My 36-week exam went well.
I only gained 1 pound from two weeks ago, which is an accomplishment for me. My blood pressure was good at 112/78.
As for baby, the most important one, the ultrasound revealed he’s now in the 97th percentile. So a guesstimate of 7 pounds 13 ounces – a pound up or down.
My doctor today – the self-proclaimed hippy of the practice – said she doesn’t believe in inductions for size. She thinks its better to let nature run its course, as long as there are no complications, and that I couldn’t grow a baby I could deliver.
She told me though, next week’s appointment with a different doctor in the practice could be an entirely different recommendation… We just have to choose what is right for us.
At this point, I am all about letting nature take its course, which means because my mom is taking a trip to Mexico with her boyfriend next week, her first grandchild will be born!
Otherwise, things are good. We preregistered at the hospital after the appointment, so now it’s just a waiting game. It’s insane. I can’t believe I’m nearly there.