As I sit here and type, I’m still in shock by what my midwife said today. I guess I shouldn’t be, babies come in all sizes and lengths. I just never assumed I would have a big baby!
My first born was 6 pounds 10 ounces, I was induced with her, pretty sure so my midwife at the time could go on vacation that weekend. My first born was small and petite, man o man does that girl have some height on her now!
As I enter into the 9th month, I was told today that her guess is this baby is around 7 1/2 pounds already and feels “solid”. I replied “I know right?!”. I looked at her shocked, are you kidding me? 7 1/2 pounds? No, we can’t do that! We technically have 4 weeks to go!
Our due date was bumped up a bit, due to her size a couple months ago, but it was only a few days, so I don’t really count it as a new due date.
I haven’t had an ultrasound since October, for personal reasons. It wasn’t necessary according to my midwife, so we opted out. Even with my thyroid issue, baby girl Mitchell is growing just fine!
I’m feeling winded and exhausted, all is normal hitting the last month in a couple days. While all I want to do is sleep, I also want to make sure my house is clean and fully stocked with things my husband and daughter may need, when I just don’t feel like going to the store. I know my husband can, but on top of being a new dad, working more hours than he wants too, I still want to make sure they are both taken care of.
We are anxious to meet her, whenever she is ready. We are taking guesses on arrival date and weight if you want to chime in on the fun!