Still pregnant

Well, I'm a little over 37 weeks pregnant.  At my last checkup my belly measured 32 weeks pregnant (way behind) so my doc ordered an early growth scan that I had today.  He made me think that I was probably going to find out that I would have this baby this week.  I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up.  I have to be honest, this whole growth thing is rather frustrating.  It is hard because, of course, I want Henry to be growing and healthy.  However, each time I go in and find out that my belly isn't measuring where it should be, it just means another week (or more) of wondering what the next growth scan will say.  So then when I find out that Henry seems to be growing ok- well why isn't my belly getting any bigger?  Don't get me wrong...I'd rather not get any bigger than I am, but it still concerns me a little.  When we found out that we had to have Blakely early, it was bittersweet.  We were worried, but also excited that we got to have her and see her and know for sure that she was ok.  AND because she did SO well after I had her, it makes it even harder with this one, because I almost wish they would say I need to go ahead and have him.  Especially now that I know he is 6lbs 14oz.  Getting a little too big, if you ask me.  (kidding...sortof)  At the last growth scan, there was no cause for worry.  He was well above average in all growth areas.  Including a bigger head than I'd like to try and push out...  Well, this time all of the numbers went down, quite a bit- if you ask me.  His overall weight is fine, but his abdomen and head percentages went way down from last time.  So I am just confused at what they are looking for.  I don't remember exact numbers from Blakely, but I feel like her numbers were similar when they decided I needed to go ahead and have her, so I am just confused. 

Anyway, I go in tomorrow to my regular OB, who makes the final call anyway, so I will ask him a million questions.  I am also still holding out hope that some spicy food, and a few walks around the block will put me into labor.  I know it's just wishful thinking, but my pregnant brain can't help it! 

I am thankful to be able to be pregnant, and I am thankful that Henry is healthy, but I am tired of being pregnant!  My mother in law was telling me that her sister in law went THREE weeks past her due date.  WHAT?!  1.  What were the doctors thinking 40 years ago?  2. It's amazing that she had TWO more children after that.  3.  The poor poor woman.  Amazingly he was only 10lbs.  I mean, that's a lot, but not that much considering how long she was pregnant.  Praise the Lord that at most I have less than 2 weeks.  I WILL be induced at 39 weeks.  I know, I know, I should let the baby pick his birthday himself- but no thanks.  So long as he keeps jabbing me under the ribs with his feet and making me get up to use the bathroom every hour at night, and pinching some nerve in my leg, I will be the one to pick his birthday.  Unless of course he'd rather it be sooner.  :)

Thanks to my good friend Claire taking the day to play with Blakely, I had a cooking day yesterday.  I would say it was successful, but I didn't get as much done as I'd hoped.  I somehow forgot that I don't have a foodnetwork kitchen, and someone else to clean up after me.  :)  I did get 3 whole chickens cooked and the meat frozen for various things like tacos, soups, etc., enough lasagna rolls for probably 3-4 meals, a chicken curry dish, chicken marinading ready to thaw and go straight to the grill, and at least 5 servings of a healthy spinnach mac and cheese.  All in the freezer waiting for Henry.  I still plan to make some beef and bean burritos and freeze in single servings, and make some breakfast items to freeze too.  It only took 3 runs of the dishwasher, plus stephen washing all the pots and pans by hand, and Blakely only pulled the raw chicken packages out of the trash and got chicken juice all over her and the floor one time.  Talk about a disaster.  My husband has been scarred with 3 terrible bouts of food poisoning in the last 5 years, one of them being during the birth of Blakely, so I think he lost a few hours of sleep last night in fear that she or I would get sick from the raw chicken.  Luckily we all woke up fine and dandy today, so I think we are good.

Had to share this last photo.  This girl was reading her pregnancy pamphlet outloud to her husband in the waiting room today at the doc.  I just thought it was hilarious.  Clearly he is enthralled with the information.