While waiting, the nurse checked my normal stats. Blood pressure was fine and I had gained 4 lbs this week. I guess the baby is finally putting on some weight to keep herself warm when she arrives. The nurse informed us that when the OB arrives he would be checking my cervix for dilation.
2 hours after our appointment time he arrived back in the office. While waiting Rob had noticed an autographed Yzerman jersey that the OB had hanging on his office wall and so he asked him about it. That turned into a full-blown hockey chat about favourite players and teams and as I lay on the exam table, naked from the waist down covered only by a sheet and all I could think was "Seriously! You're discussing hockey now? ". The OB carried on the hockey conversation with Rob for a good 10 mins while examining me. It was very strange being examined and feeling invisible at the same time. I'm glad that Rob and the doctor get along, but you kinda want the OB to focus on what he's doing while he's poking around your lady parts.
He checked the baby's heartbeat, which was a strong 146 bpm, and then checked my cervix. He, as well as a few friends, had warned me that this part could be quite painful but it didn't seem that bad for me. Just a little uncomfortable. Unfortunately, my cervix was still closed up tight. He mentioned that its really no indication of what's to come because some people can walk around for weeks 3cm dilated before they go into labour, and other women can be closed up tight at lunch time and have their water break and deliver a baby before bedtime the same day. I sure hope I can be one of those people.
So we have another appointment scheduled for next week and if at that point there is no action he will start discussing plans for inducing labour. He won't induce until I'm over 7 days past my due date just because due dates can be off by a week or so and they don't want to have any unnecessary medical intervention if they can help it.
So once again, there is nothing to do but wait and enjoy my last few uneventful days.
