Loyal followers (and losers who just NOW started reading...just kidding), this JUST IN.
I had a baby appointment today and the doctor and nurse both said something about being in the "homestretch" of this pregnancy. I of course perked up and then told both of them I am trying not to think that way because otherwise I'll make myself crazy. Better off that I just assume I'll deliver late than hoping beyond hope that I'll somehow deliver RIGHT ON my due date. Ridiculous. No one is that lucky.
In other news, I have learned something important. Baby is officially head down, which is a good thing. This is the way we want her. Babies do not come out feet first, in case you wondered.
However, baby is measuring on the small side all of a sudden. The doc didn't seem at all concerned but I'd be lying if I didn't say I was a tiny bit worried about this. If I'm still measuring small in about 2 weeks when I go in (yes, I thought I'd be going in every week at this point, but this doc said no....who knows) I'll request an ultrasound. I don't care if they think I need it. It's my kid and I'll request it if I want. Yes, pregnancy has made me demanding. It's also possible I've always been this way. Hmm....
But all in all, her heartbeat is good and she's kicking like a maniac in there. So I'm a happy mamma-to-be.
Just a thought...if they are wrong and we actually have a boy...we are really in a pickle. I mean, the nursery is a pink wonderland and so are most of her clothes. Some people have asked me what I'd do if that were to happen and to be honest, we are stuck with most of her stuff at this point. So we'd be storing it away in hopes of future use. Jamie would probably tell you that we'd be getting back on the baby train ASAP because he thinks I'm a baby machine...
Well friends, drink some caffeinated beverages for me. Until next time.
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