34 weeks brings with it a lot of fatigue, my first stretch marks and an extremely squirmy baby. I think I actually felt a foot or elbow or something trying to poke through this evening. Thank you all for all your supportive comments based on my last entry. After talking it over with several folks, I've decided to wait and have a heart to heart with my OB after the baby is born and this whole ordeal is over. Trying to explain to her that I'm not high maintenance or obsessive is only going to label me even more so as a problem patient.
As Lee's girlfriend said Saturday, you're never so drunk as when you try to attest to your sobriety.