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35 weeks

Met with the cardiologist today. What an exciting man he is. Good thing he's smart, because there is not much going on in the personality department. Anyways, he asked me tons of questions about my symptoms and pregnancy, and didn't really give me an answer to what is going on. We know my heart has a small irregularity which can predispose me to arrhythmias.

Apparently, he thinks now that my heart is pumping for the two of us, it's getting stressed out easily. He first mentioned bed rest, at which point my heart actually just quit beating all together, but then luckily said I should just reduce my work schedule and take it really easy from here on out. If that doesn't help, I should do even less...

He actually said no shopping. That would be more of a problem for my metro husband. :) And my legs decided to swell like balloons again today before I got in to see him, so he wasn't too impressed with that. He'd like a repeat holter monitor, but I'm going to talk to my OB tomorrow to see if that's necessary.

Take-home point: I'm supposed to rest a lot more, my heart should not kill me during L&D, and my baby is fine. All good to know.

On to the fun stuff: Gil is 35 weeks old now! This baby is getting so close to being fully cooked. One of our drug reps mentioned that her baby was born at 37 weeks and I freaked out. I'm so not ready for this pregnancy to be over. Yes, I can't wait to see this baby's beautiful face and hold him/her in my arms. But I sure am going to miss the squirming inside and my round belly. This has been so much more than I ever expected.

I'm thinking the button isn't going to pop out. It's definitely not an innie anymore, but has stayed level with the surface for so many weeks now. Still no stretch marks (thank you genetics), but look at my tummy veins! So weird.


I see the OB again tomorrow for another check-up which seems crazy since it feels like I was JUST in her office. The part-time schedule is definitely helping me alot, but I think it's even pushing me to my limit. By the time I have worked 4 hours, my legs are swelling and I'm exhausted. Crazy how your body decides to kinda shut down at the end. It's still not as hard or miserable as people described, and I'm definitely not at the point of wanting this baby out.
Gil can stick around in my little pouch as long as he/she desires...

Comments

  1. That's good news I guess? That your doc wasn't to terribly concerned. I know you may not really be quite ready for Gills arrival but honestly they could be here so soon. Thats do exciting.

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  2. When you hear how soon the baby can safely arrive, it's a bit anxiety inducing! Taking it easy will be good for you - I don't know how you've done it up to this point with the type of job you have!!!
    Beautiful belly, ad always!!!

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  3. Totally agree! It is kind of amazing how your body sort of shuts down at the end of the pregnancy. I'm going through the same changes -- I get exhausted after climbing one flight of stairs, my ankles are so swollen it's hard to bend them by the end of the night, and now I'm getting nosebleeds whenever I sit down/stand up too much. Oy! This coming from the girl who used to spend 5 days a week at the gym.

    As you said, though, it's far from miserable or constantly painful or awful -- it's still pretty amazing! So I'm taking it all in stride and just wondering when my little guy is going to make an appearance.

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  4. I'm glad your visit with the cardiologist went well. In some ways, it's kind of nice to HAVE to start working part time...ok if you make me. That way you still have something to keep you busy, but then also have some down time as well. You look great!

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