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Well, I had another appointment with the midwife today, and things are still looking and feeling good. BP normal, baby in head-down position, very little swelling (and even better, no carpal tunnel syndrome) so far. I even told her I was sleeping well, which surprised her because she says she never hears that from women at this stage! But it's true -- even though I wake every two hours or so throughout the night, I drop right back into a deep sleep again afterward. I'm very thankful for that, and hope it lasts!
Baby's heartbeat is 120, and the midwife says it seems to be fairly small and compact -- she doesn't think this one is going to be the same size as Nicholas (who was 8 lbs. 13 oz.). She thinks it might be a little girl. Well, that would give me an excuse for having bought four cute little pink-flowered outfits while garage-saleing last weekend... though I was figuring, if it wasn't a girl, I could always give them to somebody else, since they looked brand-new. Besides, my friend Brenda talked me into it. Yeah, that's the ticket -- it's her fault.
On another note, I've realized I have two plot bunnies left to feed before the new baby comes. Epiphany is that Snapelet cookie I keep putting off writing, but will really try to get to, honest. And Whirlpool Heart was an idea I had for a Vaughn vignette, even before the season finale of Alias aired last Sunday and made the concept and title even more ironically appropriate...
Baby's heartbeat is 120, and the midwife says it seems to be fairly small and compact -- she doesn't think this one is going to be the same size as Nicholas (who was 8 lbs. 13 oz.). She thinks it might be a little girl. Well, that would give me an excuse for having bought four cute little pink-flowered outfits while garage-saleing last weekend... though I was figuring, if it wasn't a girl, I could always give them to somebody else, since they looked brand-new. Besides, my friend Brenda talked me into it. Yeah, that's the ticket -- it's her fault.
On another note, I've realized I have two plot bunnies left to feed before the new baby comes. Epiphany is that Snapelet cookie I keep putting off writing, but will really try to get to, honest. And Whirlpool Heart was an idea I had for a Vaughn vignette, even before the season finale of Alias aired last Sunday and made the concept and title even more ironically appropriate...
