Thirty-Six (Plus) Weeks

Apart from feeling a bit wretched last Friday (seemed like my reflux was returning), I'm actually feeling remarkably good for late pregnancy.

I get a bit breathless, especially in the mornings, whenever I stand up. And also dizzy. I've hesitated to discuss it with my midwife because I don't want to go to the cardiologist. And last time I mentioned it, she recommended a visit to the cardiologist. I think the dizziness is just low blood pressure, because I don't get it while walking, only standing still. I try to drink tons of water with a little splash of juice added and that seems to help. I may mention it today at our weekly visit.

I've lost a half a pound. Now up only nine and a half pounds. It's getting sort of embarrassing. I hope my midwife doesn't think I have an eating disorder. I'm eating a lot more than when I had the reflux. Though admittedly I am getting full faster now than a few weeks ago. But that's pretty typical for late pregnancy.

I have another ultrasound and biophysical profile next week so I'll get another estimate on Tree Leaf's weight. I hope she's getting enough calories in there.

My apartment is pretty much ready -- I remembered to buy diapers for baby and Mommy this week (my doula recommends Depends for laboring at home, to minimize the mess) -- and my work is pretty much ready too. I have a few things in my hospital bag, and made a packing list fir the rest last night. Which means, of course, I won't go into labor until forty-two weeks. The fate of a well organized person. It never rains when you have your umbrella.

Calliope seems ready, too. Nervous about what will happen to her when I go to the hospital (unfortunately, where she goes or who stays with her depends on the date, so I can't give her a definite plan), but very excited for our new baby.

Feeding Baby Leo his first bottle and feeling very ready to be a big sister.