We are up to 3 (yes, three) doctor visits a week: an NST, an Ultrasound (one week for fluid measurements, the next week for baby), and a doctor consultation. Sometimes we get lucky and they're all back-to-back. But other weeks we feel like human pendulums with all the back and forth. Contractions are getting very intense. Sleep is coming in shifts and getting less comfortable every day. But the good news is that V has migrated from the bed to a sofa chair, to a chaise lounge, and has now traded up for a plush recliner we snagged on Craigslist two days ago. We are definitely in that "any day now" mode. According to V, I've been doing my fair share of "nesting" over the last 2 weeks. And according to the doctor (as of last Thursday) the baby was estimated at about 6 pounds 14 ounces... which is a heck of a lot of baby with 4 weeks to go (sounds fully cooked to me). At first we flipped out after doing our own calculations, figuring that this would equate to an 11 pounder or something of the sort since the weight gain picks up quite a bit over the last weeks of pregnancy... But the doctor assured us that although it is high (about the 70th percentile), it's not cause for alarm just yet. He estimates that'll put us somewhere in the 8 pound range if V continues her stellar job at maintaining the gestational diabetes eating regiment (man, that diet is getting so old right now... I'm amazed at how well she's stuck to it.. actually, I think she's amazed, too). We were also reminded that Justin was no small potato either, weighing in at 8 pounds 2 ounces. So V feels pretty good about the prospect of another juicy baby.
Only days away now. With the calendar rolling over to April just 22 minutes ago, the countdown is officially in full swing.
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