33 weeks

I had my doctor's appointment yesterday. Everything still checks out fine. Her heartbeat's around 155. My blood pressure is good. The doctor was able to feel around and had me feel where her head was -which was cool. I have a bit a swelling in my legs and hands, but the doctor said she doesn't worry about it unless there is uneven swelling or a really sudden change, and as long as my blood pressure is normal. Like today, I couldn't get my rings on without it being painful (that has occasionally happened before, especially first thing when I wake up & I have to use cold water & a bit of soap to slide them off) this morning :-< big unhappy face. So I'm wearing a simple silver ring in their place. I think the only reason my rings fit up to this point is that it's been winter time.

On another sad note, the scale said I gained 3lbs over 2 weeks. However, I will try to remember that I weighed in the afternoon (all other weigh-ins were in the morning) and that Lucy takes up one of those pounds. The book says she'll still be gaining about 1/2 pound a week from here on out.
Regardless I don't like stepping on the scale and seeing 152. That puts my total gain at 32. And with 7 weeks left, if I continue to gain at least 1/2lb a week I'm at about 36. The books say 25-35 is normal. I'd just rather be in the mid-range instead of the edge! That's just my insecurity kicking in. Hopefully Lucy has her daddy's confidence!

We had baby class last night, but I was in a down mood. I had burned my fingers by grabbing a pan (that I had just taken out of the oven, mind you!) and I was already sad from my dr appt. But luckily the instructor made it a low-key night. We discussed more about pain, labor stages, and medication. After seeing what the epidural is, I don't want one if I can help it. I'm also not okay with the Stadol stuff (that's the pain med that goes into your blood stream & can affect baby too). So it looks like my options are tough it out. :) Which I am willing to do (I say that now, haha). The videos we watch of the pregnant women & their poor husbands looking on helplessly are depressing to me. I hope to have a fighter attitude and do my best to have distractions from the pain. My athletic husband will fit that role nicely. I remember when we went for a few long runs together when I was training for my first half marathon. I was tired and thristy and ready to be done (and I said so!) but he didn't care. He switched into coaching mode and got me through it. I'm expecting the same in the delivery room.

Tomorrow we'll be going to Hickory Park for lunch with Justin & Linda who are down for a visit & other Boone friends. It's supposed to be rainy out - boo. I liked going for long walks on the weekend. Earlier in the week we took Penny to Saylorville and she and C.T. ran along the trail while I walked. The snow was all melted & Penny got filthy muddy - but it was still a good time.

I'm getting an itch to get things in order for Lucy's arrival. We can pick up the glider we ordered from Walmart. We'll order the closet system for her room and buy a carseat. And then hopefully next weekend we'll have furniture in there! I think I'll do some baby laundry, too, just for the heck of it.
We are still deciding on strollers. We really like the Baby Jogger City Mini but can't decide on color. The easy collapse thing is just too sweet to pass up!

Coming up: Lunch tomorrow in Ames, a Target run, and then who knows!