Monday saw another routine antenatal appointment, (I’m now seeing either the midwife or GP every 2 weeks) this one was actually the second half of an appointment which started on Wednesday last week, but due to an administrative c**k up (GP not warned it was an antenatal appointment, couldn’t find tape measure) we’d only been able to do the peeing in a pot, blood pressure bit that time, and I had returned for the measuring and listening to the heart beat bit.
This time the tape measure was at hand and my bump was duly measured, we listened to Smidget’s heart with the aid of a very nifty hand held doppler device and for her troubles the GP received a stern kick from Smidget, who perhaps objected to her cold hands.
Much to my surprise the GP decided that my bump was measuring a bit small, so I was sent off to the hospital for yet another scan (I knew I was tempting fate when I said on here after the 4D scan that we wouldn’t be seeing Smidget again until the birth). I was seen remarkably quickly and the lady doing the scan declared straight away that Smidget wasn’t too small at all. Probably the fact that I’m so tall scewed the measurements a bit.
It was much harder to make things out on this scan as Smidget is now so squished up in there but she measured the circumference of the head and belly and length of the thigh bones, from which we can tell that Smidget has a fairly average sized head (yay – perhaps some of my genes made the cut after all), a rather fat little belly and very long legs. In the top 3% for the leg length, tho I don’t think that’s too suprising really!
They could also estimate that Smidget is currently about 6lb 12 (3062g), which on my dodgy maths and looking at the growth charts in my notes puts us at about 8lb 9 ish at 40 weeks. So big, but not huge.
This all also goes to prove that the current greeting of choice for anyone seeing me (“oh my god, you’re MASSIVE!”) is, as I’d thought, a little unfair!