I just had my 34 week midwife appointment. It was a different midwife today. She was quite nice and for some reason she knew my grandmother.
I've been getting all these weird pains in the last few days. My grandmother was semi-convinced I was in labour or something lol. I just thought he was starting to push his head down or something. I was right. Apparently he's pushing shizz and shizz or something... The midwife did explain it to me, but I forgot most of what she said. The important thing is that I was right! His head is starting to engage and it's apparently 4/5th palpable (1/5th engaged). I'm pretty happy he hasn't gone back to being breech or anything. As his head is starting to engage, it makes it seem a lot more real and stuff... It makes me a little freaked out that I'm actually going to have to push him out of me in a few weeks lol! =]
The midwife was slightly worried when the machiney thing that measures blood pressure said 127/81. That's pretty high for me. She then checked manually and it was 105/60, which is very normal for me. Modern technology should not be trusted! XD
My pee had protein in it. That could mean I have a pee infection or something, but I didn't have any of the symptoms I was asked about. I have to do a pee sample by tomorrow. I am not looking forward to it. I hate peeing into little things. Usually I'm allowed to just pee on a stick, but as this has to be sent off to be tested, I can't get away with it. Gutted. =[
Fundal height was 33cm, so he's still growing ok. His heart rate was good too. =D
So yeshh, shizz is fine... apart from the fact I have to piss into a little thingy, but hey ho! Ooohhh... and I got prescribed gaviscon, so I wont have to keep buying it! XD
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Thursday, 10 September 2009
Midwifeishness
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Sunday, 6 September 2009
Not a good idea!
Just for the record- Camping whilst 33 and a half weeks pregnant is NOT a good idea.
I went thinking I'd be fine. I didn't really understand why people were making a big deal about it. It was fun and everything, but even if I had wanted to, I wouldn't have been able to get any sleep.
I couldn't get comfortable on the horrible, hard floor. Every time I moved I got pretty bad cramp in my legs. I had it in both legs simultaneously at one point and it was horrendous. I also kept getting pins and needles. On top of that, I had terrible heartburn. I had no gaviscon with me. I'd taken it out of my bag at the last minute before I left the house to save room in my bag! >.<>.<
Today I'm all achey and horrible. I feel a zillion times more sleepy than I usually would be after campingy shizz.
I know none of this shizz sounds too bad, but seriously- it's fucking horrible and I will certainly be waiting until at least when the squigglytiddlypeep is born to go camping again!
Campingness was rather fun apart from all this shizz though! XD
Anyway, my head feels like it's going to fall off... So I'm going to bed for a few hours. Byesss.
I went thinking I'd be fine. I didn't really understand why people were making a big deal about it. It was fun and everything, but even if I had wanted to, I wouldn't have been able to get any sleep.
I couldn't get comfortable on the horrible, hard floor. Every time I moved I got pretty bad cramp in my legs. I had it in both legs simultaneously at one point and it was horrendous. I also kept getting pins and needles. On top of that, I had terrible heartburn. I had no gaviscon with me. I'd taken it out of my bag at the last minute before I left the house to save room in my bag! >.<>.<
Today I'm all achey and horrible. I feel a zillion times more sleepy than I usually would be after campingy shizz.
I know none of this shizz sounds too bad, but seriously- it's fucking horrible and I will certainly be waiting until at least when the squigglytiddlypeep is born to go camping again!
Campingness was rather fun apart from all this shizz though! XD
Anyway, my head feels like it's going to fall off... So I'm going to bed for a few hours. Byesss.
Saturday, 22 August 2009
Updateage.
I need to start updating this again... It's been 9 days since I last did. I am now 31 weeks and 5 days pregnant and there are only 58 days left until the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
After this incident, I've been having to take iron tablets. The midwife on the ward said I had no choice because my haemoglobin had dropped to 9.9 and apparently it would just drop more if I didn't take them. Meep, it's not like it had dropped a lot or anything. It was 10.4 before and that was a couple of weeks ago. >.< I wont refuse to take them though, because it's good for the squigglytiddlypeep. If he wasn't in me, I'd definitely not be taking them.
The heartburn is starting to get ridiculous over the last couple of days. Yesterday I lost count of how many times I needed to take gaviscon. I'm not sure if it's all just because I'm getting pregnanter or because of what I've been eating. Gaviscon FTW!
I still haven't bought any more baby stuff. I think I'm going to wait to get the Sure Start Maternity Grant and the Health In Pregnancy thingy. I need to keep as much of my other money as possible, as I plan to move out of this house either just before or just after the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
Yesterday I thought of a name I really liked. My mother was once again bitchy about it. I shouldn't have agreed to tell her. I need to start seriously considering names and whatnot because there's only like 8 weeks and 2 days left until he's due! o_O He needs a perfect name. If other people have a problem with what I decide to call him, they can fuck right off. ^__^
In the pub a few days ago (I was drinking mainly non-alcoholic drinks, so no lectures please :P) me and a friend were discussing how I could make use of my maternity jeans after the baby is born. They have a huge pouchy thing at the front that goes over my belly, so we reckon it'd be a good idea to use it for storing the baby in. It'd be like a kangaroo pouch. I would bounce around a lot, call him either Joey or Skippy and live a beautiful life as a kangaroo... It would be awesome! Although naming him after Skippy wouldn't be good... because he's a bush kangaroo and the word 'bush' would just be inappropriate! XD
Anyhows... this was only some kinda filler post thing. I'll write about something else later on... and maybe update with a bump picture to show how much I've grown in the last couple of weeks.
After this incident, I've been having to take iron tablets. The midwife on the ward said I had no choice because my haemoglobin had dropped to 9.9 and apparently it would just drop more if I didn't take them. Meep, it's not like it had dropped a lot or anything. It was 10.4 before and that was a couple of weeks ago. >.< I wont refuse to take them though, because it's good for the squigglytiddlypeep. If he wasn't in me, I'd definitely not be taking them.
The heartburn is starting to get ridiculous over the last couple of days. Yesterday I lost count of how many times I needed to take gaviscon. I'm not sure if it's all just because I'm getting pregnanter or because of what I've been eating. Gaviscon FTW!
I still haven't bought any more baby stuff. I think I'm going to wait to get the Sure Start Maternity Grant and the Health In Pregnancy thingy. I need to keep as much of my other money as possible, as I plan to move out of this house either just before or just after the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
Yesterday I thought of a name I really liked. My mother was once again bitchy about it. I shouldn't have agreed to tell her. I need to start seriously considering names and whatnot because there's only like 8 weeks and 2 days left until he's due! o_O He needs a perfect name. If other people have a problem with what I decide to call him, they can fuck right off. ^__^
In the pub a few days ago (I was drinking mainly non-alcoholic drinks, so no lectures please :P) me and a friend were discussing how I could make use of my maternity jeans after the baby is born. They have a huge pouchy thing at the front that goes over my belly, so we reckon it'd be a good idea to use it for storing the baby in. It'd be like a kangaroo pouch. I would bounce around a lot, call him either Joey or Skippy and live a beautiful life as a kangaroo... It would be awesome! Although naming him after Skippy wouldn't be good... because he's a bush kangaroo and the word 'bush' would just be inappropriate! XD
Anyhows... this was only some kinda filler post thing. I'll write about something else later on... and maybe update with a bump picture to show how much I've grown in the last couple of weeks.
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