I had my appointment this morning. I found someone who not only could take both boys for me, but could drop Aiden off at preschool. I got a little lost, so I wasn’t there 15 minutes early, like I should have been, but I found the office. I got there in time for my scheduled appointment. However, because I haven’t yet been accpeted with medical assistance, I had to pay a huge amount of money for the visit. They reassured me that would be reimbursed when I am accepted. We shall see. I got all the paperwork filled out, and the nurse called me in. They hadn’t gotten a hold of my doctor’s office in Nevada yet, so they didn’t have my records yet, so the nurse said the nurse practitioner thought it a good idea to just wait a week and reschedule. I have to have some kind of strep test done at 36 weeks. They said they don’t want to do it too early, and they can’t wait that long, either. However, since they’d just be doing a “how are you feeling” checkup, I already paid all that money, and I would have to come back next week and probably pay even more money (since I’m more than likely not going to get an acceptance letter for medical assistance yet), they suggested I not really have the appointment today and just reschedule for next week.
Fine, whatever. But I will be 36 weeks tomorrow, and I really, really think this baby is coming early! I would have at least like to have talked to the nurse practitioner about some of my birthing options and such, and I do know a lot of what’s going on with my pregnancy, so why do you need all of my records right this second anyway? I know, I know. They need to look everything over and get it all straight, but still. What if the baby comes this week?? Mr. Universe’s birthday is on Thursday. What a nice little present, right? Just kidding (mostly).
So I have all these faxes to send to different places and wait for responses and turn them in. Luckily the person who babysat for me this morning has a fax machine and has generously offered me to use it. Once Dallin wakes up from a nap, we shall do just that.
I’m so sick of this whole thing. I just want to be able to see a doctor, feel comfortable with that doctor, and have this baby already!! I’m sick of having to worry about money and where it is all going to come from and how much everything costs, especially the things you need (house, food, insurance… you get the picture).
The good news, however, is that I haven’t had anymore “indications” of the baby coming. A couple of Braxton Hicks here and there, but nothing major. So the baby is still comfy and safe inside. While I may be completely miserable (and I can’t believe how much I weigh! I have put on over 35 pounds for this pregnancy! My largest weight gain yet!! And I still have 4 more weeks!!), I know it’s better for the baby to not be born yet. It’s just not time. The baby will come when he’s supposed to come, and I need to stop worrying!