Because my fundal measurement jumped so significantly last Friday Doctor Hank ordered an ultrasound to find out the baby's approximate size. After an eternity of measuring obscure looking objects the ultrasound finally settled on something recognizable --his sweet sleeping face. It was enough to make me say, "awwww" even with the weird ultrasound distortion.
So, their guestimate is 8 pounds 13 ounces which puts him in the 86th percentile for weight. Although, he's big they don't classify him as macrosomic (or big for gestational age) until he's over the 90th percentile.
8 pounds, 13 ounces certainly isn't big for my family so I'm not sure what all the hoopla is about. Unless the little-big guy comes soon my next doctor's appointment is Friday where I'm sure we'll discuss the possibility of inducing labor and cesearean.
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