Mr. Big

We went for our 35-week appointment last week, and there were a of "hummm" and "uh-huh" kinds of noises coming out of Nurse Linda's mouth. Most of that was followed by, "that's baby there, too."

Yes, apparently it's not just my imagination that he's heading toward the exit. His "head's way down there" and the rest of him is taking up so much room that he's measuring a full two weeks ahead of schedule. Ajay backed Nurse Linda into a corner and asked her, if she were a betting woman in Vegas, where we'd be weight-wise now, and she thought that he'd already tip the scaled at 7 lbs. Um... and with a month to go times half a pound a week... that makes a BIG BABY!

Wondering how likely the chances are that we'll go all the way to 40 weeks, Nurse Linda also did some checking and found that things feel favorable and we're already dilated a centimeter. So, given the size plus the environmental conditions, it's looking like an earlier exit may be possible. To make that possibility more likely, we were given a 'to do' and a 'to take' list. She thinks that we'll see big changes in a couple weeks, and I'd be very okay with that.

As soon as I find a site that lets me set up some friendly wagering on things like arrival date and data, I'll open the betting to the public. Until then, I'm just hoping really hard that Nurse Linda's right.