Monday, August 4, 2008

Ahhhh....the Golden Ring

Guess who is off of bed rest? (well, kind of).

Me! 17 weeks of bed rest is done (well, mostly), we made it to 36 weeks, the golden ring we thought we would never grasp.

So my OB would prefer I make it to 37 weeks and doesn't want to lift all my restrictions, but I think we're just being greedy at this point. Of course I want her to cook as long as she needs, but it's not like I'm running a marathon.

I don't however, want her to go overdue. I get all wound up about things that could happen. Like if I see one more Discovery Health show where a baby is born with meconium all over it, I might scream. Poo in the amniotic fluid is a concern. A concern that gets greater if you go past your due date. Hence, one of many reasons why I am OK with getting to 40 weeks, but I know my anxiety level will start to sky rocket if we go any further.

Also, I gave myself a pedicure a couple days ago, and at 9 months pregnant, that is no easy feat. (ha!!, feet, feat. get it?). Really, it takes hours. I hate getting pedicures so I've managed to do it myself this whole time. Each time I say, "I think that's the last time I'll be able to do that" but somehow, my bed rest body is able to contort enough to get those toes all purty and painted. However, this last time I think really will be the last. So, ideally, little miss will make an appearance before my toes need attention again. Which is about 2 weeks, give or take a couple days. Are you listening? Mama does not want to go get a pedicure. Don't make me.

A few noteworthy things from the past week:
  • I was dilated one centimeter at my last appt. Surely it has nothing to do with the fact that I may have cheated a tiny bit last week and gone on some walks.
  • I believe I lost most of my mucus plug over the weekend. Sadly, I didn't get a picture to post! Ha.
  • I have less contractions now than I have the entire pregnancy. It's as if this is some kind of cruel joke.
  • I was re-tested for Group B Strep and it - poof! - seems to have disappeared. Bizarre. But, one less thing to worry about.
  • My OB proclaimed my weight gain thus far excellent (I'm not ashamed to say I'm up about 25-30 pounds, for those that are wondering) despite 17 weeks of bedrest and a clearly unhealthy obsession with mini Twix bars, and a disturbing disinterest in vegetables.
  • My laptop stumped the local computer fixers and has been referred to a specialist. Seriously, even my material possessions have to see specialists?

7 comments:

Kendra said...

WAHOO! Enjoy the freedom...besides not getting a pedicure, what will you do? :)

Emma B. said...

You made it! Yay! (Can't wait until I'm writing the same post in four weeks...)

Diana said...

YAY for being off bedrest!! That is fantastic!

Cibele said...

Congratulations !I had my baby at 36 weeks and she was (and is) healthy .

KK said...

Yay! Congrats on making it to 36 weeks!!!

sara said...

Can't believe I missed this huge post for you...congrats I am so proud of you!!!!!!! Thanks so much for the kind words and encouragement lately. You truly make me smile and give me some hope that things can turn out okay and we can make it to the end mark. So thank you for that. Congrats again...truly awesome :-)

sara said...

Forgot to say you're lookin good there girl!!