Today was a good dr visit! I didn't gain any weight, wahoooo!
I am dilated 1 cm, and 50% effaced! Yay for progress! His head is nice and low (um, I know!) She also doesn't want to send me right to a c-section (whew!) and wants me to go through labor as she thinks there is a great chance he could fit. (double whew!) but only at that time will we know!
I was also told that I need to get my wedding ring off ASAP. I am supposed to elevate my hand and then try to get it off but seriously have tried everything--soap, lotion, oil, and soaking my hand in ice. I might have to get it cut off and it might make me weepy but that isn't anything weird because everything seems to do that to me lately. I mean I got emotional the other day because something Blake which had no emotional connotation whatsoever....or because i dropped something!
My nose looks like it grew in place of gaining weight this week. Seriously....
My feet look like fat snausages, and my back is killing me but I am so close to meeting my little man, it's crazy. I think I might have a little mini panic attack over that thought....breathe, Amy, breathe!