36 Weeks

The weeks were flying by, but have suddenly slowed down - this week is crawling! At the end of this week Liam will be considered full term! He's in head down position and ready to go. I don't feel him move around as much. I don't think he has the room. I haven't experienced any Braxton Hicks yet either.

I went Monday morning for the non-stress test. I ate a piece of cheese on the way (I had it in my purse - haha!). It worked. Liam was more alert and they got what they needed in the first 1/2 hour. On my way out the doctor walked by and looked at my chart with the nurse. He asked if I had scheduled my induction yet. I was confused. He said he sent that reccommendation to my OB/GYN the Monday before. He was suggesting an inducement be set for week 38 or 39. So yesterday I went to the OB/GYN and asked him about scheduling my induction. He said he didn't have that recomendation from the specialist, but that he agreed and would look into finding the paperwork. He said the hospital needs two doctors to say 38 weeks to induce that early. We go to the specialist again tomorrow and I will mention to him that they did not receive anything and we go to the OB/GYN again on Tuesday so hopefully we will schedule the date then. I know that inducement is controversial and looked down upon by some people, BUT in the case of gestational diabetes (especially when taking insulin) it is safer for the baby to be out in the world than to be inside with the illness! My doctor said it has nothing to do with his size (he never induces for size) but just because of the diabetes itself. I vote for the first day of week 38!!

I have gained 22 pounds. I held steady at a 25 pound weight gain for 6 weeks and then yesterday I learned that I had lost 3 pounds. I am sure this has to do with the diet I am on . . . even though it is 2100 calories there is no room for junk or overeating! I miss food. I miss flexibilty. I hate peanut butter, cheese and graham crackers (which I was excited about until I ate twice a day, every day). When this is over I might never eat them again. Ha. I have a dream that I feel really good the night after delivering and Brian goes to the Outback Steakhouse across the street from the hospital. He brings back Alice Springs Chicken, baked sweet potato and a blue cheese chopped salad. Do you think they would let him take a Wallaby Darned in a to-go cup!?