Well, the confusion goes on as there is no new information letting us know if Baby T is a giant or not. I had a ultrasound this past Wednesday. It's always nice to see him and take a glimpse at life inside the belly. Of course, he yawned as soon as the screen popped up. I think he's bored with these events, but always goes along for the ride. His little hands were up by his face again. The most amazing thing though was watching his little tongue move in and out of his mouth. It's such a surreal experience to think about this little human being that is forming inside. The technician did confirm that Baby T is in fact a boy. We wanted to know this just because we'd heard both at this point. She also pointed out that he has hair on the back of his head. It's so intriguing to think about what he'll look like. That little hair could be blonde like his daddy, brown like mine, or even red based on others in the family. The technician estimated that he is about four pounds. I'm unsure if this is abnormal or not. The information that I've read on the net says that babies on average are three pounds at this point. The doctor hadn't received the data from the technician at my appointment on Thursday. However, it's also my understanding that this information can easily be skewed and probably isn't accurate anyway. The tech estimated my due date to be June 1st.
To add to the fun of things, we decided to attempt some good ol' April Fools pranks on the grandparents due to the timing of the ultrasound. I called my dad and told him the doctors had figured out why I was measuring so big - there is another baby in there! My dad immediately said you're not getting me with an April Fool's. Ha! We took a different approach on the Thomason side. Due to their high hopes that Baby T would be a boy, we called and said, "you won't believe it - it's a girl!" Grandma Thomason immediately seemed concerned and commented that she'd have to change so many things. I'm guessing she's making a blanket or something that must be more gender specific. So funny!
To add to the craziness, the physician's assistant measured me at 36 weeks at my appointment this week and I'm 30! So rather than measuring four weeks further along - now I'm 6 weeks! I'm dying to hear their thoughts on the ultrasound. My fear is that I won't get any information until my next appointment so I'll be waiting two weeks. The worst part about measuring further along is that it makes me gets my hopes up that there is a chance I won't have to actually wait until June 10th for Baby T to get here. Although, my gut feeling tells me I'll be waiting until then and possibly longer.
At this point, I've gained 21 pounds. So, in my own words, I was given the "fat talk." The P.A. said that they hadn't wanted me to gain more than thirty and at this rate I'd be up 4o pounds by the time of delivery. So I was told to cut back on starches and sugars. Ugh! I can't say I've done so well even since hearing that information. I'm hoping the weather improves so I can get to walking again.
My mom, Aunt Lillian, Amanda, and Renee were over this weekend to work on favors for the baby shower here in two weeks. It was fun gabbing with everyone. Afterward my mom and I went in search of a glider/rocker for the nursery. We found one on sale which was even more exciting. I was very happy, as this was one item that I wasn't very optomistic we'd receive as a gift. Daddy will be putting the chair together on his day off this week.
This next weekend is the shower given by the Goodner aunts in Danville, and then the following weekend is the shower for friends and Jennings/Bush family members. I'm excited to see everyone and feel more confident that we're prepared for this kiddo. Time really is flying. It's amazing that he'll be here in two months! :)
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