I started the day with a phone call from my perinat with the AFP test results. Negative! Yay! The baby doesn't have Down syndrome or spina bifida.
Then, I went to my OB for my regular once a month appointment. Everything looks great. I've gained 10 pounds. I guess that's not bad for 20 weeks. I am allowed to lay out at the pool!! I need some sun! My pale legs are blinding people! (I can only go to the pool for 1-2 hours at a time. I have to drink lots of water, and I can't get too hot.)
Then, I went out to Gwinnett Daily Post. I told my boss I would pick up 6 copies of Saturday's paper. I remembered Monday afternoon. Oops! So, I stopped by the newspaper and picked up the 6 copies today. (There's an article about my work's new building in Saturday's paper.)
Then I want to Caleb's old NICU. I was next to the hospital, and I decided I was ready to stop by and visit his old nurses and nurse practioners. It was good to see everyone. They all said they were very sad to hear about Caleb passing away. Usually babies don't fight so hard for so long, get almost ready to come home, then get an infection and pass away. His death was a surprise to everyone. They all asked how the new baby was doing. And they were all thrilled to know it is another boy. I told them I would stop by again after the baby comes. I will bring him by in stroller without any attachments! My goal is no NICU time with this one. The closer I get to 40 weeks, the better. White boys don't do so well as preemies. (Black girls do the best as preemies and white boys do the worst - "wimpy white boys.")
My belly is getting huge! I now have strangers asking me when I'm due. I didn't start getting that until a few weeks before Caleb was born. I am one of those people - you know the ones who only gain weigh in the belly. Everything else looks the same pre-pregnancy size (every though it isn't) and there's just a belly sticking out. That's me. You can hate me for that if you need to. But, I would trade it for gaining weight everywhere and a healthy term baby in a second!
Oh, I haven't told you that my sister came by Sunday and took back all her maternity clothes. (ok- she really only took a few things, mainly things that don't fit me. I do have plenty of clothes left.) You know why she took all the clothes??? Can you guess why? The same reason why my sister-in-law will probably want her glider rocker back...
I guess there's something in the water...
Here's a new picture of Caleb. It was taken Saturday, April 22. He was still recovering from surgery so he was still on the resptirator.