I want to thank all of you who have been praying for a healthy pregnancy for me. You may remember that at my last doctor’s appointment I was told that I had a low-lying placenta and that they would be checking again. At my 26 week appointment they did another sonogram, and the placenta has already moved up and is no longer a concern. I am so thankful!
They even gave me 3D pictures of my baby that all the office personnel seemed to admire and told me I have a cute baby. Honestly, I think the pictures are a little scary…so I’ll spare you. Seriously, I don’t know how anyone looked at them and actually thought “cute.”
After all the routine things for the appointment had been done, my doctor sat down and asked, “So how are you doing?”
I told her that I feel horrible. I don’t remember feeling so slow, fat, and uncomfortable at this stage in any of my previous pregnancies. Do you know what my doctor did? She laughed–out loud! This was no snicker or little chuckle. I mean, she just let go and hee-hawed! Trying to control herself, but not doing a very good job at it, she put on her motherly face and asked, “Now Esther, you’re how old?” Clearly that was a rhetorical question. “And you’ve had how many children?” She smiled again. Finally getting serious, she told me it was to be expected and that I should take it easy (yeah right). She said that I was doing very well and that I had not gained too much weight. (Easy for her to say!)
Okay, so if you know me, you know that I really got a kick out of my doctor’s reaction, even though I was hoping for some miracle cure for all my complaints. Grin and bear it was her prescription for me. I shall try!
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