Our doctors appointment today was pretty short and sweet.
We heard our little girls heartbeat and it was right on track....in the 150s. She's been moving around like crazy so I wasn't so worried this time about not hearing it but it was still music to my ears.
However the numbers on the scale apparently weren't so on track. I found myself doing a second look to make sure I was seeing it correctly. I was. And so did the doctor. She all but called me fat. That hurt. She asked what I was eating and if I was exercising. I eat whatever. Nothing crazy. Sure its more than I did before I got pregnant because I was dieting and plus I'm hungrier now. Anyhow, she told me to walk and eat more veggies. Needless to say I sat in the parking lot and cried afterwards. No one likes to be told they're fat....especially those us who have dealt with weight issues their whole lives.
According to all the stuff I've read, I've already gained, in almost 6 months, what I should gain during the entire pregnancy. Now what? I can't stop eating and I certainly am not going to exercise myself to death.
I'm stressing. I don't like stress!
Other than being fat....I'm good to go!
We've pretty much got the nursery finished up. We just need to get a rocker of some kind and we'll be all set.
Any suggestions on a good rocker? Preferably one that swivels.
And what about breast pumps? Any we should stay away from? What should we look for?
And while we're at it...what about a good jogging stroller?
I'll leave you with a picture taken last week. Kind of a sneak peak of the nursery. :o)
Am I really that fat? Keep in mind I am almost 6 months pregnant! :o)