We had another baby appointment today. It's a little frustrating to me that it takes an hour to get to the hospital and all they do is take my blood pressure, weigh me, and listen to his heartbeat. I KNOW there's a baby in there because he's kicking me all the time. As for my weight, I don't want to know what it is (I gained seven pounds this month). This is the third time we've been in and the third midwife we've seen which doesn't really bother me except I would kind of like to know who is going to be there when I actually have the baby ... if I don't get stuck in traffic for hours and actually make it to the hospital. Also I was supposed to have another ultrasound this visit but I don't remember the very unenthusiastic ultrasound lady telling me that. So now we have to go back next week and then again in three weeks for the regular appointment. I also don't remember the killjoy ever telling me (because she didn't) that part of the reason we need another ultrasound is because she couldn't really see his heart. I thought it was just because of the placenta being in the wrong place. So there are multiple issues going on and I'm not very happy about it. The good news is the midwife did say I could listen to Eye of the Tiger while I'm giving birth. I think that will really help. Hopefully the post labor state doesn't affect me so drastically that I suddenly think naming him Rocky or Sylvester is a good idea. I guess that's what Joel is good for.
In other news I don't really love either of my jobs, doctor bills are expensive, there's nothing to eat right now, and I can't sleep on my belly anymore. Joel tells me I'm too negative and I need to look at the good side of things. So here are some good things. We got a free lamp yesterday, that was nice. And the anatomy lab I'm in isn't dissecting cats anymore, I appreciate that. It's cold enough outside that I have to wear a jacket and I have lots of cute ones. And I'm pretty sure for Thanksgiving we're going to go out to eat so I don't have to buy or cook anything. Joel is on the third Harry Potter book. I did a craft the other day ... it kind of worked out. I eat sausage. And I'm pregnant and going to have a sweet and precious baby in less than four months. This one really does make me happy, even if the ultrasound lady is the worst.