I'm out the door by 7:05 with kids in tow. I pass the gas station about a mile from my house and see my sister-in-law, aka Chicken's morning sitter while I'm at the doc's office, sitting at the intersection. I burn rubber swinging it in to the gas station and turn around. We forgot to say who was going to whose house. Feeling bad that she's had to drive so far this early in the morning, I prepare a list of apologies. But when I pull up behind her, I just laugh. We both realize we assumed we were going to the other's house. Oh well. Chicken is happy to go back inside with his aunt and Punky and I head to the doc's office.
Once there, Punky is a little angel. She's always a pretty good kid but she just sat in her chair, and continued to ask me where the doctor was. Once he came in, she froze up and wouldn't talk to him. I crack up when I see those little bouts of shyness.
He checked me and I'm 1 cm dilated. I'm not entirely sure why I'm disappointed. I mean, it's PROGRESS! I guess I was just hoping for 2 or 3 (or more). The contractions I've been having are definitely increasing in intensity and length (a lot more than I ever had with Punky or Chicken), not to mention she's about to fall out. I just figured it would have done more than a measly 1 cm. But (sigh, deep breath) it IS progress and hopefully next week it'll be more. I think because I'm feeling so heavy and big these next 2 weeks are going to feel like 2 years!
Oh, and the keytones are still in my urine. The nurse said it was less than last week but still indicated I wasn't eating or drinking enough. HOW MUCH DO I HAVE TO EAT, PEOPLE?! I had not just a bowl but a VAT of macaroni and cheese (spider-man, no less!-and we're talking about 2/3 of the prepared box, not just a little) , a strawberry shortcake ice cream bar and a glass of water before bed alone. I still haven't gained any weight in 2 weeks. I'm guessing it's got to be a hydration thing. I'm eating like a pig, but I've just never been a big drinker. Soooo, if anyone has any suggestions, let me know. I'm just starting to think they're doing it just to mess with me. If you know me, you know how much I love my food! I might not be able to hold as much, but I certainly make up for it either in calories or frequency!