So just a few short weeks back, Jer and I went to our fourth appointment with Dr. Talsky. I was finding myself only somewhat excited for this appointment. There wasn’t anything too new happening. I wanted to hear the heartbeat again and be reassured my swollen ankles and ever expanding waistline were progressing along as normal. But other than those few things, I didn’t really think the appointment would hold much new fun information. That is where I was totally wrong!
The appointment began with a weight and blood pressure check. According to Dr. Talsky my blood pressure was beautiful. I had just started week 23 and everything looked wonderful. After a few quick house keeping items like signing up for child birth classes and calling to find a pediatrician, he had me lay back so he could measure my belly. After a few seconds of him pushing around and unwinding his tape, he started to laugh. The next words out of his mouth were, “And there are how many in there again?” I laughed nervously and said “One…we think??” He was very impressed and made a point of holding his tape and pushing down to accentuate my belly. He looked at Jer said…”That’s impressive. You’re measuring 27 weeks.” I looked at him and said, “So what does that mean?” He said, “It means you can call the baby Guinness…or pro-athlete. I think I know who the baby will take after.” He then proceeded to laugh himself nearly to tears at his funny little joke. We all had a good laugh and then I asked him again for real, "So what does that mean?" He told us that he wasn’t worried about it at this point. In another month we would come back in and he would measure me again. If by then we were still measuring 4 weeks ahead, it would be time for ultrasound number 2. Yes everyone…ultrasound number 2. We would be in search of multiples. Twins to be exact. I about fell off the examining table and onto the floor. However at this point, the size is more than likely to do with the way I’m carrying the baby. Apparently I’m carrying the baby long in my torso, rather than across my belly and hips. He said that might explain some of the size displacement. He also said we could have some excess fluid in there which could cause the size difference. After we got over our shock, he also informed me that now is the time to start looking for pre-term labor and other things like Braxton Hicks contractions. He explained the difference between the two. I haven’t experienced either that I’m aware of. I’m guessing by Christmas my story might be just a little different. We also learned I’m going to kick off my third and final trimester right around Christmas Day! Our next appointment is December 24th, Christmas Eve at 9:30 in the morning. I go for my glucose screening and hopefully to figure out if I’m still measuring ahead of the game or not.
Aunt Jenni asked us last weekend if we had a nickname for the baby. She told us a great story about a friend of theirs who called their baby “Frosted Flakes.” Jer and I aren’t really great with nicknames so nothing had come to mind yet. Especially nothing original like that. I think the best ones are the ones that make themselves. After today I think we coined our baby’s first nickname. So thank you Dr. Talsky, though it’s not the cutest of nicknames…for now it’s very fitting - Guinness and the rest of the family are doing just fine and anxiously awaiting our next appointment!
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