It’s still Wednesday. I just got home from my prenatal visit a little bit ago. I rather enjoyed myself once I got there.
I talked a lot with the dietician and basically my diabetes isn’t quite as bad as they were making it out to be. She told me I don’t have to eat so much at one sitting, which is great news, since I was unable to eat all of the food she had on my menu.
We did my weight and I am exactly on target for where I’m supposed to be. It turned out last week that the sweater I wore added 2 extra pounds, so they thought I had gained 4 pounds in 1 week. I got my normal tummy check, where they listen to the baby’s heartbeat and measure my big fat gut. There was a student nurse in the exam room with me. Her name was “Miss Spots”. I thought it was a funny name. She was nice enough though. My midwife’s name is Barbara. She’s foreign, except I can’t figure out where she is from. She has a nice accent.
Barbara told me that it’s okay for me to go to Ohio for a few days as long as it’s before 34 weeks and if I take it easy. I’m so glad. I want to go home soooo bad!
After seeing Barbara I went to talk to the social worker. We talked about my problem with Jon’s family and my insecurities about them. It helped me see that I am not crazy, and I am not angry for no reason. I am getting a lot better at being honest about my feelings, and allowing myself to cry or get angry and let it out. It seems to be helping me.
I’m waiting for Jonathan, who should be home any second now. We have lots of things to talk about concerning his family and what we are going to do to put an end to all of this stress I am having about them. Hope he see’s things my way, since I’m right!