My husband chauffeured me to my doctor's appointment today.
Once there, they really wanted to do a sonogram to check on things. Amniotic fluid and stuff like that. So we did.
My husband could hardly wait to see if his weight predictions would be right. He has been teasing me for awhile that this baby would be at least 9.1#.
Big ole meanie!
The "little" guy was so scrunched up in there that it was hard for her to get all the best measurements for an average weight prediction. Seriously, his face was so fat that his cheek was just pressed up against the side like he was staring through a window at a puppy!
First indication was 9.61#.
I must have blacked out at that point because I don't recall that number ever discussed.
She kept moving that magic wand around and tried measuring some more.
Second indication was 9.04#.
My husband called it "fixin' the books".
But whatever! Let's see him push a bowling ball through a straw!
For my sake I am sure, she measured some more.
Third indication was 8.9#.
When it was all said and done, both the sonogram gal and my doctor assured me that her measurements/averages really do run higher than the actual birth weights end up being.
My daughter was 8# and my son 8.4#. He gave me an 8.5-8.6# prediction.
I am not sure what has me more anxious at this point. The fact that I am actually having a baby this week or that I am actually having a BIG baby this week.
In discussing our possible scenarios, we concluded that since
~he is obviously healthy
~I am almost 2 hours away from the hospital
~I am currently 2 cm dilated
~we want to anticipate a safe and uncomplicated delivery
~and did I mention BIG?
that we would encourage him to join us.
That is unless he decides to surprise us before Wednesday.
I am having some interesting, yet mild, back pains as I type.
We are headed to the hospital late Wednesday evening and starting off with a cervical softener. I am praying that it will be enough to set off labor with my experienced cervix already being dilated. I want to avoid Pitocin if at all possible this time.
Please pray for a safe and uncomplicated delivery for my sweet boy and me.
I will be scarce the rest of the week because as you can imagine there are many things I need to get in place before he arrives!
I can't wait to share him with everyone once we return home and get settled.