Thankful - Day 29 (slash OB Appointment)

I am thankful for nap time.  Monday was my most painful day yet...I can touch my sides and feel how tender my stupid ovaries are.  I won't lie...they hurt.  Monday also brought some uncomfortable cramping...mostly in my lower back.


I met with my OB on Today.  We shared my concerns about the level of discomfort I am experiencing...and now the cramping.  She checked my cervix...which is still closed and where it needs to be for now.  She also did another test to see if my body was producing a certain hormone that would indicate my body would go into labor within the next two weeks.  Luckily, that test came back negative.  Blip is still very high, so I wasn't too worried....since he is no where near my cervix (opened or closed).


However, because my ovarian pain is what it is...and because I had the additional back cramping (beginning to mimic labor pains, I guess) my doc wants me to lay a little lower than I have been already.  I have not been told I need to stay in bed (yet), but she wants me doing (even) less than I am allowing myself to do.  Ugh.

I know the last two weeks of caring for Mike after his surgery are (most likely) responsible, but I wouldn't change anything.  Mike's dad has been over many times to help...which has been great.  We couldn't have made it through the last two weeks without him...that's for sure.  But caring for Mike has still be a struggle for my body.  Don't get me wrong...I love taking care of him and wouldn't want anyone else to do it, but I don't think I realized how much care he would need.


She also wanted to know what we had done about selecting a pediatrician.  Uh...not a lot?  I told her I had thought about selecting one, but hadn't done anything about it...and quite frankly...didn't really know how to pick one.  She gave us a few recommendations of hers and gave us a list of docs in the area.

Anyway...I left the doctor's office pretty depressed.  I was planning to ask my doc to let me go back to work a few days a week for a few hours.  It would help with prolonging my paycheck and it would help my sanity level.  I obviously didn't even get the opportunity to ask about working...when the doc was trying to shove another note in my pocket addressed to my boss. Damn.


When we got home, I changed into my comfy pants and a big t-shirt...and climbed into my bed.  I took a long nap...it felt great.  Although I hate being stuck at home, I am thankful I was able to come home and sleep/rest more if that's what my body needs to make a healthy baby.