I had a check-up this morning, complete with the lovely glucose test. I didn’t get any ominous phone calls from the doctor’s office today, so I assume that came out just fine. My weight is up a total of 23 pounds so far. (For some reason, that doesn’t sound too bad, but the actual weight itself freaks me out a bit, so we won’t talk about that.) My blood pressure was fine and his heartbeat sounded marvelous. My uterus measured at 28 cm. I think those are all the stats. Here’s what the doctor said:
“You’re measuring 28, should be 26. If you measure 2cm off, 2 appointments in a row or 3cm off once, there’s a 5% chance that something’s wrong. That gives us a cheap way to get another ultrasound in, but usually everything’s fine. You’re up 23 pounds. At this point, you should be up 16 pounds, plus or minus 5, so ehhh…. The normal range is 15-50, so unless I think you’re going to go over the 50 pound mark, I won’t yell at you.”
I think he even said that all in one breath – or so it seemed. Then I blamed my additional weight gain on the discovery of ‘Stacker-mallows’ which lend themselves to microwave S’Mores. My Dr. asked what kind of chocolate I was using. When I said I was just using the standard Hershey’s, he said I needed to grow up, start being an adult, and use dark chocolate on my S’Mores. Then he gave me my card to make another appointment in 4 weeks and we were done.
I’ve said it before, and I’m sure you’ll have to read it again if you read this frequently, but… I know there are many women who would not appreciate his style, but I really like my Dr’s sense of humor and his straight forward, matter of fact presentation of information. If I had questions, I know he’d answer them, but he’s usually pretty clear on what’s going on, so I’m not left with any gray area.
Here are a couple pictures of my belly, with comparisons to when I was pregnant with Chloe Mae. Even before I measured big today (which I don’t think accounts for most of the actual size of my belly) I was feeling huge, and the pictures made me feel even bigger. I was looking at a picture from when I was 37 weeks pregnant with Chloe and decided I’m at least that size now. So we recreated that picture last night, and sure enough, I think I look at least the same size. And I have a couple months to go. Oy!!