29 weeks 3 days

Another month, another doctor's appointment. Sometimes I feel like these things are a waste of time because nothing really happens. And yet I look forward to them all the same. From now on I'll be seeing Dr Porter once every two weeks instead of once a month. That means I'll have a reason to post twice as often now! 

Today I weighed in at a hefty . . . not going to say. But I have gained more weight. I think I'm up about 22 pounds total so far, but there's still plenty of time to go. Li'l Cleatus still has a good strong heartbeat. As Dr Porter was trying to listen to it, he asked if the baby has been moving well, and in response he got kicked. It made the doppler thingy bounce on my tummy. Needless to say, I think Cleatus is going to be a soccer player. Or a dancer. I tease Nate by telling him that the baby is dancing around inside me. He doesn't like it much, but that's what all those crazy movements feel like. Occasionally the baby pokes his foot out so far that you can see the protuberance sticking out there, and I kind of shove it back in. 

Li'l Cleatus is about 15 inches long and weighs about 2.5 pounds at this point. In length he compares to a butternut squash. (See picture below.) From now on he won't get too much longer, but he'll continue to pack on the pounds (just like his mama).

Dr Porter gave me some samples to try of this heartburn medication stuff. We'll see if it helps. I've been chewing Tums-like calcium tablets on a regular basis for about 3 months now just so I can sleep. I don't really want to take any more medications, but I'll probably use up the samples and then go back to my regularly scheduled programs. 

The best part of the visit was when I asked Dr Porter for a note that I could take to work. See, at PDC one of the only dress code rules is no flip flops. That's fine in the winter (well, maybe not fine, but at least tolerable), but it's not so much fun in the summer. Especially when my poor feetsies have already started swelling up in the afternoons. I asked HR if they gave special permission to pregnant women to wear whatever shoes they wanted (I knew they had done it in the past) and they told me I needed a note from my doctor saying that it is medically necessary for me to wear flip flops before they'd be okay with it. So I asked Dr Porter for a note and he complied. It says, "To Whom it May Concern, Kirsta is experiencing swelling and may need to wear flip flops to work in for the remainder of the pregnancy." Nice. I dropped it off with HR and look forward to having happier feet in the weeks to come. 

So, to sum up, everything seems to be going well. I have a few aches and pains to go along with the usual nausea, but nothing to complain about. (At least nothing to complain about to anyone but Nate who gets to hear it whether he likes it or not.) I'm doing great. The baby's doing great. Nate's doing great. Our house is coming together slowly but surely.  I only have 10 weeks left until I get at least a 6 week vacation from work. Everything is great.