- At 32 weeks we went in for an ultrasound to see how big he was. The conversation with the US tech went as follows:
Me - "Im nervous to see how big this baby is."
Her - "Nah, you dont have to start worrying for a couple more weeks, they are just starting to put on weight and get big at this point."
Measuring - - Measuring - - Measuring (3 times just to be sure)
Her - "Haha, maybe you should be worried, his head is measuring 36.5 weeks, his body 35 and his legs 32. He weighs 5lb 7 oz. Haha, good luck! Go wait to see your dr."
Us - "Uhh, awesome."
- Skip to 36 weeks - measuring at 42 weeks, 8lb 9oz. Yikes!
On to 38 weeks - Went in for an induction on August 21st because Dr. Schmidt, "didn't want this baby over 9 lbs"
- Got to the hospital before the sun came up (didnt sleep much the night before)
- Hooked up to the pitocen at 6:30
- Sat and watched my mom and trey watch the contraction monitor as they felt the need to let me know how strong the contractions were with, "oooh, that was a big one."...... No kidding.
- Got tired of listening to them so the anesthesiologist was promptly called at 10:30.
- Now im ok with them saying this because I cant feel a thing.
- 12:15 Nurse Karen, who was a riot, proclaimed, "we are going to have this baby in a hot minute."
- Me: "Wait, what!?!? I was getting ready to take a nap. I need a few minutes."
- At 12:45 to the tune of Nurse Karen going, "Holy $&*% thats a big baby, he showed up.
