Well, well, well. I’m 32 weeks pregnant! Actually 32 and a half. I can’t believe in 2 months, we’ll be holding our little Macadamia Nut. It’s crazy. The last few months have flown by and I’m sure that the next 8 weeks will also fly by.
Especially since once a week, I now get to sit around hooked up to one of these things.
Since we had an unexplained loss at 19 weeks, the midwife group I see want me to have an NST and fluid check once a week. That means, I get to sit and stare at this machine for 30 minutes and then have an ultrasound.
It sounds great but it was incredibly boring. The NST room has about 8 chairs for ladies to hang out in while they’re being monitored and no TV. We’re not allowed to talk on our phones because “it messes with the machines” but I was allowed to text and tweet. That makes no damn sense but whatever. I picked a window seat so I’d get some signal and that wasn’t too bad.
Baby was chilling, his heartbeat is always around 140 but the nurse was not happy with that so she took this vibrating buzzer thing and rubbed it on my belly because the heartbeat needed to get up to 170 before I could leave. The buzzer didn’t hurt but it did give me a contraction so that was fun. Or not.
The ultrasound for the fluid check took like 2 seconds. He’s head down and was looking down too so I couldn’t even see his face. 🙁 Oh well, there’s always next week!