OK, well it's not really bad news. But I had a somewhat depressing visit to the doctor yesterday where I weighed-in 36 pounds higher than my pre-pregnancy starting weight. The doctor isn't concerned. She thinks it's because of the big baby and the extra water I'm retaining — who knew my ankles could hold so much? But it's still tough to think that I'd have to lose a pound over the remainder of the pregnancy to stay within the 25-35 pound "recommended weight gain." That doesn't seem likely as the baby's growth shows no signs of slowing — and, of course, I want this baby to be as big and healthy as it can be.
I'm sure some people are thinking I must go home and eat butter with a side of Crisco every night, but I've been eating relatively healthy and getting some exercise almost every day. I swear! Oh well. My doctor isn't worried, so I'm going to try not to be either.
On a positive note, the baby's heart rate was healthy and in the 140s. My belly is still measuring big for where I'm at in the pregnancy — surprise, surprise — but we're getting another ultrasound in about 3 weeks to check in again on the baby's size. After our next doctor's appointment, we start going in every week for the final countdown of the pregnancy!
Brian and I listened to some Michael Jackson last night (after hearing the sad news of his death) and I think our baby is an early fan. I definitely felt the butt and a foot sticking out in what I'm assuming was some sort of awkward baby dance move :) And, really, who can help dancing when Billie Jean is playing?
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