Sorry...it's been a while

I've been very tired lately! I know the picture doesn't show much but there is something under there!!

I went to the doctor the first Friday in March (about 4 weeks after my last one) and I had gained TEN pounds!! I don't feel or look like it (well, maybe I look like it) but when I saw such a big number pop up on the screen of the scale I thought I was going to hurl! Chuck actually went with me this time, first appointment he's been to. My doctor is his classmate from USUHS and I think she was a little nervous like she thought he'd be grading him or somthing. It was kind of funny.

Anyway, she asked if I had thought about whether I was going to request drugs or not when in childbirth. I told her that when it was just cramps I was dealing with that I was fighting getting physically ill, so I thought I would be taking advantage of the drugs. I don't want to have to concentrate on not getting sick when I have to push a watermellon out of my body!

Then she asked if I had any questions about the birth process itself. I told her that I am terribly fearful of it. I told her the first time I saw her that at some point in this pregnancy that it was going it hit me and I would probably freak out on her, but not to be afraid because it would be on par for me. Well, this time I was very calm and told her that my plan of attack was to not plan or attack at all. That I was not going to face my fears until the very last moment when I was faced with fact. I figure if I face my anxiety now, I will only run the risk of heightening my fears for the next few months and it would do me no good. This way, I will only freak out of 48 hours max. I asked if she had any qualms about this and she said no, so this is the strategy I am going with.

Also, I did not tell her that the snowshoe trip that I am facing this weekend is now officially a 1600 feet climb in elevation over 5.7 miles. Oh, yes, I've done my research. I am prepared! Here I come Mt. Rainier, ready or not!!