Well, yesterday's check-up was a bit... um... bittersweet. The diagnosis? "You're not even close to having this baby... we'll see you next week!". On the one hand, I'm glad for the diagnosis because it means I have more time to spend with my kids at school before I have to leave them in someone else's hands for 6 weeks. On the other hand, I'm sad that I have to wait even LONGER to meet our son. The doc did give me some news, however, that I was definitely glad to hear. He estimates that Isaac already weighs 7 pounds! With only 3 weeks to go until the much anticipated September 18th due date, he could potentially weigh 9 (or 10 - yikes!) pounds on his birthday. Of course, these weight estimates are nothing more than educated guesses, so he could wind up weighing 7 pounds at birth. Who knows? I just hope he comes out all nice and fat.. and red-headed. Fat babies are TOO CUTE. And fat, re-headed babies are even more cute!!
Speaking of fat, here's the updated belly shot @ 37 weeks.