The Wait Continues....

I spent yesterday afternoon in the Fetal Assessment Unit at the General Hospital. Stephen miraculously had one of those "Earned Days Off" - a perk of working life in Regina - so he could keep me company.

We waited and waited and chatted with some other people in the waiting room. There was a nice couple who was 10 days overdue and I loved the girl because she was super positive and kinda like "whatever happens" about the whole experience. There was another couple who were at 35 weeks and the girl was freaking out and loudly whispered to her husband "I DON'T WANT TO BE 10 DAYS OVERDUE" so I had to get my hate on for her. She was also dressed in head to toe Rider gear wearing a "future Rider fan" t-shirt with an arrow pointing to the belly. Everyone joked about how our late babies were probably going to come on Sunday during the Rider game and the hospital would be empty.

We got our ultrasound (only my second time to see Hairy in black and white) and it was looking very comfortable in there with lots of fluid and room still. Hairy is in perfect position for birth which made me happy. We got to see its little hand in front of the face again, a foot by the other side of the face, a long spine, a healthy beating heart, and my always full bladder. We were careful not to look as she did most of the test as we didn't want to accidentally discover the sex.

We then waited for the Non Stress Test for which I got to sit in a huge recliner chair and had two monitors put on my belly, one to take the baby's heartbeat and the other to assess movements and any contractions. They put you on the monitor until the baby has two periods of distinct movements. The lady in front of me took 45 minutes for this to happen and needed all sorts of juices brought in to her. Our active little Hairy took about 5 minutes to achieve this and then we had to sit for 5 more minutes while they monitored the heartrate. It was neat to see it move from 129 to 160 when it got moving and excited.

I was handed a pamphlet on Inducing Labour (sigh...come on Hairy) and we were sent on our merry little way.

On the way home we realized in terror that we had made absolutely no plans for this weekend thinking we'd have a 7 or 8 pound distraction. So...Steve phoned Derek and Sofia to see if they wanted to check out a movie with us. They happened to be planning an excursion to Vibank for the best Mexican food in Saskatchewan and called the very small restaurant which is reservation in advance only to convince them that their very pregnant friend needed some spicy Mexican food to induce labour...and they were able to fit us in. IT WAS SO DELICIOUS, but unfortunately did not induce labour!