Sonogram last Friday: He weighs 6 pounds, 6 ounces (heavier than my existing son was when he was born at 40 weeks...), measures at 37 weeks when according to the calendar I was only 33 weeks. He is in fact in position and a term baby, now. This confirms much of what we suspected.
We believe I will deliver within two weeks. I am hoping so, mostly because the pressure, fatigue/dizziness and swelling have become a lot worse, I'm having mildly painful but intermittent contractions, and mobility is painful and difficult. (I went to the grocery store yesterday and it all but wrecked me for the rest of the day.) I missed two days' work last week because I just couldn't go...I have the urge to stay at home and keep my family close to me. I felt that way today, but I'm here at work...and swelling up like a balloon. I've started conversations with Council regarding when I'm allowed to start missing meetings and how many. I'm not even going to make it until my "last day of work" on March 12, let alone April 11!
The most awesome thing at the sonogram...we saw his face. We didn't get a photo which did the moment justice, but...we saw his face and saw it very clearly. He's not the skeletal alien we saw in November...he's now an actual, real, live baby...chubby with huge cheeks like his Mommy. He still likes to rub his head with his right hand.
No more nightmares about three eyes, "elephant head" or deformed face. He's perfect, he's beautiful, and I can't begin to describe how moving that was to realize.