Reality Check

We're almost to the end of this pregnancy - thank goodness!! It has been 9 months of dysfunction basically. First, the scare with the blood screening resulting in amniocentesis last May. Then, the horrible stomach bug in July that put me in the hospital overnight. Third, getting diagnosed with peripartum cardiomyopathy at 33 weeks. Now, at my 37 week appointment last week, she hooked me up to the 2 belts that graph the baby's heart rate and my contractions and saw some decelerations of the baby's heart rate that she didn't like. She wanted me to go to labor and delivery as soon as possible. I had to make arrangements first for Grace who I was supposed to pick up from school in an hour. I knew Steve was unreachable and when I could get a hold of him, needed him with me. Her school was more than accommodating in making sure she'd get lunch and a nap and would just need to be picked up by 3. Thankfully, Steve's mom was willing and able to drive the 2 1/2 hrs to get Grace from school.

Once I was hooked up to all the machines, got an IV, had blood drawn, and had a sonogram, everything turned out fine. There's just several people in line wanting to have a talk with Claire when she arrives.

Speaking of, my induction date is Monday, October 26. The girl doing the sonogram couldn't believe how much hair she could see. It left us wondering if it'll be as much as Grace had? What if it's dark instead of all the blonde hair Grace was born with?? She was about 12 oz smaller than Grace at the same point too.

So after laying in the hospital worrying about all I needed to do, I managed to tackle some of it this weekend while I was supposed to be on bedrest. I got some newborn diapers and couldn't believe how tiny they were. I think in my mind that I think of a baby as Grace's size. Nope, these diapers wouldn't be big enough to clean Grace's runny nose.

a tissue, Claire's diaper, Grace's diaper