So I think I have the most boring pregnancy ever.
I guess that's a good thing...no surprises since the whole calcification drama in October/November and not much discomfort besides sleeping. Moms around the Willamette Valley reading this probably want to smack me because I'm complaining that I have nothing to complain about....maybe they are right.
Went to the weekly drs appointment today, all is well...my tummy is measuring at 37 cm...normal is 39, but no one is concerned. I'm dialated a whole 1.5 cm and 50% effaced. Dr. Lee said the "baby is low" which is a good thing I'm guessing. I gained a little over a pound this week...I'm now at 148.9 lbs. My dad informed me yesterday that he only weighs 18 pounds more than me. What a guy. A way-too-skinny-to-be-a-grandpa guy.
Big snow storm is coming, so I hope I don't get stuck somewhere when this baby comes!
Doctor predicts the baby's arrival at our due date, what a shocker....but she says I shouldn't be late, and I shouldn't need inducing, but we will see. I doubt she ever puts money down on anything like this, because it's all just guessing from where I sit.
Gotta go meet the pediatrician now!