37 Weeks
Same old, same old. My blood pressure is good, I am 215 pounds, I “measure” 46 weeks pregnant and the babies are reactive and have good heart rates.
I had false labor contractions all through lunch but, of course, as soon as I was hooked up to a monitor they stopped. My uterus is like a car that makes a strange noise; the moment you take it to the mechanic, it stops. The midwife suggested raspberry leaf tea. This will apparently “tone” the uterus, and calm down the false labor caused by an irritable uterus while simultaneously prepping it for the real deal. I am drinking some now and it tastes like, well, like I boiled raspberry leaves. I can’t really recommend it; earl grey it ain’t.
I continue to be told that I could go tomorrow, or it could be 2
weeks. Our doula has a hunch it will be July 4.
Brian’s office threw him a party today to celebrate the twins; alas, he missed it because he was at the doctor’s appointment with me. Nice cake though, huh? Much better than the boiled leaf tea. They took a picture and saved him a slice.

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June 23rd, 2006 08:04
love the auto mechanic imagery!