A Spotty Future

As Mike mentioned on Friday, I was having some vision problems in both eyes on Thursday night and went to bed early. I’d worn my contacts for most of the day, which I don’t do regularly, and I chalked it up to eye fatigue. Friday morning came around and despite ten hours of sleep, my…

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Heather, I Think You’ve Gone Over To The Bad Place

Mike and I showed up bright and early yesterday to Dr. Risky’s office for my amnio. Yesterday was the first day of a union strike at Dr. Risky’s hospital (her office is adjacent to the hospital) so it was pretty crazy in the entire area. Despite that, I felt pretty calm until I was laying…

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A “Special” Amnio

I have an amnio this morning. I’m nervous. Not for the pain/discomfort, giving myself a shot every day has prepped me for that. I’m mostly nervous about the results. Dr. Risky wants to make sure The Acrobat’s lungs are mature since gestational diabetes can slow down development in that area. I’m also a little nervous…

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The Tail End

In the waiting room at Dr. Risky’s office yesterday, I noticed that a lot of people were looking at me. At first I thought it was the, “Holy Crap She’s About To Pop” look, but then I realized it was the “OMG THERE IS SOMETHING MOVING IN THERE” stare. The Acrobat was particularly wiggly when…

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Making Peace With Pregnancy

I’m in the last few weeks of this pregnancy, and I’m sort of stupidly realizing that I’m in the last few weeks of this pregnancy. As in soon, this phase of my life will be over forever. There’s a part of my brain that’s telling me I need to enjoy this remaining bit of time,…

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