…and thousands cheered

well, just came back from the midwife. my OB now has two midwives on staff, so lucky me, i get to meet them both at one point or another in case one of them ends up holding the catcher’s mitt on The Big Day. she is concerned that i am still having shortness of breath, though it is most likely due to the fact that i am, oh, er, i dunno, PREGNANT. so anyway, i get to visit my primary care next week so that we can laugh about it.

also, in about 2 weeks, i get to go for my 36 week sonogram. little flipper right now seems like he is in breech position, which would really, really suck. however, i am not too concerned yet, as he has plenty of time to flip around in there before people start getting nervous. if he still remains breech, i get to go into the hospital and have something called an aversion done. i’ll let our friends at disney explain this one. she asked, how big was your other baby?

i told her, 6 pounds, 9 ounces.

and then, the immortal quote.

“this ain’t no 6 pound baby, lady.”

i can barely contain my joy.


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