Worked at home today so that I could attend my midwife appointment this afternoon. I am with Jenny again, though she will be retiring (sort of) and so not sure who I will get later on.
The booking in session takes quite a while, going through everything. I think i am shaping up pretty well, non smoker, eat healthily, low alcohol intake (now zero), and everything with Fidget is hunky dory so there weren't any big issues. The main things that she double checked were over family history of depression (which there is) and then how I coped in early days with Fidget, also the fact that my birth Father and stepmother had twins - but I recon that was probably from her side. She confirmed that the weight loss I have recorded is worrying, but my BMI is still very good, and I think I am stabilising anyway now, so all in all there aren't any immediate issues.
This morning I was supposed to take a urine sample - first wee of the morning, before eating. I forgot but then remembered and tried to squeeze a bit more out! The amount in the pot was tiny! But fortunately it was enough. She asked if I minded recycling my pot for next time, I felt that in my profession I am duty bound to say yes, so hello minging pot, my friend for the next 30 odd weeks!
She had to take some blood too. I remember last time, M was with me, I was looking at him for moral support then his face suddenly went worried, I looked down and there was blood spurting everywhere!! So I was a bit worried this time. I kept looking away and just babbling about how Fidget is in to everything and it was soon over. Unfortunately my long sleeved top was a bit tight around the top of my arm and my arm started to go a bit blue and funny, I lifted the cotton wool and I had another spurter!! We quickly put a plaster on it and got my sleeve down, but I did have quite a wave of nausea come over me.
Different to last time, I will get a 12 week dating scan, which is now standard, that is really exciting, it seemed so long to wait until 20 weeks, but Jenny said I am 9 weeks + a few days, so it will hardly be any time before I have an appointment fingers crossed! I can't wait to see mini-C the 2nd (need to get a proper nickname), it is hard to believe I am pregnant, despite all the tiredness and sickness.
Got loads of bumf to read through again, and a big orange book. I can really feel official now I have my big orange book. I remember spotting the women in the doctors or at the clinic with their orange books, it means you are part of the club! You get all kinds of stuff stuck into it, so it feels like a real scrapbook, I had the urge last time to decorate it with pictures and stickers, which I didn't because it stays with the midwife so it is not really my book for ever, but for now I will enjoy the feel of owning it!
Tuesday, 3 March 2009
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