Hospital Trip, Again and Others

Had another very fun hospital trip back on Sunday, the 18th. It, of course, wasn't actually fun at all. Went in for some bleeding, but they weren't very concerned because, even though it completely filled what would've been a pad if I wore one, it was "old blood" so who cares apparently. Either way, they hooked me up to a heart monitor for Amelia and one to keep track of contractions, if I had any. But, then I started having contractions. Never felt them. They were 2 minutes apart, and I didn't feel a single one. Well, I did, but I thought it was Amelia kicking. Obviously, I was wrong. Then they checked if I had dilated at all. I did not. But, something the Doctor did, hurt like hell. Of course, male. New to the practice. Enough to make it so I never want a male doctor again. Though, they did figure something out. I apparently have a UTI. How do you get one at 30 weeks pregnant! Its supposedly very hard to do. Yet, I found a way. I'm pretty sure I'm able to get any thing that could harm my Princess. Its getting annoying. I just hope she is born healthy and doesn't have to be in NICU. Just needs to bake a little longer. Thankfully, no issues since. I've really only been relaxing lately. Which is what I was told to do. For once, I'm ALMOST listening to a doctor. Should drink more water though. Just can't get into it. No flavor. Also, hopefully, come Monday, I'll be switching OB practices to someone who knows what they're doing.
I've been having a lot of emotional problems lately. Everything can make me cry. From not getting what I'm craving to cutting my nail incorrectly. This is getting ridiculous. I'm pretty sure I'm driving my family insane. We can be talking and then I just randomly start crying. Probably doesn't help the stress I've already put on them for coming home pregnant one day. Which I apologize for, again, Mom and Dad. I know me being stressed doesn't help y'all very much.
One more topic for the night. Amelia and her kicking. Oh. My. Goodness. This child has a thing for kicking at my ribs. You'd think she has broken a few or something. She, also, likes to stick her foot (or maybe its her hand) against my side so I'll tickle it. Then she'll pull away, then push again. We can do this for like a half hour. Especially at bed time. She loves that. Can't wait to meet my baby girl!!