Update 7.14.09

I’m actually starting to like going to the perinatologist. Huh, who would’ve thought that would be my reaction 6 weeks ago?

Even though we waited WAY too long for the appointment this morning, the news was worth the wait. Baby W is now a whopping 1.5 pounds! Hey, we’re on the charts at 16% and learning to appreciate the little things.

“Wow. Fantastic. Great.” To quote Dr. H after he saw the baby’s growth and it’s sweet little heart beating just as it should.

He mentioned again this morning he really thought I would be delivering this week, but is happy to report that’s not the case. In fact, he busted out with this fantastic news…that the chances of me delivering early are becoming more and more remote. Now, that is the kind of news that makes one want to celebrate at 9 o’clock in the morning.

So, we head back in two more weeks for another growth check and more ultrasounds of our sweet little peep growing in my belly.

In related news. I still have heart palpitations. Seriously. The OB called and I’m scheduled to go in for a consultation with the cardiologist for my heart. Guess the rule is that someone’s heart must be cause for concern. And trust me, after I meet with the roofer tomorrow, I might just pass the bad heart thing onto him. Here’s hoping.

To be perfectly honest, my energies just haven’t been focused on worrying about what’s going on with my ticker. It’s probably nothing, but for once, I just told God, “Listen, this one is all yours. I’ve got plenty to worry about.” So far, he seems to be complying.

At any rate, my heart really DID skip a beat (and I think I might’ve actually skipped out of the office) this morning after the good news about the baby. Praise God.