So tomorrow I'll be 30 weeks. How exciting is that? The "WOW, you're gonna pop any minute," and "Are you SURE you're not due until September?" comments had already started, but they're getting more frequent now. And I want to pummel each and every one of these people. One of these days I'm just going to say, "Pregnant?" and act confused/offended if someone asks when I'm due.
I had been fighting what I thought was just "a little chest congestion" since July 4th weekend, and I finally went to the clinic last Thursday. Turns out I
I talked to my OB/GYN about this when I went in on July 9th, and he advised me to just take some Mucinex DM for 3-5 days and that I'd be back to normal. All this is to say, he didn't even bother listening to my lungs with his stethoscope. So I went to get a second opinion!
This is also the man who took me on as a patient with my stipulation that he'd be open to the possibility of a VBAC birth, and when we spoke about it at my first appointment he let me know he had a vacation planned the week I was due and if he wasn't there by some chance none of the other doctors are even willing to try. C-Section City. Apparently, he has to be at the hospital the entire time I'm laboring, and that might not be possible.
SINCE WHEN ARE DOCTORS SO LAZY? I hate to say that, but it made it seem as though he just wasn't even going to let me attempt because it'd be inconvenient for his schedule. He also said he'd need to check to see if my pelvic bone was able to accommodate a vaginal birth... what does that even mean? Women have been giving birth since the beginning of time, but I'm different?
Sorry, whole other tangent there.
Anywho, I should probably get back to work. Hope everyone had a great weekend!