36 Weeks

I was actually surprised at these pictures. I feel about three times this size. Literally. I also feel 10x bigger than with my first two, but I pulled up a picture of me with Will at 37 weeks and it didn't look incredibly different. Remember how they always did extra ultrasounds with Ruth because I was so small? They did an ultrasound here and at my next appointment the dr.'s first comment was that my baby was surprisingly big and normal-sized for how small I carry. Haha. But whether I LOOK huge or not, the feeling is definitely there. Rolling over in bed is this huge ordeal. I can't bend over to put my shoes on very well and poor Ruth has been nominated to put hers AND Will's shoes on because it's too much bending for me. I feel like I waddle--a lot. 

What else. This baby is still breech. The doctor told me he'd do an external cephalic version at 37 weeks (which is what I had done with Ruth, and even though it didn't work with her it has worked 5 out of 6 times for two of my sisters). Then, probably because it is so uncommon, found out that hospital policy requires scheduling an induction at the same time as the version, which means they won't schedule it until 39 weeks. Even though I don't need an induction at the time of a version. Go figure. They're trying to work around it for me. I hit 37 weeks on Friday and was hoping to schedule the version that day. 

In the meantime, I'm a complete basket case. I can hardly sleep because when I lay down the baby moves and I sit there wondering 'Is that a head? Is it moving downward? Should I turn to my other side to help it move?' it's really ridiculous. I spend most of my waking time thinking the same thoughts. I'm pretty positive right now she is sideways--head in my ribs on the right and legs in my ribs on my left. PLEASE move down head, PLEASE!?!?!  I really don't want a c-section. Not just because of the c-section itself, although for that too, but because it is unheard of to have a v-back in Florida, so I'd end up with a second c-section automatically and then my chances of ever having a v-back again are slim to none. The only bright side is that on Sunday I was talking to the bishop's wife and she has had five c-sections and she said that Dr. D (my new doc) was the very best experience and fastest recovery she's ever had with any of her c-sections. That's nice to know since I really do like the doctor-I'm just getting so frustrated with all of the ins and outs of appointments and scheduling here. I have an hour wait at LEAST every time I go in (which I hear is pretty normal of all offices around, so stupid). Last time we arranged Sterling's schedule specifically so he could come because he had never met my doctor yet and THEY WOULDN'T LET HIM BACK!?! I had already gotten a little upset due to the hour and twenty minute wait, so when they told me that he couldn't come I said he definitely WAS coming back with me. The poor nurse. I know she's just following whatever stupid rules they have, but after that a front desk/management lady escorted us around. Ruff.

Will's diaper leaked in his car seat the other day (a much-used swim diaper, I should have known better and changed him before driving home, oh well) so I took out his car seat to wash it. Which led to vacuuming and washing the van. Which led to putting Ruth's car seat in the back and the new baby's car seat in the front by Will. So weird to see THREE car seats in our van!!!!! Since Ruth can do her car seat up by herself and I can reach an arm back to undo it without crawling back there, it's really not too bad. Just a little bit crazy! I plan on pulling out our tote of baby girl clothes after I finish the regular laundry today and getting her clothes all clean and ready. It's probably a couple weeks premature, but seeing those itsy bitsy newborn clothes is always a fun process!

Yay for being SO close to the end!