Friday night we went to a boat party for my husband's work. My friend Sarah helped me make a Bun in the Oven costume. We painted a box black, made it into an oven, drew a loaf of bread on a brown shirt, cut out a door and put saran wrap on the box so you could see my belly and topped my head with a teapot made of foil. The party was fun and I won most original, which won a target gift card (baby stuff!).
Saturday we went to birth class all day long. The best thing about the whole day is when Dave said at the end of the day " I didn't really realize before today how hard labor can be." This was so good because I finally feel like he will be really supportive. Gone are the days of the comments "Oh, just call me when you're pushing and I'll show up!" :)
I met with my high risk OB doctor today from Madigan. He drove here. He said baby sounds good and he answered some of my questions about labor, which I will go into more detail next post. Then I had a non-stress test and baby hearbeat for half hour was good. Then I had an ultrasound but couldn't see anything because the nurse kept the light on. And just as I think I'm finally leaving the hospital, I think to speak to the EFM coordinator again, who once again, gives me the doom and gloom scenerio and tells me the navy has no problem splitting my husband and I up and that will probably be their course of action. Again, I will explain this later more too. I'm just trying to summarize for now. So....because of that, I waited another two hours to see my primary care doctor to speak to him about his connections to Groton's hospital to discuss their level of care meeting my back needs. Long story short, we are still on hold for if and when we move and where. Gotta love the navy... The EFM people are the clowns, and the heartache is the wait.
More to come, hope you're so curious you'll come back!
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