Almost there. Just 10 more days till induction.
Honestly I’m thankful to have an end date in sight. I’m getting increasingly miserable. The itching from cholestasis comes and goes. Cool water helps. But between that, the lack of central air and therefore massive temperature differences in the apartment and the crazy ups and downs in weather, I now have a cold. A really bad one complete with a runny nose, cough and a post-nasal mucus drip that’s making me throw up.
I had (yet another) NST today. Baby has not been cooperative for the last few ones and had to be jolted awake with apple juice. Next time, I’m just going to eat something sugary first because why not enjoy it? My usual gynec is on vacation so I saw another one today. Most of the time when I attempt to see this other gynec, she’s out on a delivery. I don’t understand — they have a practice of several people and rotate call schedules. How is she always out on delivery? So today, she showed up, made a comment about how I should have drank juice earlier (umm, I tried asking the nurse about it but this nurse also didn’t put in any effort to try and get baby to move and I can’t change positions without her being involved). And then when I said I had a few questions, she just sighed and said “you know, I really don’t have time right now to answer anything. Your usual doctor will talk to you about the induction next week.” Wow. Ouch. I asked if there was someone else I could talk to then and she was like, “ok fine make it quick.” Just.. I cannot get behind this. I’m sorry my baby didn’t cooperate with your schedule. But hell, not like you’ve cooperated with mine either. Also, isn’t this your job? Hubby and I are not impressed with this doctor. Also, I miss my sarcastic and yet comforting gynec.
It’s a little amazing to think that in 10 (or 11) days, we’ll be parents. I think Hubby and I are increasingly aware of that and using this time to just be together. Not really do much – just cuddle up and talk and spend time together. It’s strange to think of – something we’ve been working towards for years now will finally come to fruition. And yet I wonder at how ready I am to be a mother. Mostly I tell myself that everyone learns along the way and that it’s a shared experience.