Mood:
spaceyWe had another one of our fetal monitoring appointments on Tuesday. It was pretty interesting. James got to go this time which was better because I had someone to talk to during it! The male doctor we saw was really goofy. I'm glad he's not my normal doctor. It made me wonder why a man would want to be an OBGYN! I'm glad I have Usha to guide me through this!
Well on to the important things: The good news is that I’m not having the contractions anymore so that is good. I am not causing stress to the little one!! He's doing good too...heartbeat is fine, he has his kidneys, & doing his little practice breathing exercises. His little hands were together so I'm thinking he was praying. He will be the future St. Fritzy of Boston. So everything is back to normal and boring…that is the way we like it. Oh, & I have decided that ultrasounds just make me feel dumb. I can never see what the nurse is pointing out.
They also estimated that St. Fritzy is a little on the small side…they estimated his weight right now at 5 lbs 8 oz. I think it’s suppose to be closer to 6 pounds (I’m not really sure), but that is okay with me! I am not looking forward to pushing out a 9 or 10 pound watermelon…a 7 pound one is fine by me. James still insists he’ll be bigger…I am not a fan of James’ predictions.