37 Weeks

Yesterday, I went for my 37 week check up. I was scheduled to see Dr. Clark (the high-risk specialist), but after waiting for 3 HOURS the medical assistant asked if I minded seeing Shannon the nurse practitioner since it would probably be a couple more hours before Dr. Clark was available. At that point if they had said they had a medical monkey available I would have readily agreed. Anyway, I had had some concerns that Emily was behaving way too much like her mother and had managed to be ass-backwards, or in more polite terms, breech. However, Shannon (the ARNP) did the exam and said she could definitely feel the sutures of the head so she was not breech. BIG relief! She also said that I was still dilated one centimeter. That was kind of a bummer. I had been daydreaming all the way to the Dr. office about being told that I was dilated several centimeters and about to have this baby. But, Emily must be a little too comfortable in her warm, watery digs and in no hurry to make a grand entrance. Oh, well. I have waited this long, I guess I can manage to wait awhile longer.

On a funnier note...

Last night a pretty vicious sinus infection began to make itself known by means of a killer headache. In an attempt to relieve the ache, I went to bed with a cool washcloth over my eyes. At some point during the night, the washcloth must have fell off my face and onto the bed because it made a huge wetspot. Later during the night I rolled over into the wetspot. After a few moments of wondering why in the world my rear end was wet and cold, I suddenly sat straight up (well, kind of. I really kind of pulled myself into a semi-sitting position) convinced that my water had broken. After a few moments my mind cleared and reality set in and I realized that the only water I was feeling had come from the bathroom tap. I really think I am thinking about this WAAYYY to much...