Things are still going well here, I just haven't had a chance to update the blog in a bit. We have had our next appointment, turned the enormous family room downstairs in to a family room and bedroom with the help of Mike's parents, bought baby furniture, I got in a wreck and am now stuck driving a rental for another 10 days at least (don't worry, everything is fine with both me and baby, the car is another story), and now I'm working nights because of working being crazy. So it's been very busy, but I'm working on catching up on some posts.
I can't believe I'm almost 24 weeks along now! It seems like I remember just yesterday thinking about how in 10 weeks I would have a viable baby if something did for some reason go wrong and I went in to labor early (I can't help it, it's how you think when you see preemies and ex-preemies so much in your every day life) - and here we are.
According to the doctor (who did another ultrasound thanks to the wreck on Monday), I'm looking at a BIG baby... that shouldn't surprise me since I was 8 lbs, 9 oz and Mike was over 8 lbs, too, along with the fact that my nephew was 7 lbs, 15 oz, but still! I wasn't completely ready to hear that even though I knew it in the back of my head. Of course, it's all just predictions, but this is the second appointment in a row that he told me the baby would probably be around 8 pounds. So we'll find out in early-mid February! I have another ultrasound appointment in 4 weeks so maybe the baby will have slowed down in growth by then?!?
We still don't know if it is a boy or a girl. I'm driving my girlfriends at work CRAZY in not finding out. We have thought about maybe finding out by having the doctor put it in an envelope to open on Christmas but by then I'll be 32 weeks and what's another 6-8 weeks to find out? I'm pretty certain if we had another baby we would find out if it's a boy or girl - that was kind of the compromise we came to - unless we have too much fun not finding out for this one. I still call the baby a boy in ultrasound pictures and a girl when I'm feeling it move inside of me, so who knows. During my ultrasound this week it had its legs crossed nicely so the doctor said he couldn't tell even if he wanted to. He did remember from my last ultrasound though - or maybe it's in my file, I don't know. Either way, he knows and I don't. When I asked about a little bit of pain I'm feeling in my bladder area, he said that it's more than likely because the baby's butt and feet are constantly sitting on my bladder. So instead of the head being wedged in the bottom of my uterus, the baby is breech and a good sized rear end is wedged in to the bottom of my uterus instead. I can tell because all the movement I feel is in the lower portion of my belly, but seriously! Mike tried to have a heart to heart with baby but it wasn't listening; it's still sitting in the same spot.
Time to get ready for work... one nice thing I do like about night shifts is that it's kind of luxurious to get to sleep in bed all day. That is, until the dog barks when the mailman comes, the cats come walk all over the bed (and me), Mike has to be in and out to get to the office (the only way in is through the bedroom) and the baby sits on and/or kicks my bladder.