Long time, no see, doc

Tomorrow I meet with my maternal fetal medicine specialist for the first time this pregnancy. I do so love my high-risk doctor. I can't thank him enough for helping me stay pregnant with Jack when it all looked so dire. Then he made an easy pregnancy with Emmie possible, well as easy as a pregnancy involving stitches in your cervix can be. There is no way I would even consider the possibility of anyone else performing the cerclage for this pregnancy.

This doctor thinks I am crazy, what with my always asking for quantifiable statistics about cerclage success rates, bedrest outcomes and trying to play "let's make a deal" when it comes to frequency of ultrasounds or how many contractions in an hour sends your ass to labor and delivery. But he can always count on a smile and a smart-ass comment from me. That has to make me his most fun patient, if not the most annoying.

I will get my NT scan, which means a chance to peep at the kid on ultrasound, and then my surgery consult. After checking the length of the ole cervix, I will then pop downstairs for the bloodwork that goes along with the genetic testing we're having done. Now that I am 35 -- duh duh duhhhhhhh Advanced Maternal Age -- we get all the fun stuff.

I'm not expecting any surprises from this appointment. The embryo isn't big/heavy enough to make it's presence known to the cervix yet, so it should be nice and normal. We'll schedule the surgery and have a few laughs about me being a glutton for punishment when it comes to pregnancy and having a needle in my back and then I'll go home. This is so routine that Josh isn't even coming along. He has to woooooork. He's buuuuuuusy. Yeah, yeah. I know. He makes the money and I spend it. (In his defense, I really don't need him to be there. It's not a big deal and I didn't even really ask him if he would come anyway. But I like to push his buttons and the best way to do that is to bitch about his work. Wanna see Josh's blood pressure go off the charts? All I have to do is start whining about how hard my life is because he travels.)

Hopefully tomorrow there will be nothing to report because it was all so boring and routine. Except you all know that's just not possible when things involve me and pregnancy. So perhaps there will be something amusing to share, if nothing else.