Pointless doctor's visits

Let me just tell you how pointless my doctor's visits are now. VERY!

When I was pregnant with Nora, I loved my weekly appointments. Seriously! Well, I didn't enjoy the whole "weigh-in", but it was a small price to pay to hear the doctor tell me how much I had progressed from the week before.

I would lie there, holding my breath (partly from anticipation and partly from the intense pain I was feeling), waiting for him to tell me the magic number.

The first time...1 cm
The next week...3 cm (I strangely felt proud about this...as if I had done something to warrant this large number...I had done nothing, mostly just sit around)
The last week...3.5 cm

I was also always prepared for him to say,"Woah! You are in serious labor!!!! How could you not have known? Your ability to ignore the pain is AMAZING! You might as well start pushing because we don't even have time to make it to the hospital. Again, I am amazed at how strong you are!". That scenario never happened.

Well, now that I am having a scheduled c-section (thank you for that Nora...thank you for being turned sideways and unable to come out of me. Now I will never get to experience the "real" birthing process) my doctor does not think it is necessary to check me.

WHAT!!!??? Is he kidding me? Am I just supposed to walk around unaware of my "progress". He doesn't feel that there is a point in "stirring things up" since we already know how this baby will come out.

Well, stir things up a little, a girl needs to know! But because he is leaving out a crucial part of weekly doctor visits, I find them absolutely pointless.

He measures my belly...I don't need his M.D. to tell me that the baby is STILL growing, I'm very aware of that.

He listens to the heartbeat...again, I know the baby is fine because he/she moves ALL the time (and I have my own handy-dandy doppler at home).

The nurse takes my blood pressure...I'm not swelling (well, I am so hot all of the time that I feel like I am on fire and that is causing a little bit of swelling, but nothing major) so I think we can rule out preeclampsia.

Oh, the weigh-in...again, I don't need the constant humiliation of the scale staring me in the face. I know, I've gained weight, surprise.

I pee in a cup...which should be an Olympic event for pregnant women in their final weeks of pregnancy. Seriously, it really is the most difficult part of the visit! And no one has ever called me because of a "bad sample", so I find this pointless as well.

(If you can't tell, I am seriously ready to stop being so big and uncomfortable. Sorry for taking it out on the keyboard and my readers!)

I want you all to know that I LOVE my doctor!!!! He is fantastic and there is no one else I would rather see. With that said, I think it is ridiculous that I have to go back to his office Monday for my final pointless visit.

To make me feel somewhat better, he said that if my water breaks, just go ahead to the hospital...there is no need to make an appointment.

Oh, really? Okay, thanks.