It was yesterday.
It was good.
My blood pressure is good, all the urine testings were good, heartbeats were in range, and my weight gain is good. And that's all that they checked. No internal, like they said I would have. No worries on their end. I just have to go back next week for the same thing. That's it. Well, at least they are seeing me weekly now so I guess that's an improvement. Don't get me wrong, they are good, I just don't know how they have so much faith in my body without checking up on me more. I guess I'm just peachy.
The only news I can give is that we at least scheduled my C-section for week 38 if I don't go into labor on my own before that. October 12th is the date. At the latest, that's when I will meet my babies. And to be honest, it doesn't make me feel anything. I don't feel attached to the date in any way, my instincts tell me it will be before that but who the heck knows? All I know is that the time is coming.
Next week, 2 days shy of 36 weeks, I go see the peri to get an ultrasound and check on their growth. And that's all I have...