~ There's a big baby in there!
Alright, so what does measuring two weeks ahead really mean? Well, it means I get to have another ultrasound and I'm always up for that! I had my 34 week appointment and yup, I'm not imaging things, my belly IS big! A full two-weeks big! Yikes! Now, I know the measuring is a little subjective, but I have to admit, I'm a little concerned about how big he really is! Of course I can't just walk over to get an ultrasound;I have to schedule an appointment for that, so I get to ponder about this big boy for a few days. I scheduled it on a morning that Maddie doesn't have preschool because I thought she'd really get a kick out of seeing him in there this time. She's really excited about having a baby in the house. However going to an ultrasound appointment alone with a two year old and a four year old isn't exactly my idea of fun, but ya do what ya gotta do! Of course just as soon as I get up onto the table into the exam room, Ally, my two year old announces that she has to go to tinkle. And she announces it at the top of her lungs. She had just started wearing underpants and it was a big deal for her to be wearing them out of the house. The ultrasound tech wasn't too happy that I had to get off the table and help her. Oh well. Anyway, according to her, he weighs 5 lbs 8 ounces. Okay, not huge, but not small either. The part that has me a little freaked out is that there is a margin of error of plus or minus 1 pound. That's great if he's really only 4 lbs 8 ounces, but if he's 6 lbs 8 ounces at just 34 weeks, I'm not sure I want to try and push him out. I think they gain 1/2 lb. in the final four weeks, so he could be pretty darn big. I'm okay with anything in the 8 lb range (like I have a say in the matter!) but over 9 just seems, well, painful.
I finally met with a nutritionist to talk about gestational diabetes. I actually lost two pounds since my last appointment. Fine by me! I had to keep a log of what I was eating and she was actually concerned that I wasn't eating enough. I assured her that I wasn't depriving myself, but at this point in my pregnancy there just wasn't a lot of room and I get full really quickly. After looking at the numbers from my 3-hour glucose test, she agreed with my Ob that I'm really a borderline case and that I didn't have to be quite as strict with myself as I had been. That's good news, Halloween is coming and I'm really missing chocolate! I miss Poptarts, Capt. Crunch Cereal, Starbucks Chai Tea Lattes and a whole bunch of other stuff too, but I'm trying to be a grown up about this and do what's best for the baby --- and for me. Meat is just plain icky to me and eating enough protein is such a struggle for me right now.