Today was our 20 week checkup, which is a big deal considering they do an ultrasound that checks all the organs closely to make sure everything is forming and working properly. We were very anxious about today. We were so worried something would be wrong with our sweet angel. We had the ultrasound first and thankfully everything was great! The technician even used the word "perfect" a few times :) Jonah's heart, brain, spine, kidneys, stomach and bladder look good and all of his measurements are right on track. He weighs 13 oz right now (6oz up from our appointment 3 weeks ago!), and his heart rate was 150. He cooperated like a good little boy for all of the important stuff, but when we tried to get a good look at his profile to see his nose and lips, he had enough! He was turned around facing my back and would not turn over no matter how much poking and jiggling we did. When the technician could angle the probe enough to see his face a little bit, he had both arms up by his face! He was being stubborn. But, I guess that's ok. He's had his picture made quite a lot. This is our 4th ultrasound!
After the ultrasound was over, we saw Dr. Benton. She had been called away for a delivery so we had to anxiously await her arrival to confirm that all was well with our little Jonah. When she got there, she said that everything from the scan looked great and we are right on track. My BP is still looking good. I did gain another 8lbs (yikes!!!), which I had to ask her about. She said that I will have weeks where I don't gain anything and then I will have times that I gain a lot. It's all part of it. I just don't want to gain 8lbs every time. That would just make for a very hard diet after Jonah gets here! Anyways, I go back in 4 weeks and have my glucose tolerance test, which I hear wonderful things about (sarcasm). Not looking forward to that, but you've gotta do what you've gotta do!
I am so blessed that everything is going smoothly so far. We pray almost every night that God will continue to watch over us and little Jonah. I pray that he will grow and grow and take his time getting here. I want to see him so badly, but I also want him to stay safe in my belly for as long as possible. I feel like I have the most important job of my life...protecting my precious cargo. I pray that I will be a good mommy to him and help him grow into a perfect little boy and young man. I pray that he will know how much mommy and daddy love him by both our words and actions towards him and each other. I pray that I will make good decisions as a parent to keep him safe and teach him good values. It's crazy to think that I love this little boy so very much and I haven't actually seen him or held him yet. I can't imagine how I will feel that first time that I hold him in my arms. Right now it's just a dream that I'm waiting to come true. Well, I guess that's it until next time!
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