


We had our 19 week ultrasound this morning. We showed up with our VHS tape containing the four ultrasounds from Anastasia and Ainsley only to have the tech say "Oh we don't do that. It's all on DVD now and you can buy one for two bucks." I felt so three years ago.
The very first the tech said was "Well, it's a girl!" Apparently Allison isn't one for suspense and decided to just get it out there in the open. The girls were excited, but soon grew bored as the tech did all the measurements. Allison was very low and was extremely comfortable curled up in a little ball. It was difficult to get some of the measurements needed, but eventually the tech seemed satisfied. Everything looks wonderful and she's measuring right on target. She weighs 9 ounces which is more than I can say for me. I think I'm up to about 1.6 million ounces now, give or take a few. I still have 23 pounds to go before I hit my maximum weight ever for a pregnancy. Here's to hoping I can keep it within that rage. Although at the rate I am consuming food, it's doubtful.
I saw the doctor after my u/s. It took FOREVER for him to see me. He's one of my favorite docs, but I recently learned he only does GYN now so he won't be delivering babies anymore. I chastised him for it today! He listened to the heartbeat and then sent me on my way for bloodwork. It was quick and I was out of there two hours after arriving.
Ooosh....just felt a little Braxton-Hicks contraction. They tend to happen a few times a day. No pattern, no pain, just enough for me to feel like I've had the wind knocked out of me for a few seconds. Other than that we're just rolling along to the half-way mark. I would like to keep the last 20 weeks as uneventful as these first 20. I'm off this weekend to do some shopping. We have a lot of pink, but she will definitely get a new "coming home from the hospital" outfit! Any excuse to shop!