My new OB seems very nice. High energy, so between her and me, we got through the questions and forms in record time. She's all for a repeat c-section (hurray!) given the fact that Ethan was tiny and still got stuck, and that I have high blood pressure. She was not worried about the subchorionic hematoma, which didn't really surprise me. It's one of those things where nothing can be done anyway, so there's not much point in worry about it (I still do, but shouldn't). My blood pressure is going to result in the usual huge number of ultrasounds and appointments and NSTs and everything. I'm not sure how that's going to fit with my job and with Ethan, but we'll worry about that later too.
So the appointment was almost done and we were gathering up our papers, and she asked how much I weighed today. I told her and admitted that I was 20 pounds heavier than where I was at the beginning of my last pregnancy. Which is when she told me that I should try to only gain 15 pounds. I gained 40 last time. This is going to be interesting.