Salutations, my curious congregation. Sorry I've been doing so much soft personal stuff recently but I don't want to get out of the habit of writing blog entries, need to stay ahead of the curb, and I have a lot of personal nonsense going on, so I'm about to go on a ramble. Buckle up or move on ahead to the next one if there's a next one up.
CWs: Baby stuff. A good litmus test for whether or not you want to continue is whether or not the word 'cervix' makes you make a face. If you made a face, probably skip this one. If you laughed, how the fuck old are you? Also swearing. But if you're down to read five or six paragraphs of Robin Oversharing Life Details, click on.
So anyway, Rowan dropped. Which technically means he's getting ready to make his grand entrance, but it also means he's sitting in this really inconvenient spot in my pelvis that makes it painful to stand up or walk anywhere.
Today, while I was at the doctor's office, they took my blood pressure and it read 150 over 89 and the doctor that took it was very concerned and made me take it again to make sure that was accurate. Well, it wasn't, but only just barely, so they sent me for a blood draw to see if I'm pre-eclampsic. Honestly, I think it was just that high because walking hurts right now and I'd been all over creation at that point. I don't know how cave women did this.
Anyway my understanding of the situation is that he could decide to press this at any point now and I should be ready, though it's most likely not going to be for at least a couple of weeks yet. By the time this blog entry comes out, it might actually qualify as being a couple of weeks at that point, but that's why I'm writing everything in advance right now. Because babies are a massive life adjustment and I don't know if I'm going to be awake enough to do blogs while Josh and I are getting used to our own personal house gremlin.
I'm being glib, but I'm honestly very exciting. My mom thinks it'll be two weeks but she also thinks I'm going to test positive for pre-eclampsia and that if that's the case they'll probably induce me. Which, you know, fine and dandy if that's the case but right now I'm perfectly content to go on Rowan's schedule.
Alright, now that that's out of my system, hopefully I'll have something of better substance for you next time around.
Fortune Favors,
Robin the Red
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