It is almost as though everyone expects that by the time you hit the 35-36 week mark you'll be well and truly 'over' being pregnant. People don't seem to be able to pass you in the hall at work without saying "How are you feeeeeling?" in a sad, depressed voice, almost like they feel sorry for you!
Every second person seems to want to ask how your back and feet are holding up and then there are those that seem to think it is acceptable to ask how much weight you've put on... Ummmm... how much weight have YOU put on? Looks like someone ate a little bit too much turkey at Christmas time!
I may be singing a different tune next week, but at this point (apart from the hand problem I have going on) I feel pretty damn good. Here is a picture of us from this morning:
Yesterday I had an appointment with the obstetrician and the baby is measuring at 32 -33 weeks. Normally I would have gotten worried, flipped out and ordered to have another growth scan, but the fact of the matter is that I've been under in measurement the whole pregnancy and every other scan has shown that our baby is quite healthy and happy. So I am not going to let some crazy measurement upset me.
I had the GBS swab done yesterday so just waiting for the results on that now. I'm hoping it comes back negative so I don't need to go into hospital as soon as my waters break, but if it does come back positive then there isn't much I can do about it.
Well, must away. The toy box just arrived in the mail and I am busting to put it together!