I had a midwife appointment today. The quick version is that everything is just fine.

Here is the long version for the Grandmas to be. I love my midwife, She reminds me of my friend Melanie, who knows everything about having babies. Everything. Yet strangely isn’t a know it all. I have been bounced around a lot during this pregnancy (mostly my own doing), and so I had a ton of questions about London specific issues. She was super helpful, and is encouraging me to have the baby at home! I’m not sure I am ready for that, but I did promise to think about it. They can bring a little pool to your flat and I guess you just sit in it and have the baby?! Any weigh ins? The only bad thing I am doing is eating peanut butter. I love peanut butter, and thought it was a great way for me to get protein, but alas, I am told that it can cause allergies in your little one (hence the ooops…). I raced home and looked it up online, and it seems this data is a little outdated. There is little actual proof that eating peanuts during pregnancy actually causes anything – other than a delicious taste sensation!!!  I have to go in to have my RH- shot tomorrow, yuck. She also signed me up for childbirth classes. Michael can go if he wants, but usually the dads don’t join, since the moms all sit around and chat for awhile after the class. I am hoping to make some friends there who will have babies the same age as Baby, so they can drool on each other, or whatever it is that babies do with their friends when they are that little. It will just be nice to have some people to hang out with, once he is born, since no one else probably cares what color the baby pooped that day. I got to hear his strong little heartbeat again today, which is thrilling each time! Unfortunately, Baby was bad again today – he kicked the sonogram when we were trying to listen – several times. He is exactly the right size, so for those of you who think I am enormous… well you’re right, but apparently I am the right size of enormous. I was also told that I look extremely healthy! The midwife (Liz) said she can’t believe I am a vegetarian because I look so healthy. Ummm.. thanks? Then she took a whole bunch of blood, and Mom, I am sorry to say you have met your match. Now granted you haven’t given me a shot in a long time, nor drawn blood, but Liz is GOOD at it. I honestly didn’t even know she took 4 vials of blood! But you’re still my best Mom. I hope Liz gives me my shot tomorrow. Unfortunately, she could not alleviate my intense back or groin pain. But she did say it is normal, and I just have to ride it out. Luckily, I have the best husband in the world, who has forbidden me from doing anything but sit around until baby arrives.

So all is well, and I will certainly have some kind of story about my shot tomorrow!