July 31, 2011

First OB appointment

On Friday I had my first OB appointment with the midwife. We went over the usual stuff, but the paperwork I filled out in the beginning was all about depression. I asked if this was the right paperwork and they assured me it was. So I filled it out and failed it. Now, I'm not depressed or anything but yeah it sucks to not feel like yourself anymore, to be tired all the time, to feel like a bad mom because your too tired to be fully engaged with your child, to live in a dirty house because you don't feel up to cleaning it and so on. Yeah it sucks, but I'm not depressed over it. So now they are going to ask me every visit how things are going in that department and unless I really feel "depressed" I will just have to smile and nod. Everyone else says its normal to feel the way I do. I'm am not a good pregnant person, I don't like it that much, especially the first the trimester! Glad this is the last one.

Anyways, the appointment went well. I got see Deucer again and heart was beating away and it started to buck while I was watching which was funny. I measured a little bit ahead but nothing to worry about or due dates to change. It must have had a recent growth spurt or the midwife measured it wrong ( I did have to help her a little bit to even find Deucer). They wanted to know if I was interested in doing a non-invasive test that detects chromosomal abnormalities for a mere $400.00 ! I thought to myself "Why do I have to pay $400 when the girls on Medicaid get this test for free?!?! Even the low risk moms!" debt crisis anyone? I guess I will just have to do my own test on myself. Ok off my soap box.

B man is learning how to pick up his toys when he is done playing with them. It's kind of funny because he gets so pissed that he has to clean up. I won't let him watch his favorite show or take him outside until he does it. He puts up a fight for a while but as long as I stay strong he'll do it, kicking and screaming the whole time. I wonder how it will be when he is around 10 years old? Yikes!

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