32 Weeks.

The last few weeks have been a little rough for this here pregnant lady. Between the spotting and the general feeling that my lower abdomen was splitting in two anytime I did anything more than sit down, I was really beginning to miss my prepregnant physique. But after a(nother) 17 hour stint on the couch over the weekend and a slave husband selflessly beckoning at my every call, I am starting to feel much better.

At the end of last week, I finally got in touch with the Doctor’s Office, and just as I suspected, I don’t have an UTI. Although the UTI was the only good explanation that anybody could come up with to explain the repeated spotting and cramping (even though I was not suffering from any other system typical of UTI’s), me being right and the doctor wrong just reassures me that I really do know my body. And that totally makes the co-pay worth it.