Kiss today goodbye, The sweetness and the sorrow... Kiss today goodbye, And point me toward tomorrow.
Am I the only musical theater geek here? Talk about hormonal as I download the song and weep little tears on the day we said goodbye to Dr. Robinson.
The Update
Yep, as of today, we will no longer visit the handsome and charming Dr. Robinson, Perinatologist Extraordinaire. Imagine. We are officially at 32 weeks this Friday. Day one of Month Eight. Imagine.
We had our 5th FFN today (and yet another u/s ) and, for the 5th time, the ffn was negative. Imagine! Am I overusing that word? For those who are following along, that translates to a 95% chance of not going into labor until at least week 34. After week 34, we join the regular folk. The waiting room riff raff so to speak. We won't even rate your interest in these updates. So bye bye Dr. R. He wished us well, I'm sending cookies.
Still on bedrest – 70th consecutive day and cumulatively the 112th or so total. 14 more days until Baby B is likely like any other baby and 28 more until I'm allowed to stand again. (Doug is VERY proficient at wheelchair driving.) Baby B is weighing it at 3lbs, 15 oz - in the 60th percentile for size and right on track. The Dr. told us that my belly's a bit small given Baby B's size...I was vainly flattered until Doug replied "Wow, you think that's small?"
Hmmm.
(*no babies were harmed during photo taking. Mom dried hair prone…)
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