Got my Rh shot yesterday because, lucky me, I am O Negative. I can give blood to anyone who desires...but can only take O-. Crazy the things you learn.
The shot was fantastic. I had actually missed dropping my drawers for people. A shot! In my rear! This I can relate to.
After said shot, the nurse, whom I just love, said, "and just think! You get to have these every time you're pregnant from now on!" It was fun to just giggle and believe for a moment that I was a "normal" woman who would have more pregnancies down the road and would have to think about such things.
This goes hand-in-hand with the question that my OB-GYN asked at my appointment last week. She said, "so...now's the time to be thinking about birth control - what you want to use after the baby's born." Whaaaaaa? Why would I want to use birth control? I suppose "normal" women contemplate such things, but me? Heck no. I want to know what I gotta do to get pregnant again. Pills? Shots? Temp charts? Fasting?
I guess we don't really hold out much hope for getting pregnant again. We certainly can't afford another IVF. And countless IUI's only resulted in MC. So, what type of birth control we would want certainly isn't in our vocabulary - because if it happened, we would be ecstatic. BigB doesn't even want to entertain the idea of talking about fertility stuff post-baby. He wants to "enjoy the moment." I totally agree, but there is this pressing deadline - like my 40th birthday - that is looming in the distance. It's hard not to get caught up in the future and what may or may not happen.
What has been fun is feeling the baby's head (or rump?). I still can't really figure out which end is which, but I can definitely feel something round and hard (like an orange) that moves around. Crazy!
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