I am quite overwhelmed after my appointment today but hopefully I can get my thoughts out in a coherent manner.
The appointment started out with an ultrasound to measure the boys growth. Baby A is still head down (
yay!) and Baby B is still laying across the top of my stomach. I was watching as the tech was measuring and I kept seeing big scary numbers coming up like 33 weeks for the head measurement. I was pretty quiet as she was measuring, thinking "why do my kids always have huge heads???"
When she was done she set back in her chair, sighed, looked at me and said "A
weighs 3 lbs 12 oz and B
weighs 3 lbs 12 oz too. These are big babies". Uh yeah - I can't remember the exact number but it was between the 80 and 90
th percentile (and yes for a single baby). I think this particular tech tends to measure babies a little big, but still, here I am at 29 weeks with around 7.5 lbs of babies in me. Explains why I am so huge and comfortable...
Then she gives me some pictures of my boys to take with me. Normally I like these, but today she only gave me two pictures - one of each of the boys' parts. Uh thanks. Can't wait to show these to Emily who was promised new pics of her brothers.
I then met with my OB. Everything looked good except maybe my face because the first thing my OB said was "You look exhausted". Nice... I measured 37 weeks today, still anemic, still have varicose veins. The most
disconcerting thing about the appointment was a comment that my OB made - something to the effect of "we'll be happy if you make it 4 more weeks". Uh excuse me?? I need to make it a lot longer than that for the sake of these little boys. I think she was implying that my body may kick them out around that time, but I'm just not sure. I can't think of any specific reason that I would only last 4 more weeks. So now I'm obsessing about this and trying to remember what happened in the
appt to make her say that. Next time I am bringing someone with me since I can't seem to think straight.