Maybe normal, maybe not.

Everything looked pretty good today.

The baby is still most definitely a boy (and I still can't fathom how anyone can have a boy and be surprised, we can always see he's a boy when they aren't even looking for parts. I guess my boys just like flaunting their stuff.)

He was really active the whole time, and is measuring big...like 4 lbs 9 oz (estimated) at 30.5 wks. I think he might be bigger than Luke was at this point but I'd have to look back. I have read that babies from women who have pre-e or a history of it tend to have either small babies or big babies, and not a lot in between, so I wonder if that has to do with it. Either way, I'll take a nice big baby over a small baby any day.

My fluid levels were good, and he *easily* passed his NST even though it was only 30 weeks. He even stayed on the monitors the whole time. Hopefully that's a good sign that this is kid is going to be way more cooperative than Luke was.

I haven't started my lab tests/24 hour urine yet. That will be a fun project for tomorrow when we don't really have to go anywhere.

My blood pressure has been good all day today. (I've been watching it.) But my feet got pretty huge and my sinuses around my forehead/nose/eyes started feeling tight/heavy/like it is getting swollen. Fingers crossed that it's just the start of a sinus infection or cold or something, but I'm not so sure. I had a few more contractions today, though I don't think I had any during monitoring. So, we'll see. Could be normal, could be not. As long as my blood pressure is okay and I'm not having other symptoms, I don't think they'll do anything like bedrest (bedrest is usually in hopes of keeping blood pressure under control.)

It is crazy how fast this pregnancy has gone. I can't believe I'm already doing NST's and that I only have one growth ultrasound left. With Luke, that pregnancy felt like it was 10 years. This is like I've blinked and here we are in the 3rd trimester.

Luke had a really good day today. He walked into my parents' house and immediately headed straight for the toys. My mom gave him a huge stack of dixie cups to play with as we were leaving (she went with me, my sister stayed with Luke), and he was so entranced with stacking and unstacking them and ruining the pyramid my sister was trying to build, he could have cared less when we left. And when we got back, he was pretty underwhelmed to see me and probably would have been fine if I left again, I practically had to drag him out the door to leave with me. I am glad, that will make it a lot easier to be in the hospital (hopefully just for delivery), knowing he isn't having separation anxiety the whole time. Though I suspect my hospital stay with the hand saga is what started that to begin with, so being gone again (overnight especially) could possibly re-trigger it.

Anyway, so far, things are still looking reasonably okay, so I've managed to chill out a bit. Friday is 31 weeks, I'm pretty certain we will make it at least that far.