33 weeks

Yesterday was my 33 week appointment.  It started with my twice weekly NST.  Reilly HATES them.  He runs from them.  It is really hard to get him to sit still long enough to register on the machine and to get him to sit there and perform like a circus monkey for 30 minutes.... forget it.  He finally decided he would sit still but WOULD NOT perform.  No fluctuations in his heart rate... nothing.  My favorite nurse in the world came in and offered to buy him a pony for his first birthday if he would cooperate... nothing.  She brought me in a diet dr pepper and told me to chug.  It worked after 15 more minutes, though not like she would have liked.  The little turkey almost got us a trip to the hospital.

My blood pressure was high... 150/99.  I had a small amount of protein in my urine so she is worried that Pre-e is trying to infiltrate my pregnancy.  I get the lovely privilege of doing a 24 hour urine test.  If the protein levels are too high, Mr Reilly will have to come out.  Until then I am on modified bed rest.  I get 2 hours a day to do what I need to do, other than that I am to be laying down or sitting with my feet up.  That is going to make it awfully difficult to get the stuff done that I need done.

Knowing that my pregnancy is almost over is sad.  I tried so long and hard to get here and to think that I may not be able to finish fully makes me feel like I failed.  I can't wait to meet him and I am ready for all the aches and pains of pregnancy to be over with but I hope I can bake the lil guy a few more weeks....

32 week appointment

So today was our 32 week appointment.  First we had a growth ultrasound with the perinatologist.  Little Reilly is not so little.  The porker is weighing in at a whopping 5 pounds 5 ounces.  He has decided that head down is not the way to go and is now lying sideways, facing backwards.  The ultrasound tech couldn't get his face but did get the top of his head in 2D where it was observed that I was right.... the boy has A LOT of hair.  The peri came in and did another ultrasound.  He poked him in the butt and got him turned around long enough to get a 4D picture of him eating his hand.  My blood pressure was high.

I then headed upstairs for my OB appointment where my blood pressure was a whopping 140/100.  There we talked about how she is trying to decide whether or not the benefits outweigh the risk in giving me steroids to mature his lungs.  Normally it would be a no brainer but with me being diabetic, giving me steroids will shoot my blood sugar through the roof.  She is going to talk to my peri this afternoon and get his take.  I could be put in the hospital for the steroids if it is determined to be the better option.  Basically I think all hope is lost on me making it to 38 and we are now hoping to make it to 34.  That is 2 weeks away.

I can't do anything.... go anywhere.... and I have a list of symptoms to go to the hospital for.

Still not ready........ crap!

On a high note... my blood sugar was awesome!