We had our 32 week appointment with the OB, today. Nothing especially exciting. Cooper's heart rate is very strong and he is measuring just the right size. I got my flu shot and chatted with the best baby doctor on the planet. We discussed inducing just so I can deliver on her schedule .... yes, she is that good that I would predetermine my son's birthday around her availability.
When I stepped on the scale, my eyeballs almost fell out of my head. I had taken off my shoes and sweater and set my purse off to the side before getting on the platform, but then started searching my pockets for anything else I could strip myself of.
A fellow mother-to-be waiting her turn for the same torture saw my panic and asked me, "why did you even look?"
Morbid curiosity, I guess?????
Jordan and I will visit with the doctor two more times over the next four weeks, then the weekly appointments and countdown begin.
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Holden started referring to his baby brother as "Baby Pooper" this evening. His keen sense of humor astounds me .... or inability to put a "C" with "oo." Whichever, it is pretty funny.
-Carmen
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
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Oh my gosh!! Baby Pooper!!! That is awesome! I love it!
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