Growth Scan

(Apologies to anyone who reads both blogs.)

Jen spoke to the midwife on the phone today. I wanted her to get the info first hand in case I either wasn't saying it correctly or that I had missed something. Apparently the midwife was nice and reassuring to Jen and said that she was pretty sure everything was fine with the growth, she had no reason to suspect otherwise.

Jen explained to the midwife that some friends of ours went through a similar situation last year and ended up with a bunch of complications down the road that were scary, even though they all turned out fine. She told her that our friends told us that in hindsight, they wish they'd been a little more proactive and a little less willing to take the reassurance. That's actually all we could think about last night, for the most part. The "what if."

The midwife offered a quick ultrasound if we wanted it, and Jen said that she thought it was a good idea. We swore we wouldn't have any more ultrasounds, and I know that ultrasounds aren't really all that reliable in terms of guessing fetal size, but I think we would be able to see /something/ if something was going wrong, like low fluid or really small baby or whatever. The ultrasound folks called right away and we're going tomorrow at noon to see how big the Frankinator is.

I am hopeful that everything will be fine, but of course nervous that maybe something isn't. It's better to know, right?