The Green Room

Either my breasts have gotten smaller (unlikely, given the way my bras are fitting) or my belly has moved farther away from them. If it’s option number two, that means baby is getting ready to be born, to which I say, hallelujah!

So, my doctor called me this afternoon to see how I was doing, and to tell me that they want to rerun one of my blood tests when I go up to the hospital this evening to drop off my other lab stuff. She was very happy to hear that I’d stayed home from [...]

So, I’m not having the baby tonight, but they told me at the hospital that they don’t think I’ll last longer than a week. Baby is still doing fine, but my body has apparently reached a point (or very nearly) where it just can’t handle being pregnant anymore. I could’ve told them that [...]

My doctor has scheduled me for a fetal stress test this evening up at the hospital, which means I still have plenty of time to go to work today, but my coworkers talked me out of it. They’re probably right. I won’t be at work tomorrow either, because one of the other things [...]

If my doctor were really worried, she would tell me to go to the hospital. Instead, she’s telling me to call her first thing in the morning about scheduling some more tests. Therefore, it’s not an emergency, and I don’t have to worry. I will keep repeating this until I believe it. [...]

I was going to go to yoga this morning, but I woke up just late enough that I could only make it if I rushed, and I didn’t feel like rushing. So instead I am having a leisurely breakfast and figuring out how to use skype, since my fancy new laptop has a microphone [...]

My doctor is “90% sure” that the baby is head-down, but she wants me to go in for an ultrasound next week to check, just in case. What the hell, at least we’ll get some more baby pictures out of it.

Today I got a compliment from a random stranger, addressed to me, not to my belly, and I nearly started crying because I was so happy. And it was a stupid little thing too, I was on my way back from getting coffee, which I always get in my own mug, which is purple. [...]

It only took me eight months, but I have finally reached the ’swollen fingers’ stage of pregnancy. I should have known I wouldn’t be able to escape it.

Yoga was interesting this morning. A lot of positions that I usually have no trouble with were just slightly out of my reach today. (There are already lots of positions that I can’t do anymore, or can’t do well. This is a new round of positions that I apparently can’t get to [...]