Can We Check One More Time?

Last week, Sarah ran into our perinatologist since they work in the same building. He was asking her how the pregnancy was going and asked her if she wanted to see how big she was. Since the last ultrasound we did was during week 18, she excitedly said yes. Today, the doc was awesome enough to squeeze us in during his lunch break for a quick ultrasound. It was absolutely incredible to see Carlosa's growth over the past 16 weeks. He did a quick check up on her, including a biophysical profile test. That test gives you a score between zero (bad) and two (good) in five catagories: muscle tone, body movements, breathing movements, amniotic fluid, and heart rate. Carlosa, already a good student like her mother, passed with a perfect score of 10. (Let us hope that she does not get her father's study habits.) He did a quick scan to make sure her development was on schedule, did some measurements, and estimated her current weight. According to his calcs, she is currently 5 lbs. 5 oz. Of course, there is a fudge factor of +/- 13 oz. For Sarah's sake, please don't be on the plus side of that correction.

Lastly, we made him double check that Carlosa is truly a Carlosa and not a Carlos. A quick check confirmed his theory that it is impossible to grow a weiner after 18 weeks. Phew. It was nice to hear that all the clothes that we have received would not have to be returned and that I would not have to spend this weekend covering up our Pepto-Bismol walls.

Our other baby developments: we had our baby shower the Saturday of Mother's Day weekend. Since Sarah's list of things she hates include tomatoes, late patients, and baby showers, I agreed to do a coed function. We had a simple BBQ with no stereotypical shower activities. The only games that were played were bags (cornhole) and Flickergolf. No strings were tied around Sarah (or myself) and no one guessed how much weight Sarah has gained. When did someone decide that these moronic games were the best way to celebrate the miracle of carrying and giving birth to a child? This is one of life's questions that will never be answered. We did have the opportunity to (briefly) chat with some friends and family that we hadn't seen in a while. It is always great to catch up with those people.

Also happening around the Flick house - the organization of Carlosa's room. This past weekend we focused on clearing out the closet to make room for Carlosa's clothes and shelves. This required moving all 8000+ pairs of Sarah's shoes. (My fudge factor? +/- 15 shoes) First, I moved my shoes out of the front closet into the guest bedroom closet. This would seem weird until you know that all my clothes are stored in the guest bedroom. Sarah selected the shoes that would remain upstairs in the front closet. The remainder was shipped to the basement bedroom (aka Hillary's room). This was quite the adventure, but we knocked it all out. Carlosa's closet now has some clothes hanging in it and her shelves full of books, toys, and teethers.

Between the shower, our collection of gift cards, and some random donations, we have managed to get a pretty good collection of baby supplies built up. Our biggest worry was getting our travel system, since that included the car seat. Apparently the hospital won't let you take a baby home without a car seat. Who knew?!! Now that we have some newborn clothes, some newborn diapers, and a car seat, we are ready for the little chica to join us out here.

It is hard to believe that we are less than 6 weeks out from the due date. This pregnancy has flown by (according to the one without the baby growing inside of him) and we are so excited to meet little. . . wait for it. . . wait for it. . . just kidding. I'm not going to tell you her name. That's crazy. Let's stick with Carlosa for now!

Til the next post,
Mikey