
We had our second doc appointment today. It was short and sweet- no ultra sound this time (by the way, those machines look quite like something that should be on the bridge of the Starship Enterprise); instead she just used a little microphone and speaker that looked like an old radio/walkie-talkie so we could hear Baby's heartbeat. Badoom-badoom-badoom, with some stomach-static for good measure.
Everything looks and sounds good. I was four pounds lighter this time than last, so I didn't feel at all bad about having ice cream again after dinner. Creole Creamery is New Orleans' Mallard- my favorite flavor lately is Cilantro Lime. Wow.
I was kind of disappointed that we didn't get another "photo" of the little
gambita (it has progressed in recent weeks from fig-sized to lime-sized to that of a "medium shrimp"), because there have been tons of changes since our last visit. According to the books and internet sites I've been reading, Lil' B has reflexes, its eyes are getting closer to their right spots, and its body is catching up in proportion to its head. Big developments this week: fingerprints and eyelashes!
Here are the pics from our first doctor visit- when Lil' B really was just a little bean. Of the lima variety.

Stefin is leaving for Virginia for a week, and we'll both be in WA in 2.
It is exciting to be us.
-Carrie