Went to the dr this morning. Sugar was fine but my iron was another point lower. He put me on these gigantic iron pills to take every day until 3 months after the baby is born. Yuck. I hate taking pills. I never learned to swallow pills until I was like 13 or 14 and only because my great-grandmother couldn’t believe I couldn’t do it and made me try it. I have hated it ever since anyway. I have been known to gag on several occassions trying to swallow a pill. So, I’m not looking forward to these horse pills. With Emma, I had these tiny little red pills. He said these were liquid gel caps and would absorb better. In other news, the dr. said the baby was breach at the moment. However, she is still at a point where she will move a lot. Another thing the dr is making me do is count kicks EVERY DAY for 3 weeks! I have to write a start time down, count 10 kicks and then write the stop time down. My last dr never made me do that and although it won’t take long if she’s really awake, it’s going to be a pain to keep up with. The dr also wanted to request the copy of my surgery from when I was 1. I had a freak accident when I was 1. I somehow got a straight pin stuck in my uterus wall and they had to operate to get it out. No one can explain how it got there. Every time a dr sees the scar (it’s pretty big, about 3 or 4 inches long vertically on my lower abdomen) they want the story and then they give you this really weird look like I’m lying about it or something. So the dr. today said he was going to try to get a copy of the record from the hospital in a small hick town 24 years ago. He said if they did cut in my uterus wall muscle, I could have problems during labor although seeing I’ve already been through labor successfully, it seems it would show I’ll be fine. He is just one of those overly cautious ones I guess.
And speaking of Lexi, I keep meaning to mention she started with the hiccups about a week ago. She gets them usually once every day. I remember Emma getting them at least that often.
OK, Scott and Emma left to go to my dad’s to drop something off and I actually have the house to myself and I need to get some work done. I’m actually sitting on a table in our garage. I set it up out here because Emma was playing out here while Scott worked and she wanted me out here too. It feels nice since I’m in the shade. I think I’ll enjoy my time alone and get some work done!