25 Weeks

Today I am 25 weeks - and it feels like a cruel joke I have played on myself. Every Tuesday is my pregna-versary: The day I turn one more week pregnant. However, around Saturday or Sunday I start rounding up and saying I am one more week pregnant than I really am... I get ahead of myself in my anticipation to be one more week closer to delivery and then am disappointed when Tuesday rolls around because it feels like time is moving so slowly, like I am backtracking. But then I think, why am I in such a hurry to have a newborn? They are much easier to take care of when on the inside.

So, back to 25 weeks - I am still seeing a specialist for my Grave's Disease, though the treatments seem to be going well and the baby is growing right on schedule. This week, BabyCenter.com compares the baby to the size of the average rutabaga. Um, what does a rutabaga even look like, let alone how big is an average sized specimen? Well it is about 1.5 lbs and 13.5 inches long - if you're curious, here ya go. I think there are cuter things to compare a baby to.

Here are some pics from my ultrasound on Friday - the umbilical cord was right near the face so the profile looks a little rounded out.

A foot

Nose and Lips

This time, Claire and Miles came with Betty (Matt was out of town) and got to be there for the ultrasound. Claire loved it, and was sitting there smiling through the whole thing. The doctor talked to her a lot and pointed out everything he was showing on the screen. He would say - do you see the nose? And she would say, yes I see her nose, or I see her head, etc. So, she is still confident we are having a girl.

I wish I could report that I know if she's right or wrong - but I can't. Baby Hiller is still a mystery. Boy or girl - we're excited!