Judecorp.

I saw the midwife that I love this morning for my monthly appointment. It's nice to a) go in when I'm feeling good instead of due to some dramatic incident and b) go in and not get an ultrasound. I feel like a regular old pregnant person instead of some Complications Monster.

She said everything was perfect, perfect, perfect, which of course makes me happy, happy, happy. I had to do the glucose drink this morning which was a little sweet but since I never drink soda (or even juice really) it was kind of a little treat. I don't want to drink it every day but I just kept pretending it was orange soda. (When I was a kid I loved orange soda.) Here's hoping the numbers come back okay!

Blood pressure was good, I guess urine was good because she didn't say anything, and, get this, I only gained FOUR POUNDS last month. How is this possible? I am not going to knock it. So far since the first time I went to this midwife practice I have gained 13lbs. (11 if you start at my IUI day weight). Only 13 lbs. in 27 weeks! Amazing! She basically told me I was pretty awesome. (This is why I love her.)

Because everything was fine and dandy, she says I can have one more monthly visit before I move to bi-weeklies. I'll go back May 1st, and will be 30w6d! WOW!!

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It's hard for me to believe that only a couple of years ago, at my heaviest, I weighed 14lbs. more than I weigh /right now/ at 26w6d. I could end this pregnancy right around where I started becoming the Incredible Shrinking Woman!

Okay, so I at first thought it was an Old Navy fluke of vanity sizing, but Jen and I went "school shopping" last weekend so she could get some new fall shirts for work. We hit up the mall and I went into Filene's Basement to look for some deals.

I ended up getting a skirt (another skirt, what is UP with that?) and a pair of dress pants. I guess I really AM a size 12 these days.

That's just WEIRD. When I started taking Metformin in February '05, I wore men's 36s, and usually a women's 16 (sometimes an 18 depending on cut). No exercise, no dieting, SOME better food choices. It's a crazy drug.

I think I've finally stopped losing weight, though, which is good. I started getting concerned when I hit the 30lb mark. My weight at my last IUI was 152.

INSANITY

We went for our /third/ ultrasound this week (thank goodness it's covered by insurance, yo!) and the results were /still/ not great. We were really hoping that things would be mature and lovely yesterday and we would trigger last night for an IUI on Monday morning, when I could just skip my training class and everything would be groovy. Instead, we have to trigger tonight for an IUI on Tuesday morning. Which means I needed to find someone to sub-teach my toddler playgroup. And I have two new kids starting on Tuesday, so they are coming with their parents! Ugh! (And I'm losing 5 hours of billing, which means I won't make quota, which means I can't just comp Friday out.)

We were originally just going to head to Old Navy to look for some pants but I decided that since we were already up and out of the house really early, we should go to the Wrentham outlets. I'm not usually a shopper but sometimes a little Retail Therapy goes a long way. We went into one store to look for some pants for Jen, and while she was trying them on I was looking around. And I saw this dress on the rack that I thought was really cute. I don't usually get that feeling so I was like, "Well, if they have my size, I'll try it on." (They only had two on the rack.) They had the size just below my usual size and I said, "What the heck," and tried it on. And when I walked out of the room to check the full-length mirror, this whole gaggle of women started flooding me with compliments. It was so crazy! So I was kind of bummed that I couldn't think of an event to warrant buying a dress, and then I remembered we have Mindy and Jay's wedding in two weeks. So I bought a dress! Wacky. It also needed a strapless bra so I ended up needing to buy one of those, too. I'll be the belle of the ball at the wedding, after the bride of course. ;)

So Jen ended up with 4 pairs of neat pants, and I walked out of there with the dress, a pair of jeans that actually fits (the other two pairs I've had forever fall off me), a cute summer shirt, and a pair of flip-flops. I love the way pants are cut these days (the whole popular low rise, flare leg thing) because it means most of the pants fit me no problem. Buying pants used to be so stressful! (Oh, and I'm always too short for pants, but right now cuffing and cutting are cool.)

When we went to a restroom they had one of those weight/fortune machines and I stuck a quarter in... and weighed about 5 pounds more than I did all through college! When I started working out/Metformin in Feb. 05 I weighed about 28 pounds more than I did in college. DANG! I want to weigh myself everywhere. When I get knocked up, all that excitement will go right out the window!

So now we're scheduled to IUI on Tuesday at 10. And then I need to get to work at 1 to do a couple of home visits. I could probably just take the whole day, but I'm only visiting small infants (a preemie 6monther with an adjusted age of about 3 months, and a 4monther with Down's) so I'll pretty much sit on the floor and not move around much. I shouldn't sweat the productivity thing because I'll make quota by bonus time no problem (if we make our hours by June 30, we get $1500)... but my officemates and I are really trying to have our hours done by May 31st so we can coast through June.

p.s. Birthday party/game night at Shani and Matt's last night, including an appearance from Mr. William back from Japan with armloads of Pocky and Green Tea Kit Kats. Neat!