I had a very uneventful check up today with my obstetrician. My blood pressure was 104/60. I gained 6 pounds this week...all water. I am swollen like road kill in the August sun. I have no ankles and the fat protrusions from my hands that more closely resemble knockwurst than what most of you call fingers. But I guess this is par for the waning days of gestation.
I'm still only 1 cm dialated and no where near being effaced. I would think all of these persistant contractions I have experience this week would have done something. It looks more and more like an induction on the 8th. We are finishing packing the bag tomorrow though, just in case.
The ultrasound was good. The Deuce is still head down and actually is facing my back. I did get to see a weird habit of hers that we've noticed during the last few sonograms. She likes to keep her left foot up by her ear while she sleeps. I guess she is quite the limber little baby, ain't she? I have no idea how that is comfortable.
All in all, I guess an uneventful visit is a good visit. No news is good news, right?