So today I had my 36 week growth ultrasound: Ya' know, the one that back in 2007 brought some unsettling news and was the first of "bad" things that happened at the end of my pregnancy with Noah. Needless to say I felt like puking or pooping my pants in the waiting room. Thankfully my husband came with, and I was somewhat calm during the actual ultrasound. The tech gave us a peak in 4D so that was fun although ( I didn't ask) but was watching like a HAWK and could see he was actually measuring between 34-36 weeks instead of what I was hoping for ( like a HUGE baby measuring 38 weeks, lol). I know this is all o.k. and I know I will probably never have big fat babies but it scared me a tad. I will not get the full report for a few days but the midwife seemed to think if the tech saw an issue she would have brought it to their attention. GRRRRR more waiting!!!
To make the wait more pleasant however I can stare at my chubby cheeked little boy who looks nothing like his big brother!!!!!
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