Just got back from the appointment. It went well. It was boring and long and uneventful. Uneventful is good though. Since this is my third pregnancy I just feel like it's almost pointless. To run through the list of cheeses and meats not to eat, to tell me to eat protein and take my vitamins. It's so weird how unenthused I was afterwards.
Maybe because I was originally due in October with the twins, I feel like by now I should be talking birth plans, and drinking gross glucose drinks, and actually moving somewhere instead of being 6 weeks and literally there is nothing to do. No ultrasounds, no heat beats, no positions.
Or maybe it's because I've been to the exciting part with Barclay and appointments near the end were more and more medical as they felt if the baby was in a good position or checked my cervix.
Don't get me wrong. I'm thankful I had a good, uneventful, boring appointment because it means everything was as it should be. But it's hard to FEEL so different and in your heart you are bursting with joy about a baby the size of a sweet pea, and you can't see it, feel it, and the midwife refers to it like it's some foreign object that might come into being in the next 8 months or so.
Thanks for all the prayers:-)