At our appointment we found out that the student midwife that was working with Katrina has done her final exams and therefore no longer needs to pay any more attention to Katrina's clients; in fact, she may be hightailing it back to her hometown of Sudbury as I type! I was a bit disappointed that she is gone because she was so nice. Katrina warned me, however, that she will probably be getting a new student whose name will probably be Jenny. I'm sure Jenny will be very nice as well.
Anyway, here's some exciting news for those of you awaiting the impending bundle with baited breath--the baby has started to drop. That basically means that the baby is no longer floating around high up in my uterus, but has started to make itself more comfy in the pelvis area. For some people this happens all of a sudden and they actually notice a change in the shape of their bellies, but for me it seems to be happening gradually and I probably won't notice much of anything at all, except near the end when I'll be experiencing all the usual symptoms of late pregnancy, like frequent urination and other goodies. There is, however, more good news concerning the baby's movements and that is that it has started its dropping in the right position. No breech babies for me! Of course it is still early, but it's good that the process has begun with the baby's head down because the more cozy it gets in my pelvis the harder it is for it to move around.
That was our day in a nutshell; I am omiting our trip to Triskelion where we did not buy any books and our trip to Loblaws on the way home. I will also omit the horror of the arrival of the abrasively musical ice cream truck, which has happened at approximately 8pm for the past three days. If this keeps up, Tim is going to make the ears of those child-seducing racketeers bleed to Norma Jean. The ice cream truck doesn't stand a chance, but we may get evicted in the process.