... for a small update. One that looks to weigh about 4 pounds and seems to think an early arrival might be in his future, per yesterday's ultrasound and non-stress test (both unscheduled, but I woke up with signs that indicated a call to the OB was warranted).
Holy hydration and couch-boundedness, we are so not ready for this baby yet!
Everything to do with the baby himself looked good at the perinatologist's office -- he happily performed his little breathing exercises for us to see, wiggled and squirmed with abandon, and kept his heart rate at a thoroughly reassuring level through contractions I was apparently having fairly regularly but could not yet feel. Today -- well, I can feel them, but some of that is surely from heightened awareness.
I'm home for now with strict instructions to be a lazy slob -- the perinatologist's words, not mine! -- all weekend. Since we'll be at 35 weeks on Monday, my regular OB won't stop labor if it starts in earnest at this stage of the game as the research indicates infants of this age do better out rather than being forced to stay in. So D is running loads of laundry and helping me cook some extra meals (I season, he does the heavy pan lifting). Both tasks were in the plan for the weekend already, but now it feels extra important to make progress on each just in case ...
Time to refill my water glass and go focus on something else. We'll be back to our previously scheduled program shortly (I hope!) with part 3.
Oh and um, Dr. Sis? Marketing Sis? That shipment of baby stuff from the lovely shower you threw me in Boston -- I'd send that sooner rather than later if you can swing it. Please and thank you ...
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