The NST went well, and my blood-pressure was mostly back to the low nineties. \u00a0Afterwards, I met the OB-doctor in charge, who raised an eye-brow or two at my maternity history, and decided it was time to transfer my care from my local health-center midwife to the hospital. To begin with I’ll be on a regimen of twice-weekly NST, which is very much in tune with what happened during the late stages with Anna, so I wasn’t overly surprised. \u00a0I’ll still be seeing ‘my’ midwife on Monday, but that’ll be the end of that.<\/p>\n
(Contrary to US customs, the delivery team isn’t the same people you see during your pregnancy, it’s just whomever happens to be on call. \u00a0I’m pretty sure all (or most of) the labor and delivery ward nurses are midwives, and there is a doctor in charge in case stuff goes pear-shaped. \u00a0Otherwise, the midwives do all the work.)<\/p>\n
I wasn’t done at the hospital until close to lunchtime, and managed to drag myself to a place to eat lunch, before collapsing into bed at home. \u00a0I had stupidly started programming something late last night, so when I went to bed my brain was abuzz, and I had a hard time falling asleep. \u00a0I think I managed to sleep a whopping four hours<\/em> before nature called, and when I got back into bed my left hip was angry and there was no more sleeping.<\/p>\n I managed an hour and a half long nap (total sleep time = 5,5 hours) before again being awoken by my stupid hip.<\/p>\n Seeing how there would be no more napping, I decided to do something useful, and read values on the hot-water and electricity meters. \u00a0The utility company now allows people to self-report the numbers on their website, although they do check to see if the numbers look reasonable, and we last did this a year ago. \u00a0This is where we were today:<\/p>\n Our hot water meter. The cold water in Iceland is free, and not metered, just the scalding hot water that comes in from the street. \u00a0According to the website, we’ve increased our hot water consumption by 13% from last year. \u00a0This may be because we now have a slightly lossy heat-exchanger (we use our stinky warm water to heat up fresh cold water for our taps), and\/or because of the hot tub? \u00a0Or because the kids keep cranking up the radiators?<\/p><\/div>\n The electrical meter. We were down 4% from last year’s usage. \u00a0And yes, we have three-phase-electricity<\/a>.<\/p><\/div>\n Then it was time to round up the kids and head to the sport’s center. \u00a0Anna had swim practice, and Bjarki had gymnastics practice because tomorrow’s practice was cancelled due to a meet.<\/p>\n I decided to be brave and go swimming, and was happy to hear that I was allowed to bring my crutch all the way to the edge of the swimming pool. \u00a0Which was a good thing because my left hip\/thigh had been getting consistently worse throughout the day. \u00a0I managed some 150 m of swimming before deciding my foot was too unhappy. \u00a0So then I went and water-jet massaged the most sore parts. \u00a0I don’t think it helped much at all, but it was nice to be back in the pool for a bit.<\/p>\n Afterwards we rounded up Finnur, who took charge, did dinner and put the kids to bed while I lay mostly comatose on the sofa with a hot pack on my leg. \u00a0Here’s hoping tonight brings more sleep!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It’s February! \u00a0And tomorrow marks the official 37 week count and ‘full term’. \u00a0Yay. \ud83d\ude42 Today was a little bit of this and that. \u00a0We began by hustling out of the house considerably earlier than usual so that I could show up for monitoring at 9 am. \u00a0Adorably, the Icelandic term for ‘monitoring’ (more commonlyRead more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7369","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","post-container col-md-12"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7369","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7369"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7369\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7373,"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7369\/revisions\/7373"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7369"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7369"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7369"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"Our](\"https:\/\/hrefna.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_20130201_150742.jpg\")
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