Norah is still inside (where she should be!!) and we had a 3d u/s last week, a growth u/s today & will have a follow up u/s with another MFM on Tuesday. Something about her heart isn't looking right. It's fluttering or flapping strangely and b/c of her size and position (she's head down already) it was hard to get a good look at the regular ob's office, so it's off to the specialist I go (hi ho hi ho hi ho). I'm nervous, but not nervous at the same time. I'm glad it was caught and we can investigate it before she arrives.
Part of me is afraid. Afraid that *this* is what caused the cystic hygroma in the first place and it's to late to do anything about it. Her other organs looked good though and there were no hydrops. I'm hopeful that it was just a size and position problem.
Size-wise she's in the 66th percentile, weighing in around 4lbs11oz. IF she were to gain .5lb a week from here on out, she'd be about 9lbs like Jordy was. I'm hoping she's smaller. Selfish, yes, but I want a little baby (who's healthy & doesn't get stuck, but I'll settle for one that's *just* healthy).
And now, I must go to bed. There's more I want to say, on a different topic, kinda sorta - it's about a fear and a realizing, but I just don't have the energy to get it written out as well as I'd like.
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