In The Homestretch

Today was my last prenatal appointment. Beforehand we went into the hospital and had a non-stress test done. Everything looked good with the baby and no contractions to speak of (just my usual "irritable uterus"). The doctor said everything seems fine with the baby. I'm measuring large but that's no surprise.

I have an ultrasound on Thursday just to see the size and position of baby. Then on Monday I have to go into the hospital again to have the bloodwork done for the bloodbank stuff for the surgery. I'm also supposed to get my blood pressure and protein checked that day, and then we will be good to go ahead with the c-section on the Wednesday. Only 9 days to go!

Addy's birthday party is this Saturday and I'm very excited for it, although a little stressed too. There's alot to get done before, but as it happens this cold weather has gotten Jamie put off work until further notice, so I at least have his help to get the house in shape for all the company we will be having. Fortunately we were able to get a fair bit done yesterday, so that leaves me with a much shorter list for the week.

Mozart and Casper we supposed to go see the groomer tomorrow but she cancelled because of the weather. I guess she's had dogs get sick before when they get groomed when it's so cold out. But she said that she'll for sure get us in before the 6th. I'm hoping it will be this week before the party so that we have clean, good-smelling dogs when we have a houseful of people.

This morning I was feeling a little under the weather, but after having a long nap this afternoon when we got home, I feel better. I'm almost there now, so I am trying to concentrate on the finish line and not how difficult this last bit of pregnancy is. The emotional rollar coaster is here to stay for awhile I think. Feeling so miserable (yes, I know, pregnancy is a wonderful thing, but I feel like I've been pregnant for almost 2 years and this part of pregnancy no matter how smoothly it goes, is nowhere close to being fun) has made me a bit of a basketcase, and it doesn't take much to make the tears flow. And I seem to be in a neverending grouchy mood, but I am trying to hang in there and be pleasant and happy.