>Doctor’s Orders

>I had my regular 34-week OB appointment today.  I find these appointments rather tedious now that I’m on my second pregnancy, which is proceeding more or less normally (with the weird blip of having to take the 3-hour glucose test).  In 15 minutes they weigh me, take my blood pressure, test my urine sample, measure my uterus, and listen to the heartbeat.  I used to find all of this fascinating, recording it all in a little book when I was pregnant with Sebastian.  My husband and I would sit together, ask a couple of questions, look amazed when we heard the heartbeat, and leave with smiles on our faces.

Now we have to go through a whole rigamarole of how it’s going to work with watching Sebastian, trading cars, etc.  I go alone to a different and very busy (though incredibly nice) OB and ask few or no questions.  I no longer have the little book to record every bit of minutiae, and mostly I find the appointment a waste of my time.  I’m no less excited about the little Rasler’s arrival than I was the first time, but these visits have definitely lost their novelty.

Today, however, when they weighed me, they discovered that I had lost 3.5 pounds over the past two weeks instead of gaining two pounds as I should have.  They chalked it up to the fact that I was sick last week, and the doctor told me she wasn’t too worried.  “An extra bowl of ice cream or two should take care of it,” she said with a smile.

I guess I can put up with a few more tedious doctor visits in the next six weeks if I am ordered to eat more dessert!