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Triple Play # . . . ah, who knows?!

It's the last one, anyways.

Everything went well today, besides having to spend 4 hours at the hospital because every department I visited was behind schedule today (blah). All Bud's test results were good. They didn't measure him this week, but we already KNOW he's huge.

It was kind of nice to start the c-section paperwork for next week. It was like, I am finally seeing a light at the end of the tunnel! Yay! I have one more appointment at the hospital next Tuesday, but it is just for more paperwork, and blood work, and one last non-stress test to get prepared for the c-section the next day.

WILL Bud hand on until the 25th? I think so, now. I have had some painful cramping the last few days, and even saw a few teeny-weeny contractions on the monitor today, but nothing that really got my hopes up that he'll come any sooner. Well, I guess that's okay. There's only one week left. I am resigned to it. And I know Daddy has his time booked off from work for next week, as do other family members, so we might as well work with everyone else's schedule at this point!

I'm NOT happy!

Sorry to those of you who have been anxiously awaiting the news from yesterday's doctor's appointment.

As you can see, I'm still here, so nothing's changed!

Dr. P. looked at my file and the reports from Tuesday's ultrasound, and said, "Everything looks good . . . it's a good-sized baby, but we knew that. Thank goodness we're doing a c-section!" And: "So we're still set for the 25th . . ."

Oh, COME ON!

At this rate, he's going to be 12 pounds by the time he's born! I might as well put away the newborn outfits and break out the three-month stuff!

So, basically, it's up to Bud now. As Dr. P. said before, she'll deliver him if I go into labour before the 25th, but I know I won't be so lucky.

I seriously pity the people around me right now. I am huge, and I am miserable! My mood swings are nightmarish, and I barely have the energy to breathe right now. Daddy and Andrea deserve a great reward for putting up with me!

Oh, My!

Today's triple play at Met went fine. Bud is doing well, and still scoring 8/8 on his biophysical profile.

However . . .

Mommy just about had a heart attack when the ultrasound tech told her his estimated weight is now 9 pounds, 5 ozs.! I believe my exact reaction was, "Oh my God!"

Even if they're off by as much as a pound, he's still over 8 pounds, and that's insane!

The tech and the nurses all agreed that it will be likely that Dr. P. will move up my c-section date when she gets the news. Well, actually, I think she already got part of the report because the nurse was kind of talking to herself and saying something like, "I think she wants you to go at least to 37 or 38 weeks . . ."

Well, I'll be 37 weeks on Thursday (according to Dr. P.'s calendar) and 38 next Wednesday, so I think I should get some interesting news at my appointment with Dr. P. on Friday.
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And to top it all off, I've developed a lovely summer cold . . . sore throat and sinuses. I haven't been sick in ages, and it has to be now, of course!

The Pregnancy Train

All aboard . . . !

At my uncle's wedding on Saturday, I sat at a table which just happened to contain the three "pregnant" couples in our family. They were calling us the "hormonal" table, the "pregnancy" table, the "dessert" table, etc. Needless to say, the men folk spent most of their time bonding at the bar.

My two cousins (who also happen to be sisters) are both in the early stages of pregnancy, while I am, of course, at the extreme far end. But we made quite the trio, with our bladders, our complaints, and our appetites! For once, I'm sure we out-ate the men at our table!

They also convinced me to get up and shake a little belly on the dance floor. Thank goodness, I waited until there were no cameras around for that one! But I did encourage just one shot of our little "pregnancy train," aka the "pregnancy conga line," for posterity. :))

Nothing New to Report . . .

Yesterday's visit to Dr. P. yeilded no new info. Nothing has changed; everything stands as it did. I'll admit it--I'm disappointed. ;P

A Little More Info. :))

I went for another ultrasound and NST at Met yesterday. Mom is here from Montana now, so she came and kept me company.

Overall, it was a more positive visit this time. They had found my ultrasound pics from last week--which had somehow fallen under a chair by the bed I was in! Bud scored 8/8 on his biophysical profile, and Grandma Marty got to see him wiggling around in there. :)) We also asked for specific measurements this time. Well, they didn't actually do measurements this week, but the Clinic nurse was really nice and looked in my file for last week's results. Last week, Bud was already measuring as 6 lbs., 12 ozs.! The nurse said he is likely a bit over 7 pounds now. Oh, my--we still have 3 weeks to go!

What does it all mean? Who knows. I am curious to see what Dr. P. will have to say about these results, when I go for my appointment with her on Friday afternoon.

Anyhow, here are the ultrasound pictures from the last two visits:

c. 35 weeks: side profile; face and hands (eyes open!)

c. 36 weeks: feet and toes; side profile