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Sprout | Week 36 [updated]

36 weeks 5 days...

(forgive me for pulling my dress tight to my belly and showing off my underwear lines... good lord.)

I just met with the ultrasound tech today, but he felt that there was no reason for my to meet with my dr. until my next appointment (after the ultrasound).

I found out today, that Sprout is measuring 5lbs 13oz and is doing great.  He hasn't really dropped a whole heck of a lot, but he's doing great.  The chord isn't around his neck, the amnotic fluid is doing great, he is head down and he looks great!  Seeing him now, this far along, is just wild.  It's so much clearer than what we had seen in December.

He's facing to my left and his hands, legs and feet are all on my left side with his spine on my right.  He's butt is also straight up and right under my chest. 

Here are a few pictures from today's ultrasound...
This is his profile, from right to left you can see his forehead, his noce and then his mouth.
If you are totally unaware, these are his man parts.  Large and in charge... Makes Mama proud.  ha!
And his spine.

From what we could tell today, everything is going well, he's just a smaller baby.  I'm perfectly okay with that, to be honest.  I'll go on Monday to hear what my dr. actually has to say about the scan.

All in all, it was great to confirm that he's still doing well, he's still a HE and that there wasn't anything alarming.

Until next time...


Jill said…
From Kylee:

You look great and that little sprout is a doll. :)
Jill said…
From Leah:

Looking good mama! Both you and Sprout!
Jill said…
From Molly:

You look so cute with your bump! Glad everything is good with sprout!
Jill said…
From Allison:

Great news!!!

And you're adorable, as always.
Jill said…
From Bethany:

Awesome pics!! Both of you and your sweet pea!!
Wendy said…
I can't believe you're that far along already! Time flew by! You look great!

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