2/19/09- Well it was a nice day so Darren got out the motorcycle and taught Ginger how to drive it. We're both getting spring fever and can't wait for it to get warm so we can spend time outside again! Hopefully the warm weather will sneak up on us soon.
2/20/09- Here I am 40 weeks, 5 days and running out of things to wear.
Well this week hasn't carried the best of news for me, so I'll pass along some of this weeks events. Monday was my moms birthday, presidents day, and my 40 week appointment. The doctor was very nice and asked why I was still pregnant.. huh I hadn't thought of it I was already due..? No no no wait I HAVE thought of it, and everywhere I go and every person I see reminds me of it. So basically I hadn't dilated AT ALL as of Monday still.. So They just send me away with nothing changing. Then Thursday at my very last doctors appointment before my induce date the doctor tells me yet again that I am still not dilated. :( Brittney is with me at the doctor and I asked him what is wrong with me? Is this normal? And begged him to induce me over the weekend instead of waiting till Monday. He asked how my family does and of course Brittney dilated just normal and always went by herself before her induce date even though it was a few days over. So my chances of a C-Section are getting higher every day I won't dilate. Sunday night I'm going to the hospital to have a cream put on my cervix and then by choice going home. (I don't want to have to stay an extra night for nothing.) Then Monday morning they are going to admit me and try to induce me, if nothing happens they're going to schedule me for a C-Section. So we'll see what happens.
On the bright side today I was feeling pretty good so I picked up Brittney and Brylee and met Grama Nacele and Dartha to go to the fabric store. After that Britt and I decided to go to lunch at Taco Amigo, we walk up to order and the first thing the lady at the register says to me is, "Holy cow you're huge! When are you due?" This is just what every frustrated, hungry, tired and insecure pregnant woman wants to hear. Then the best part is I go home to Darren tell him the story, and an hour later we go to Arby's to grab some food for him and we walk up to order and a lady in the back making food thinks its appropriate to YELL out. "Oh my gosh you're huge! Look how low you are! When are you due?" She yelled it so loud that the manager ( a male) comes walking out to see what the heck she's talking about and he looks at me and says, "OH" wide eyed and walks away. All I said was, "I'm past due already.. I want a small Jamoca shake" looked at Darren and walked away to sit down. What is wrong with people? I admit I've down my fair share of gawking at pregnant women in the past mostly out of jealousy, but to yell at a woman clearly miserable is a little cruel to me. I have never asked a complete stranger when she is due, what she is having or told her she was huge. It's just not very nice. And now I have a new appreciation of mothers and pregnant women everywhere. I loved all the attention and stares at first.. now I don't want to leave my home.