We had our "growth" ultrasound this morning. We didn't get any pictures...
The baby looks great. She is happy and healthy and is very active, doing all of the things she is supposed to be doing in there. She didn't stop moving the whole time and was practicing her breathing like a champ.
But - she is already 7 lbs, 3 ozs. She is somewhere between the 73rd and 88th percentile, depending on which charts the doctors look at. Anything above 90% is considered to be a gigantic baby basically.
They aren't too worried yet. I am going to increase my insulin dosage at night (yet again) to 28 units and also start taking 10 units in the morning. We'll try that for a couple of days and if it doesn't work I'll have to start taking insulin before every meal.
It's kind of upsetting. Not only do I feel scared to eat anything, I also feel scared about pushing out this gigantic baby. Maybe it's just hormones and sleep deprivation.
Although now I realize why I'm so uncomfortable. I can't believe I have another month of carrying around a full sized baby...it's hard to keep a positive attitude with that looming before me.
But, I realize I should stop whining and be greatful that she is doing so well in there...
I go to the doctor on Thursday for some tests and the start of the internal exams. We'll see what happens next.
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