Baby Taser?

Okay, so.
On Friday I had my usual BPP and blood pressure check. My pressure was high (like it always is, HI, that's why I am on bed rest) but Dr F decided he wanted blood work and a NST. I was bummed because I had a crusher of a headache and while I like Arrowhead L & D, I didn't want to spend all day there! Plus, I really get stressed out because I am always afraid I will have to be delivered before B can get there.
However, in this case I got a great L&D nurse, so things were moving right along. The only hold up was that the fetal monitor wasn't picking up the baby consistently and I couldn't leave until he did. The L&D nurse mumbled something about "stimulation" and left the room.
When she came back she had a small item in her hand; it looked like a small flat-headed microphone. She held it against my stomach and I felt a slight vibration. Well, Liam went purely crazy! He jumped like a surprised cat, and started moving like a disco dancer!
Then the L& D nurse sent me home.
Poor Liam. He wiggled and squirmed for hours, and I had contractions for hours.
Now, what I really want to know is, what the H*** is up with the baby taser?

Week 35- Can't believe we made it

The baby is doing great! Dr F has tentatively scheduled the c section for June 29. He of course repeatedly stresses that we WILL be delivered even earlier if my BP goes up any more but I am still really excited. Even if I only make it one more week i am still totally close to full term. I am so thrilled and so ready; we've been ready since April!

(The photo is of the 3 of us taken by Picture People)

Maternity Pictures at Picture People

I love our maternity pictures!

They were such fun to do and we had a great time. I wanted to wait until a bit closer to the end of my pregnancy but really I could go really early and we didn't want to take a chance.

Everyone who has seen them loves them, but says they would not ever do it. I don't get that. Are we ever any more beautiful than when we are carrying our children?

No. The answer is no.

Is it the end of the world?

Because SWINE FLU

My Social Life at the Baby Doctors

They only time I socialize is at the OB/GYN's office. All the ultrasound techs know my name and my baby's persnickety way of waiting until the last possible minute to practice breathing on his Bio Physical Profile. The BPP's are like the high point of my day, twice a week.
Also, Dr. F says i may have gestational diabetes. Which is making me feel a little exhausted. I have already been on bed rest for a month and haven't been able to exercise which is making me cranky and causing wretched headaches. Exercise is a big part of the solution with mild GD. What will I have to do now? I hope I don't have GD but if I do, I hope it is mild but if its not than I hope I don't have to stick my fingers or whatever.
There. I have a plan. Sort of.

DOG HAIR ARRRRGH

My house is insane.
We've had my MIL and FIL's dog, Love, with us for a week and she sheds as much as my Coco. Except she is bigger, so she has quite a lot more hair to shed! Needless to say our house has a light mat of hair-uh-everywhere. The sunbeams show 1 or 2 BILLION hairs floating lightly through the air. The dogs don't care, Coco and Love are totally BFF's.
I am not really supposed to obsessively clean so... I just sneak around with my swiffer, steam mop and lint roller trying, trying always trying to keep up with the hair.
I have decided to hide in my room until June.

Bed Rest & Pig Flu

It's not that I don't understand why I have to be on bed rest. I know it is not only for my health but keeping the baby in utero is the most important thing I can do at this exact time time in my life. Intellectually, I am well aware of why I am restricted to limited activity.
But. But its so dull.
I have forgotten how picky and high maintenance I am. I guess, since I have only held myself to that high standard (lately), that I decided I was not really high maintenance in the purest sense. I convinced myself I was practically easy-going.
I am not easy going. I am high maintenance.
B swears that I have been getting the terrible headaches as my body's way of slowing me down.
I think he just wants me to quit making him lists of chores and bossing him around.
Furthermore, since I can't work out I am now huge. Seriously ginormous. They are going to have to take me to the hospital to deliver on a flat bed truck like that 1 ton man in Mexico.
Speaking of Mexico B is also worried about the Mexican Swine flu, and has been giving me a ton of advice on how to avoid sick people. Yeah, that's not offensive. Like I'm new.
Whatev.
So here I am... woefully bored, fatter than a puffer fish, and afraid of a pig flu.