We went in for a regular midwife appointment today. Baby’s heart rate was elevated, so they hooked me up to the monitor for awhile to make sure she wasn’t stressed. All is well, it seems. And now I have my very own set of velcro straps (one pink and one blue)—just add it to the list of weird things to carry around in my purse toward the end of pregnancy.
Jason took a picture of me all hooked up to the monitor that I actually didn’t hate. Simon, though, said, “Mommy, you look kind of different in that picture, don’t you?” When I asked him what he meant, he said, “Your face looks kind of weird.” So, sorry, Internet, you won’t be seeing that one today.