39 Weeks

Well, we have finally reached the end! My due date is NEXT Friday (July 2nd). I can't believe it! I don't have ANY indication whatsoever as to if I'll be early or late. And I'm completely torn on whether I want to have her 2 days late (July 4th!) or NOW. The July 4th "wish" mainly pertains to the fact that I am a (July 24th) Pioneer Day baby--and figure it would be nice to give Olive the same gift of fireworks, rodeos, parades, etc.

But no complaints if she comes NOW. Especially since I only have two more vacation days--which I would like to use preceding my due date next week. But if I go over, that means I would have to come into work up until I go into labor... ugh!!!

So I am supposed to see my doctor every week at this point but skipped the visit last week since he was out on vacation. (He could have scheduled me to see another doctor, but neither him nor I fretted about missing one week since everything has been perfect and I hadn't had any contractions yet...Last we checked I was dilated to a 1 and 80% effaced. His guess was that I was still a couple weeks out EASILY.) But I was definitely looking forward to my appointment for yesterday just to see if there had been any progression in the last two weeks.

So I go to my appointment and begin to play the normal waiting game. 45 minutes into my appointment, I am sitting on the butcher paper--still waiting for the doctor--when the nurse comes in and explains that he has run to the hospital to do a C-section. She was apologetic and asked if I wanted to wait or reschedule. She thought he would be back in 45 minutes and would be happy to put me at the top of the list if we wanted to come back then. Kevin was with me and we decided that we could run an errand and come back.

So we came back about an hour later and waited a few minutes in the waiting room. It wasn't long before the doctor got back, so a nurse took me back to the room and said he would be right in. At this point, we were getting a little pressed for time but figured it would be no problem and that we should be done pretty quickly. A few minutes elapsed, which I figured was normal since he had just gotten back. A nurse offered to bring me a drink and brought it in a few minutes later and again reassured us that he should be right in. Then Kevin and I hear him go into the room next door and help that patient. I was a little irritated but was thinking, "we're next." Then I swear I hear him go into the room on the other side of us. Kevin and I are both getting a little impatient at this point since we need to leave but are trying to be understanding. I really hate to nag people at the doctor's office because I always "know" that as soon as I say something, the doctor will show up. (Plus, the nurse had reassured us he would be right in...) However, enough time has elapsed at this point that Kevin began insisting that we needed to leave. So finally, Kevin peeked his head out into the hallway and the nurse looked surprised to see him.

"Has he not been in there yet?"
"No..."
The nurse comes into the room looking extremely perplexed. Then she discovers my "papers" on the desk.

"It's totally my fault," she explained, "I left your papers right here and so he doesn't even know you are waiting for him. I am sooooooo sorry..." Unfortunately, he was with a patient that would require a few more minutes and honestly, we just couldn't wait any longer. So we left, both EXTREMELY mad. I know the nurse felt completely awful and that she didn't do it on purpose. I don't think I would have been so upset except for the fact that I'm due NEXT WEEK. Grrrrr. My next appointment is Wednesday and I feel okay about waiting until then since I haven't had any major contractions or anything but it would have been nice to know where I'm at.