Week 34 and all is well... for my little man at least

Week 34... 6 weeks to go, or so I though.
Apparently I probably won't be able to make it through my entire pregnancy without being induced.

Why? Blood pressure issues.

I guess I was getting a little cocky being so happy that all the problems we would have with our little Travolta would be conceiving him, but I guess I was wrong. Sigh.

Let me begin by saying; yes I'm overweight, but I have NEVER had blood pressure issues - before or during this pregnancy. Even when I was freaking out over bleeding in the summer time my blood pressure was high, but it was "you're a bit stressed" sort of high. It hasn't crept up slowly, it's been 120/80 or 125/75 pretty consistently up until now.

Last week (or two weeks ago, it's all a blur!) at my appointment it was a high at 130/100 and then 130/95... so off to the Obstetrics I went for blood tests, pee test, blood pressure monitoring and a non-stress test for Travolta (which is actually my favourite part because they monitor his heartbeat, movement and my contractions). Blood pressure is lower, but still not low enough for their liking.

So I had to go back to the hospital on the Saturday for the blood pressure monitoring and non-stress test. Let me say, this child is so UN-stressed it's not funny... he rolls, kicks and moves the entire time he's being monitored.
I think he's going to be just like Dave actually, which would be nice. A very relaxed little man.

Back for a doctor's appointment this Thursday where it's high again (no wonder though, I got punched in the boob HARD 45 minutes prior to the blood test, but apparently that won't make it high).

Doctor comes in and tells me I can't work anymore because it's too stressful... honestly I was blind-sided! I assured her my job wasn't stressful and it was just because I got punched in the boob, which never happens in my non-violent class. Which is true, and which is why I stayed in that class.

Hell, I just put in my notice because I am working until the 12th of January because I feel great!
No high blood pressure side effects like body swelling and headaches (other than the migraine the other day, but the barometric pressure always gets me - pregnant or not).

So I'm taking next week off to "see how it goes"... yippee!
Although it sounds like my doctor is pretty stuck on the fact that I will be going on sick leave. Sigh.

Back to the hospital I went today (Saturday) for more blood tests, pee test, blood pressure monitoring and a non-stress test... again highish at 135/90.

So guess who's on blood pressure medication now and who has to go back to the hospital AGAIN tomorrow morning?! Yup, that would be me!
My doctor doesn't think my blood pressure is going to get any lower so I'm on drugs. Fabulous!

She also said "you probably won't make it to your due date, maybe a week or two early". Sigh.
On the positive side of that one, he probably won't be as big as Dave was when he was born... I do not need to have the experience of newborn over 10 pounds!

I'm still getting over it... I just was so surprised by the fact that I'm going to be off NOW and I didn't even get a chance to do my "last day at work" thing... or to say my official goodbye.
Not that they won't see me - I'm breaking the rules a bit, and I'm going to the movies with them for a field trip on Friday (Happy Feet) and I'm going to go to the Christmas concert as well.

I guess it's also because it's a change in plan that I didn't see coming at all... I'm never as good with change as I pretend to be.

All in all I'm just happy that my little man is happy and stress-free.
He's fine and growing fine, although we'll have an even better idea once I have my ultrasound on Thursday.
That's the goal of this entire process, right? I just wait to hold him, so I can have a whole new range of things to worry about! :)

(Don't worry Laura, no bed-rest! Hahaha!)