It's Sunday night. My next OB appointment is in the morning. I have the usual pre-appointment jitters.
I don't really quite understand what causes it. I used the Doppler a couple of hours ago and all sounds fine. But I still feel anxious about the appointment tomorrow. My brain really needs to get the message. So far, so good.
I will say that I'm still freaked by the pains I had the other night. I've been pretty much fine since. I did have a contraction today after I spent a little while doing housework and fighting to get the duvet back on the comforter, but it was just a Braxton Hicks contraction (Didn't really hurt, just uncomfortable. I laid down and it eased pretty quickly.)
I also am really waiting for the point where the movement is more consistent. I know it's normal and I've even pretty much figured out that when the baby is laying low and in the middle, I can't feel anything, but it still troubles me.
I'm also already dreading Tuesday.
Tuesday is boob cutting day. I'm really hoping to talk them into just doing a local. I'm not skeeved by being awake at all. But I know that sometimes they prefer that you're out of it. I don't particularly care for anesthesia, anyway. After my "couldn't breathe when I woke up" incident after D&C #2, I'm particularly resistant to it. But my biggest concern is, of course, how it will affect the baby. I wish this damned lump had resolved itself.. or better yet, never came up at all.
And of course, there's also the whole what-if-the-lump-is-bad thing. Everyone seems pretty sure it's not, but it's not as though my body hasn't let me down time and time again, so I'm nervous.
So, that's where I stand. Nervous. As usual.