Week Ten
My OB didn't have my ultrasound report as of Friday afternoon. I was a little frustrated but told myself that if the results were bad they would have been quicker to get me the news . . . at least that made me feel better in the mean time. I knew the report was done because my sister works in the Medical Transcription Department at the hospital. She told me that the report was done. I tried to quiz her about it, but she's not suppose to tell. UGH! I figured she could at least say, ""'m not suppose to tell you, but it looks fine." She did tell me the baby had a heart rate of 176 beats per minute. Basically she told me nothing!
We told our families. I'm already gaining weight, and my clothes don't fit. I told James that we should tell and he thought we should just let everyone wonder why I was putting on weight. He thought it would be funny. Funny for him! He wouldn't be the one they were talking about! He said, "Let's just see if they notice." I said, "Of course they'll notice, but they won't say anything! They'll just talk about me when I'm not in the room!". Anyway, when I told my Dad he said, "I noticed you were getting a little poochy, but I wasn't going to say anything." See, exactly what I thought!!
I thought I was feeling a little less tired but that only lasted for a day or two. When evening comes I'm still wiped out. Thank goodness James is such a sweetie. He's been bathing Chaynee and putting her to bed for me. I'm having a small party for "moms" tonight, I hope I'm not a party pooper!
I'd better update you on the toilet paper scale! This morning I am only 7-1/2 squares. I'm shrinking? Doubtfully! Just depends on the time of day I suppose. By this evening I will easily be 8 squares!
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