Baby Weight

This morning I had my last visit with the Perinatologist group.  Hooray!  Less opinions are better at this point because it really does get very confusing and upsetting.  One say's the sky is blue, another say's it's gray.  It does get quite annoying!  Today he estimated the baby's weight by measuring different parts of his body using the ultrasound machine.  I actually filmed it because I found it interesting, and the baby might like to watch it down the line.  I am going to have to start burning these videos to DVD's and storing them properly, instead of saving them to the computer alone.  Anyway, apparently he has a big head...not good for me as I have to push him out.  He weighs 5 lbs. + or - 1 lb.  So he could weigh as little as 4 lbs. or as much as 6 lbs.  We won't know the actual weight until he is born, however the good news is that he is big and has a good chance of coming home with me next Sunday.

My shower is on the 21st of February and he will be attending, however anyone who would like to see him before the shower is welcome to visit us at our home.  I think my mom is going to be staying with us, but we are going to take it one day at a time and see how much help we need in the beginning.  She will be there everyday though, cooking and helping to look after our little guy :)  I imagine Aunt Terri will be there as well quite a bit.  She wants this baby to like her more than Nick, since Derek prefers Uncle Nick.  She is also quite fond of babies, and is more excited over his arrival than perhaps anyone else other than myself.  She has been losing sleep and fretting over his arrival; she really likes to worry!

This week I am going to be putting together a menu of all the food I want cooked when I get home.  I am going to want some Paula Deen home cooking.  My mom is good at that, as long as I pay close attention that she uses real butter instead of margarine.  I am going to send Marty out to Costco and the grocery store on Saturday in preparation for the baby and I to come home on Sunday.  This way my mother will have all the ingredients she needs for the recipes and I can be sure that the "good stuff" is being used.  Derek has to accompany Marty to the grocery store so if he is unable to locate an item he will be sure to ask the clerk.  Marty doesn't like to ask for direction or help, but Derek doesn't like to see me upset :)  He is a smart boy!

So 6 days left to go.  I am really looking forward to getting him out and going home!  My dogs are surely going to be ecstatic as well.  I will need to keep the leash on Amos (our puppy Mastiff weighing 220 lbs.) for about a week for him to learn the new rules when I get home.  He only listens to me, and Marty baby's him.  He does everything Cesar Milan say's not to do which makes him a bad pet owner, and the sucker!  When I get mad the dogs rush over to Marty. Let's hope his parenting skills will be better, however I think he will be a sucker for this child as well.  We shall see!  Derek is looking forward to being a big brother, and we are allowing him to skip school on Friday to stay with my dad.  This way, no matter what time the baby is delivered Derek will get here and be able to see him right after.  We decided if the baby goes to the NICU, Marty will wait for Derek to get here and allow him to be the first to visit.  He will feel special!  We just want to make sure he is included in everything, other than the delivery itself.  I don't need to ruin that image for years to come and poison his brain.  It's already bad enough that Marty thinks he should watch him come out!  My uncle has been trying to tell him it's a very bad idea and it will be an image he will never be able to get out of his brain.  Marty is stubborn though, and curious.  I've just informed him no pictures or video will be taken from that end!  No thanks, I don't need to see it.  I want the nurses to clean the baby before they even put him on me.

It's now time for a nap.  My mom will be arriving some time this afternoon with my clean nightgowns and then I can shower.  In the meantime, I need to catch up on some much needed rest.  I am still not sleeping well at night.