Bounce

Here's how big I was last week. Today, I found out I'm even bigger - when the receptionists at the OB/Gyn assume that you're near term, well, you're big.

I'm actually feeling OK and like the delivery is not eminent - now that I've passed the absolutely worst days for going into labor (pre-dissertation defense), I feel like it is going to be another couple of weeks. As if feelings mean anything. The non-stress tests have been good, the ultrasounds are reasuring, and no doctor has said "induction" to me in weeks. My guess is that it will come up again in two weeks if someone else hasn't decided to do something on their own.

The dropped heartbeats were far fewer during the last non-stress test, and while I hate to get too excited, I'm feeling like that might actually get resolved instead of going on forever. During the test, I get to sit there and record when baby moves and chase baby's heartbeat with a monitor. You're supposed to record a movement and then the heart rate is supposed to increase. Since there is so much fluid and so much room, baby doesn't just stretch and get held in the same place, he stretches and then drifts. This means my tests take forever to administer because I lose the heart beat every time he moves. As if I didn't have anything else to do besides sit at the doctor's office.

I have gotten to the point where people will comment on the street about how I must be delivering any day now. I vaguely say something about "that's what they say" instead of "oh, I'm due in another month." I think the constant comments are making me feel even bigger. Not much I can do about it, though.