Had my week 32 appointment with the midwife today. I feel like a super-star good girl again. Not that I have a lot of control over it, but it sort of feels like "yay for me!" when it turns out my hemoglobin is high (no iron supplements for me yet), blood sugar is good, blood pressure is low, no protein in the urine, Kebab's head is down... yay! She tried to help guide my hands so I could feel the back and head and such too, but I just couldn't feel it. In fact, I felt like I was pressing all the way down and only felt the back of my own pelvis, no head! But I trust the woman, heh. Plus, the kicks are all up against my left rib, so it seems to fit with how she said Kebab is lying.
So weird to think of another human being hitching a ride with its head between my legs...
The not-so-yay is that apparently my legs are too fat for the support socks they use to prevent varicose veins. Their "wide" version had a calf width of 33-37cm in my shoe size, and my calves are 45 cm around (even though my ankles are too THIN for that size). She measured three times and I sighed and said "Yes, yes, I'm freakishly shaped." That was not a self-esteem-affirming moment. :P
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