pregnancy whine

[flea]

17 weeks tomorrow, and I'm feeling all belly right now. (Yes, the couple of you who have seen me lately will laff and laff, as I am basically not showing.) But I can't slump in a chair, there's this annoying lump of flesh in the way. It's pissing me off terribly right now, both the current discomfort and especially the thought of the future discomfort this presages are bringing me down.

We had an appointment on Friday, and after being weighed, peeing in a cup, and having my blood pressure taken by the nurse, we waited 45 minutes so the doctor could walk in, introduce herself, apologize, do a doppler sonar thingy on my belly and count the heartbeat, and say "come back in 4 weeks." The wait turned out to be because an earlier patient is 5 months pregnant and discovered her husband has been cheating on her all along, and the doctor dealt with the emotional fallout. Which does reflect well on the doctor and the practice, overall. But still.

No, there will not be a ray of sunshine to redeem this post. None, I tell you.

Comments

[ste-noni.livejournal.com]

I remember that feeling - no one else can tell but you can't sink into a deep couch anymore without feeling like you are squeezing a basketball into your gut. I remember thinking it was very weird.

All my prenatal appointments were like that - 45 minutes or more for literaly 5 minutes of care. Drove me nuts until the end when they got interesting. Glad to hear everything is going as it should.

How goes the weaning?