The Outside World

This week I have had the pleasure of three outings! Well, the last one is still to come, but you get the idea. And they are all sanctioned because they are all trips to the hospital. On Monday we had the cervix check, a regular OB appointment on Thursday (all appears well if measuring your belly and listening to a heartbeat is the criteria for "good job") and today, this afternoon, I get to go to put myself on a monitor and check if I am having any contractions.

This last one is a little different. But, I told my doctor that there are times I have pulls, stretches and weird feelings in the abdomen and as far as I know they're not contractions, but how do I recognize them again? I think she is simply sick of me asking that question every time I see her. So she decided to just have me come in and find out if I am having any contractions without my knowing. Usually this is the kind of thing that would make me go batty with worry and wonder, but I am too excited about the open window on the drive over to care.

The nice part about these outings, aside from seeing my stranger friends in the outside world, is that I can usually get my fretting husband to add a little something to the excursion. Like a trip to a cafe or mellow restaurant. I mean, the stairs to the car were already walked, so....might as well take advantage, yes?