Prenatal Visit 11/11 +More Stuff

Okay, folks! Here's the update! What a whacko day it was yesterday...but anyway. The ultrasound is showing *mystery sex* baby to be about 5 lbs 10 oz at the present moment, body measuring about 34 weeks (as I predict is the case), with the head measuring about 36 or 37 weeks. So, the baby still has a big head...no surprise there! My fluid level has actually gone down a smidge, which means no need for maternal/fetal. Can you say "awesome"?! Dodged a bullet there for sure. Doc would like me to do the 1 hour glucose screen to be "thorough" regarding GD, but after talking to hubby about it, we're not going for it. My fasting blood sugar was PERFECT, according to doc. Not to mention that the baby is measuring right on target as far as size, except for the head being on the big side, and my fluid level went down. Keep in mind the 1 hour glucose screen is only 30-50% accurate, and we pay out of pocket for it, and well, I think people might understand why we're opting not to do it. My blood pressure is still perfect, but that is no surprise. I'm just waiting for that big humungo jump @ around 37-38 weeks...so we'll see if better nutrition pays off or not. Also, I am still measuring big, now measuring "term," which is "why you feel so miserable, and why people are being rude out in public," according to Doc. Ha!

Never fails that we went to Olive Garden for dinner after the marathon appointment (there is a MAJOR reason why I used to schedule the first a.m. appointments), and some old Italian bat came up to our table, while we were eating no less, and told me I look like I'm about to go any day now. When I replied with, "actually, I have about 6 weeks left," she assumed that I must be having twins. At that point, I shovelled a bunch of salad in my mouth, gave my hubby a dirty look and let him finish up with her before I got nasty.

What else happened yesterday? Well, let me see, the woman-who-shall-remain-nameless (WWSRN) reared her ugly head again. I've now banned her from coming down anytime around the birth of Baby #2. We have apparently now been brushed aside for a baby shower for her husband's nephew's wife...Interesting.

Oh, and after zero contact with a "friend" of mine for nearly a month, and after she previously blew off my girls' night just hours before it started, I received a text asking for a hook-up--the number of a friend of mine who fixes computers. Say whaaaaa?! No response to my concerns regarding the girls' night incident, and a late night (okay not like LATE late, but 9pm) text asking for a favor? I laughed about it and just wondered exactly what the right thing to do was...so I am ignoring it for the moment. I must say though, ballsy move!

And going back to the Olive Garden for a moment, I must say that we had a ridiculously awful experience! And I'd normally be the first to complain to a manager and get half off our meal, but I didn't. I'll be regretting that one for sure, especially since it wasn't a cheap meal. Anyway, I always thought that in order to work there as a server, you had to have stellar experience in the service industry. Apparently I am absolutely WRONG in that, or else they've completely lowered their standards. It started off with some random Hispanic guy coming to our table, telling us that James would be our server and asking us, "would you like to try this wine?" Ummmmmmmm, what is this wine??? So we declined, and he immediately departed our table. A couple minutes later, "James" came to our table and said that he understands that so-and-so started us off with drinks, to which I quickly replied, "no one has gotten us drinks." He looked really confused, looked around, and said, "Okay, well, what can I get for you guys then?" After that, he NEVER REFILLED OUR DRINKS! I don't even think he looked at them, to be honest. We asked for a 2nd round of salad, which he brought out with our meal? He didn't check back with us until halfway through our main dishes, and then we had to steal a dessert menu from another table! He didn't ask us if we'd like a cappuccino with dessert, let alone a refill on the empty cokes on the table. He didn't pre-bus at all, and our table was scattered with dishes the entire time. UGH. It was bad enough that my hubby said he wouldn't have tipped AT ALL, and we were both servers. I tipped 10%. And I put our empty glasses on top of the folder with the check in it. Wowza. So if you go to the Olive Garden at Castleton anytime in the near future, just make sure that JAMES is not servicing your table, or you might be sorely disappointed with your experience.

I think that's about it for my weirdo day yesterday...Man, was I ever glad to shut my eyes and get that one over with! Here's to a much better (and less weird) day today!

Til next time...