Following up on my last post: no ultrasound at most recent visit, but I did get to hear Fetal Blah's heartbeat, which was quite regular (if swishy) and reassuring.
Also discussed the amnio with my doctor and have decided to go ahead and do it, due to my Advanced Maternal Age (sorry, I just had to capitalize it. It's kind of funny to me, like every time I go into the doctor's office they should have a news crew, or at least a documentary crew, in there following my every move: "And now, here we are with Lisa Blah Blah, who if she carries to term will be the Oldest Living Woman in Recorded Time to ever give birth! Lisa, how is your pregnancy going? Have you been taking your prenatals right along with your Centrum Silver?"). So Sweet Dub and I are going in three weeks, right before Memorial Day weekend. The only bright spot in doing the amnio, as far as I'm concerned, is that we may find out the gender of Fetal Blah.** Oh, and yeah, find out two weeks later about any genetic defects that are so horrific we might decide to terminate***, but whatever.
In other world news, I have been informed that my coworkers are throwing me a baby shower in three months and that I should go ahead and start registering for stuff NOW. What is really ridiculous about this is that I have actually gone ahead and started registering (okay, so far I've picked out five things - a breast pump, bottles, breast milk storage bags, bottle drying rack, and a new Boppy), and you know what? Wow. Babies sure do need a lot of stuff. You think they don't, but yeah, they do.
* A Biblical reference. One of the few Bible-type references that this non-church-goin' gal knows. After years of marriage to Abraham with no offspring, with God's intervention Sarah (who laughed when she overheard the prediction, remember?) gave birth to Isaac at the age of 90. Who was laughing THEN? Oh, I guess she was.
** Strangely on the fence about this, or at least about telling people what the gender is if we do find out. I know that Sweet Dub is dying (DYING!) to know.
*** Not sure what those would be, and honestly, not trying to think about them.
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Oh you are making me laugh! Centrum Silver! HAH! I have been thinking about having another baby but I don't know where in our apartment I'd put a third baby and all it's crap! Yeah for that baby shower!
And, I'll keep my fingers crossed for you on the amnio. I know it feels scary.
LOL! I think with the third child you just give up on any semblance of normalcy! I was just over at a friend's for a playdate with Viva -- they have three kids under the age of 5 and it looks like Toys R Us just threw up all over their apartment. Seriously, you step over toys right and left. I walked into the living room and my head exploded from sensory overload!
P.S. They also had TVs on in two adjacent rooms, each tuned to a different kids' show. Oh, Lordy.
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