Disappointments

Today we went in early for my NST, and like always Lorelai reacted well. She's head down once more, and I'm hoping she stays that way. For the love of god, child, you are not an acrobat. I had Centering next, and found out that I am one of only three of our group that is still pregnant. So we had a mini-Centering where we talked and had our assessments. They told us that since there were only three of us, the MFMs wouldn't be coming downstairs, but that we would go upstairs. So upstairs we went and I got to sit for an entire hour waiting to be seen. HURRAH.

I saw the doctor for a few brief minutes where he looked over my blood sugar logs, made a note of my current insulin dosage, and I asked about the induction date because we are about two weeks away from when I'd been told would be the time of relative induction and we're anxious to make sure that Matt has that day and the next few off work. He didn't want to set a day today, but said that it would likely occur in a week at my next prenatal visit when they would do a cervical check to see if I'm dilating/effaced yet. I may get the induction date on Friday if she's measuring too small.

So there's a week left to wait before we find out when that deadline for pregnancy is.

I realize that if they set the date today it wouldn't be any sooner than if they set it next week, and I'm not terribly anxious to give birth. I just want to know. You know, so I can obsessively plan and count down weeks, days, hours, and minutes. As I do.

However, I'm going to focus on the good. The kiddo is head down, and I got to do my own Group B strep swab, meaning that no strangers were allowed to come near my junk with Q-tips. Now I am going to tuck myself into bed for a nap, and after dinner head over to my mother-in-law's house.