I've been slacking on posting. It's just that I have nothing to say - not a whole lot is going on except for complaints really. Well, not even a whole lot of complaining going on. I'm tired, that stinks but it's not horrible. I'm starting to get sore, but it's not nearly as bad as I was with my first - and that pregnancy started being uncomfortable at around 20 weeks, so I'm just happy that I've made it thus far with pretty much no problems.
I hate my doctor, butttt there's not much I can do about that, because I can't really switch doctors. And I don't even really hate her, I just... Don't like her. I get the feeling she's so new at this doctoring thing that she's going by the book because she doesn't have any experience doing things any other way, and that makes me nervous. I don't, the last visit we had was VERY frustrating. First of all, I waited an hour and forty five minutes before she came in to see me. And, I get it - they're doctors and are busy, so I expect this to happen every once in awhile, but it seems I never get out of there under an hour - and that's if I'm lucky. The majority of it is just waiting. I've said it before - I don't understand how it's OK to tell me that if I'm more than 10 minutes late to my appointment, it will be canceled and I will be billed for it, and if it happens more than 3 times I'll be released from the practice, BUT they can let me sit in a room for over an hour, and I'm just supposed to wait?
Anyway, the day before I had felt kind of crampy, had what I thought were a few contractions, and just felt off. I didn't feel off enough to go into the ER, but off enough that I wanted to mention it to her. However, when I went into her office, I was pretty sure that all the cramps/contractions/off-ness feeling was most likely the baby moving into a different position - my husband commented that my stomach looked smaller, I physically felt different, the baby was kicking in different spots, and when she went to find the heartbeat, it was in a different spot than it had been my whole pregnancy.
However, she still wanted to order a NST for me. She wanted me to go RIGHT THEN and have it done. I had my son with my who was literally on the floor throwing a fit. If I had thought something was wrong with the baby? I wouldn't have hesitated. But I really felt like everything was fine - again, I think she was just trying to go by the book.
Anyway, there was a mix up and the front desk person thought she wanted me to schedule a NST - when really she wanted me to go upstairs to labor and delivery to have one done. I didn't correct her, and since it was late Friday afternoon, they couldn't get me in till Monday. Monday rolls around and I'm sick with his horrible cold, so I call and cancel. Then, to cover my ass if my doctor ask me why I didn't reschedule, I called today to see if they even wanted me to reschedule. Movements, again, have been consistant, and I have an ultrasound (which I don't want, but whatever) and a doctors appointment next Friday.
The nurse was kind of rude, which they always are, which is another reason I'm not a fan of my office, and told me to just wait till the ultrasound because she couldn't get me in for a NST before my ultrasound anyway. Fine with me. But then I had another question about some shoulder pain I was having - I'm pretty sure it's no big deal, but I of course, made the mistake of googling shoulder pain in pregnancy, and it can be some pretty scary things, so I wanted to mention it to her ro see if she thought it was serious.
"Well, we can discuss that at your next appointment." And again, in not such a nice voice.
OK, so while I'm happy she didn't demand me coming into labor and delivery to get checked out (as some phone nurses will do - have you come in over NOTHING.) I still would have liked her to be a little more reassuring. "Oh, it's probably nothing, but if you experience x,y, and z, make sure you come in or call us back." would have been nice.
I dunno, no offense to any nurses out there, because my Mom is one, and I know how hard y'all bust your asses, and how little credit you get, but EVERY phone nurse I've ever come into contact with is a major bitch. I dunno if maybe it's because they're busy and have the added duty of answering phone calls as well, but seriously, you don't have to be mean about it. It happens ALL the time at my son's pediatrician's office.
Anyway, so that's pretty much my biggest frustration right now. I dread going to doctors appointments, and I dread it even more because soon I'll be going weekly. I am semi-excited for my ultrasound. It'll be neat to see how big Sprout is, and if he's head down and ready for the world. Plus, even though I know it's not likely, I'm hoping that MAYBE he'll flash the goods and we'll get a confirm that he's really a he. But I also don't want it because I don't want them to estimate him on the large side and then try to say I can't try for my VBAC. But, I really don't feel like like he is large, so... Maybe it'll end up working out in my favor? Keep your fingers crossed please.
We're almost to the end, and that makes me happy. I'm ready to see the new baby with Cayden, I'm ready to hold him, andddd I'm ready for him to just be here. However, we still don't have a name. which makes me SUPER nervous, but a lot of people told me it may just be that we have to see him to know him. We shall see.
My baby shower is on the 24th, and I'm excited for that, and excited for October to be over, because then we have one month left, and November is pretty much empty of things to do, with the exception of Thanksgiving and my cousin's wedding, so I'm going to RELAX.
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