Week 34 Check-Up

We had an appt this morning. There were lots of other pregnant women there, obviously. Some were bickering with hubbies/baby daddy's, some were complaining about symptoms, then there's me. Sitting patiently, next to Jason who's in the last chapter of his book, with no symptoms. I had another, am I really pregnant? moment. I know I am. I feel BG move all the time. I waddle. I pee frequently. However, there are still no "normal" symptoms. I guess I'm better than the average bear. After our blood pressure checks, heartbeat monitoring, fundus measuring and whatnot, it was questioning time. Jason asked about birth plans. I asked about doing the Susan G Komen walk coming up in a month. Then I asked, "When do I get to feel him in my ribs? I've been jipped out of all the other "pregnancy" norms, and am I gonna get jipped from this since I haven't felt him in there yet?" My dr gave me the look that my dad gives me. The, "I know you want to have some kind of something happen, but it just ain't gonna happen." look. He then told me, "You won't feel him. You are a tall girl. You have a long torso. If you were 4'11", yes, you'd be feeling him in there all day everyday. But, you aren't gonna be one of those girls." Drat! Foiled again!!!