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I had my 36 week appointment yesterday afternoon. Libbie is still very healthy, her heart rate was a happy 155, and she squirms delightfully most of the time. And for the slightly scary part: the doctor estimates she is almost 7 lbs. now and will be 8 to 8 1/2 when she’s born! It is pretty much what I expected, as I was 8, 1 at birth and my sister was 8,13. Mr. V doesn’t count because he was 6,13 but a few weeks early. So anyway…I’m now preparing for a big chubby baby girl!!
I am 40% effaced and at -2 station, but not dilated. It does feel today like she’s dropped a little. I can breathe–hallelujah!! And there has been none of the rib-kicking at all today. We’re excited she seems to be doing her thing and will hopefully make a healthy entrance into the world in a few weeks!
Unfortunately I laid on my back and waited for the doctor for probably 45 minutes yesterday. Afterwards I felt really dizzy and bad and it was already 5 o’clock before I was leaving the city. Then I had to go to the grocery, to the eye doctor to pick up contacts, and I got some dinner at Taco Bell. (Yeah, screw the menu plan, I was WAY too tired to cook.) By the time I got home it was nearly 7. I ate a little and ended up throwing most of it away. I put away the perishable groceries and left the rest sitting on the counter. I tried to watch a movie but by 7:45 I felt so awful I wanted to cry. So I just went to bed and slept for 10 1/2 hours, minus potty trips. I feel much better and actually rested today!
Hopefully tonight I can get the baby clothes from my friend Stephanie all put away and tidy up the nursery some. But no promises. Sometimes a girl’s just gotta rest. (And also, there’s no way I’m missing Project Runway to clean!)