I have been going to OB appointments every week or two for the last couple of months to check on Baby's growth and to make sure pre-term labor isn't imminent. Today was the last in this series of visits, which means good news! Baby's growth is right on track for 25 weeks, 4 days. She looks healthy and strong, with a heart rate of 150 and a current estimated weight of 1 pound, 12 ounces. I have lots and lots of ultrasound photos of our little sweetie, but I especially like today's profile shot. *Sigh* Love her.
Everyone, including my doctor, asks how I am feeling as I approach the third trimester. This is becoming a bit of a game for me. When I answer honestly (I feel lousy!), people act like they don't really want to know. They think I should feel great by now, and of course I definitely agree. So I'm debating the merits of lying (to make small talk simpler) versus being honest (and making people uncomfortable). I try not to dwell on my issues, but it's hard for me to pretend that I feel fantastic. Is that wrong? I'm wondering if this is a case where realism isn't really practical.
The other thing people seem curious about is the baby's name. We have made absolutely no progress on this score. I suppose we will eventually, but at the moment all discussions lead to the same conclusion: an impasse. We just might have a Random Citizen in the family.