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!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
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!
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!
Monday, July 9, 2007
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. :))
Saturday, July 7, 2007
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
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
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
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Tell me something I DON'T know!
I just got back from Triple Play #2 at Met hospital, and I'm irritated!
On the positive side, I know Bud is healthy. He scored 8/8 on his biophysical profile.
Besides that . . . I learned absolutely nothing new today. Geez! All I heard was, "You're having a BIG baby!" about 10 times. Well, duh . . . I already knew that! And I only found out by eavesdropping on the nurses that yes, I am indeed measuring 3 weeks ahead of schedule. Um, Dr. P. already knew that!
I think my frustration was showing because I started to drip with sweat during the non-stress test, and the baby's heart rate went up to 178 (should be 120 to 160) for awhile. My blood pressure was up too. The nurse kept asking if I was okay, if I felt funny, etc. I felt like screaming at her, "I'M STRESSED OUT! CAN'T YOU PEOPLE TELL ME ANYTHING NEW?! WHY ARE YOU WASTING MY TIME HERE?!" But when I saw that she was going to make me stay there until our vitals calmed down, I forced myself to relax. Sure enough, all the readings went back to normal, so she sent me home.
Then, to top it all off, I realized that I had LOST my ultrasound pictures. I went back into the hospital, and we looked around the area where I had been--and no luck! I have torn my purse apart at least 3 times; the nurses combed the area I was in, and even checked my chart to see if someone had picked them up. Arrrggghh! I am SO MAD at myself. I know I had them in my hand as I left the ultrasound, so I had to have brought them up to the non-stress test. Where they went in the intervening time baffles me. I must have set them down somewhere--but where? I don't remember stopping anywhere between ultrasound and OB. The nurses promised to put them in my chart if anyone finds them. It SUCKS--they were the one cool thing I got out of my visit today. We got some great pictures of Bud looking straight into the "camera." You could see his face so well. Sigh.
Dr. P. is out of town, so they weren't sure what steps to take next, in terms of a follow-up to today's visit. So, they've booked me for ANOTHER visit next week. Lucky me! ;P At least they might find my pictures by then.
On the positive side, I know Bud is healthy. He scored 8/8 on his biophysical profile.
Besides that . . . I learned absolutely nothing new today. Geez! All I heard was, "You're having a BIG baby!" about 10 times. Well, duh . . . I already knew that! And I only found out by eavesdropping on the nurses that yes, I am indeed measuring 3 weeks ahead of schedule. Um, Dr. P. already knew that!
I think my frustration was showing because I started to drip with sweat during the non-stress test, and the baby's heart rate went up to 178 (should be 120 to 160) for awhile. My blood pressure was up too. The nurse kept asking if I was okay, if I felt funny, etc. I felt like screaming at her, "I'M STRESSED OUT! CAN'T YOU PEOPLE TELL ME ANYTHING NEW?! WHY ARE YOU WASTING MY TIME HERE?!" But when I saw that she was going to make me stay there until our vitals calmed down, I forced myself to relax. Sure enough, all the readings went back to normal, so she sent me home.
Then, to top it all off, I realized that I had LOST my ultrasound pictures. I went back into the hospital, and we looked around the area where I had been--and no luck! I have torn my purse apart at least 3 times; the nurses combed the area I was in, and even checked my chart to see if someone had picked them up. Arrrggghh! I am SO MAD at myself. I know I had them in my hand as I left the ultrasound, so I had to have brought them up to the non-stress test. Where they went in the intervening time baffles me. I must have set them down somewhere--but where? I don't remember stopping anywhere between ultrasound and OB. The nurses promised to put them in my chart if anyone finds them. It SUCKS--they were the one cool thing I got out of my visit today. We got some great pictures of Bud looking straight into the "camera." You could see his face so well. Sigh.
Dr. P. is out of town, so they weren't sure what steps to take next, in terms of a follow-up to today's visit. So, they've booked me for ANOTHER visit next week. Lucky me! ;P At least they might find my pictures by then.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
BIG Bud!
Geez, no wonder I've been feeling so tired and miserable lately . . . at my appointment with Dr. P. today, she told me I am measuring at 37 weeks! (And I just reached 34 today!)
Bud is a BIG baby. Dr. P. said she's not too surprised, because it's common with the gestational diabetes. But she's finally going to send me for another triple play (non-stress test, ultrasound, biophysical profile) at Met hospital on Tuesday morning. She wants to get an estimated weight for Bud, just to see how big he is!
I remember that Andrea was always measuring 2 weeks further along, after I reached 28 weeks with her. I think she was delivered at just under 38 weeks, and she was a decent 7lbs. 12 ozs. If this not-so-little guy is measuring THREE weeks further along, and we're not delivering him until 39 weeks . . . God help us! :))
I am anxious to find out how big he is, on Tuesday. But I know that the ultrasound measurements can be off by a lot, too . . . they told me Andrea would be about 9 lbs., and thank goodness, she wasn't. :)) I'll update you on Tuesday afternoon.
Bud is a BIG baby. Dr. P. said she's not too surprised, because it's common with the gestational diabetes. But she's finally going to send me for another triple play (non-stress test, ultrasound, biophysical profile) at Met hospital on Tuesday morning. She wants to get an estimated weight for Bud, just to see how big he is!
I remember that Andrea was always measuring 2 weeks further along, after I reached 28 weeks with her. I think she was delivered at just under 38 weeks, and she was a decent 7lbs. 12 ozs. If this not-so-little guy is measuring THREE weeks further along, and we're not delivering him until 39 weeks . . . God help us! :))
I am anxious to find out how big he is, on Tuesday. But I know that the ultrasound measurements can be off by a lot, too . . . they told me Andrea would be about 9 lbs., and thank goodness, she wasn't. :)) I'll update you on Tuesday afternoon.
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