There you have it, folks, my expanding belly!
I saw the doctor today. Oh what a shock--I'd gained 9.4 lbs in 4 weeks!! Oh no! That brings me up to 30 lbs total already, and there are still 12 weeks to go. :( She didn't seem to mind. She said my tummy was measuring right on for 28 weeks (so I'm not carrying extra amniotic fluid). I don't have swelling in my ankles, so I'm probably not carrying extra fluid anywhere else in my body, either. So it's "real" weight. My nurse was so sympathetic. She said, "Don't worry, it always comes off." She's right, it always does. But as I top the scale at 152 lbs, I realize that this pregnancy, like the last, will also end with me over 160. I'm hoping, but that hope is diminishing, that it will end with a baby closer to 8 lbs than 9 lbs. =P
Micah came with me to the appointment today. He has always been obstinate to tell everyone, "The baby is a boy." I asked him as I stepped on the scale if he wanted to tell the nurse what I'm having. He put on his shy grin and said, "It's a girl." Of course, my nurse was really excited for me.
Everything else at the appointment was good. My blood pressure was low. I had my gestational diabetes test, which means SO much more now than it used to. My blood sugar level was only 100 an hour after drinking a 10 oz glucose drink that contained 50 g of sugar. Perfect! :)