So far the baby appears to be developing normally. Big sigh of relief. We had an ultrasound on Friday and the baby was swimming around like a maniac and sucking it’s little thumb and the radiology technician said everything looked healthy. We did not want to find out the gender. I would rather be surprised at 40 weeks than 20. And I don’t care that its measuring a bit small. Seriously, at five feet tall, I don’t have room for a large baby. I am sure nature knows what its doing here. I really don’t care about anything except that there are two legs, two arms, four chambers in the heart, and a closed spinal cord, which there are. Yay! I just want it to be healthy.
I read the radiologist’s impressions today. Apparently all of the body measurements indicated a gestational age of 18 and a half weeks while the femur measures just over 19 weeks. Long femurs?? Maybe this baby will be a talented cyclist.
I couldn’t help it. The thought came into my mind before I was even fully aware of it. Ok so I thought I just wanted the baby to be healthy but I suppose I wouldn’t mind healthy little athlete.
As long the baby prefers time trials. Triathlons would be fine too. Road races and criteriums just make me a little too nervous.
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Ha! Love those thoughts, Pam. Glad to hear everything is going as it should! So excited for you!
Ha ha Pam! I’m sure your baby will be healthy, robust and extraordinary! You never know what direction that takes, though, they have a way of doing their own thing! 😉 Thinking of you all, Love, Lucy
Oh God! Keep the projections at bay so you don’t become one of those moms who buys books for her toddler on techniques to get the kid into a competitive college!