giant I ended up. I have found that the big pregnant belly is good for giving me a place to balance my dinner plate, and for providing cute little babies with a comfy place to sit.
-- Julianna says "Who needs a Bumbo?" --
I'll do another posting once we return from the doctor, and will try to get a few more pictures taken and put up for all to see. We're in the home stretch! I haven't exactly been a crazy blogging fool, but I've done ok for my first time! I promise to try and keep it up until we bring that little one home!
Until next time...
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