This morning, I had my annual PCP appointment. I haven’t been to the doctors for an annual appt since 2016. I just haven’t felt the need to go. I am young (32) I keep myself healthy, so why bother? unless I am sick, then I go to the doctors, because I don’t have time to be sick.
While there, she took my height and weight. I am down 4 lbs. Not bad, all that walking really helps. Drew and I have been talking about trying to start a family (which may mean another blog or at least another section to this blog). I brought it up to my doctor and she said, I am at a good weight, and kind of told me now is the time, considering I am 32. This is the prime time to start our family. I do agree, but is it bad that I don’t feel like all maternal yet? Honestly, grad school takes a huge chunk of my time, and Andrew and I are pretty busy now as it is, but if it were to happen, it wouldn’t be terrible. Drew and I have also been flirting with the idea of going to Paris at least one more time this year.
When I got home, I talked to Drew and originally we decided to forgo Paris and try a family this year. In all reality, we couldn’t really try until March, because I have to build up a reserve of supplements (prenatal vitamins), so I have enough nutrients and folic acid in my system to help the baby’s spine develop properly. I started prenatal vitamins. I think deep down we are both pretty excited, but nervous about what is to come.
I worked on some more of my homework and then reported to RMU to assist John with an event happening at the theatre and this deserves another post dedicated to the events that occurred in the evening!