Another week, another ultrasound

This week, I went to the specialist. They said everything looks good, as good as it can. I got the approval to deliver at Kadlec so long as things stay the same. The cysts have gotten a little smaller again, but not significantly so. He is weighing 4 lbs 8 oz. and looks bigger than he did 4 days ago. I guess that's what happens, but most people don't get to see it from the inside.

I get to wait 4 weeks this time before I go back to the specialist, so that is good. Still have the weekly BPP at the clinic. Last week they said things looked good, but I had to wait an hour for them to tell me that. In fact, things looked so good that the Dr. had to throw in some bad news. She said I was too fat. I have tried to tell people that I have gained a lot of weight, even though my belly and face don't show it yet. She confirmed it and was not so gentle about it--she told me no white bread, no whole milk (I don't eat those regularly anyway), eat whole grains (check), decrease refined sugar (that is true--halloween, thanksgiving, christmas, and v-day), and exercise more. I would gladly exercise more, but 3 weeks ago, they told me to decrease exercise. Then she said if you exercise you need to increase your food intake. What? I am sure she didn't really read my chart. I fought her every suggestion and told her that I was not gluttonous. 27 lbs at 32 weeks is not extreme weight gain. Ask anyone, except this Dr.

Oh, and she said my baby was breech and they would look at turning him at 34-35 weeks. Everything I have ever read says the baby should be turned by 36 weeks and some turn on their own even later than that. She told me that it was more urgent than I thought and that I was lucky my last one turned at 36 weeks. So that was friday and yesterday he had turned head down according to ultrasound. Not sure he will stay there, but this little guy is a real mover. Take that Dr.

Did you know you could text to Dubai and it would go through on a local number? I didn't until I got a message back saying it was a 12 hour time difference, which meant that I beeped him at 3 in the morning. Oops.