I had my 30 week appointment on Wednesday, and surprise, surprise, my blood pressure went down. I know. What a shocker. Even the doctor was surprised. I don't know how that could have happened, because I certainly didn't do anything to warrant it. It'd pretty much even stopped drinking my grape juice. Nevertheless, down it was, and I'm glad.
Don't get any ideas, though, it was still high. Really high, actually, but lower than it was the last time. :)
Everything is progressing well. I'm not swollen, not diabetic, not anything, yet. We're just hanging out... and when I say hanging out, I do mean hanging out. Ilse's getting bigger every day, and she is making my stomach muscles ACHE! Ouchie kazoochie!
After my two nap day yesterday, Joey has taken to asking me (several times already today) "Are you going to take a nap, Mommy?" If I didn't know better I'd think he had something nefarious planned, but he's a bit too young for that.
I'm trying hard not to overdo it, but I do have a lot of things to do to get ready to go later. I need to clean my kitchen, pack my bag, go to Sam's, get the food ready, and get another water bowl for my puppies.
Speaking of puppies, I guess I'm starting to like Faith a little bit. It helps that she is learning how to sit down and let me pet her, although, I do shake a stick at her when she nips at me. She just can't be doing that to get attention, either mine or Joey's. That's like a kid that cusses to get attention. Not. Gonna. Happen.
Back to the doctor: I go back in two weeks, and hopefully my blood pressure will still be good. I'll be excited when we get to 36 weeks. I think I'll feel like she'll come any day, and I'll get really excited. I'm managing my excitement at this state, and plus, I don't really have the energy to be too excited right now. Ilse is making me