Hi little man!
You are officially a week older now - a big, whooping 34 weeks! We are *so* close to meeting you. We will see you again Tuesday and make sure all is well but probably not a long ultrasound or any good photos. Just a quickie check up. Your mom is giving herself anxiety attacks thinking something is wrong so I will be happy to see you and get an all clear for another few days. I haven't been this anxious in a lot of weeks. Then, since I am anxious, your dad gets even more anxious. But, you are still moving around in there so I take that as a good sign.
Your percentages on our pregnancy program went up a bit this week - 98% chance of survival and only a 10% chance of complications. I think that if you came right now, you would have a bit of NICU time and we would have a harder time getting the breastfeeding to work but you would be OK long term. Let's negotiate 2 more weeks and then you can pop out. Deal? I think I may be the only one who thinks you are going to come this year. But, I think that may be wishful thinking on my part.
We went to childbirth class yesterday and it was kind of scary. Popping you out is going to be a bit more difficult than I imagined! I think your dad and I would have been better off if we would have skipped the class - not only would we have $75 in our pocket, I wouldn't be so terrified. I think I would have rather gone in with rosey-colored glasses :)
I do have one funny for you. Remember, a few months ago, we got a new car? Your dad really likes his car and doesn't miss the truck at all. We could have chosen from a Mazda 3 or a Mazda 6. The 6 is bigger and we didn't need that much room - even knowing you were coming. Well, he installed your car seat this week and was going to get it inspected to make sure you were nice and snug in there. It is smack dab in the middle of the back seat and when he rode with it, it apparently forces you to move the seat up so he was not too happy about losing his comfortable driving spot. Then, last night, we took your Uncle Tyler home and he sat in the back seat with your car seat base. Needless to say, he was a little cramped. We got home and he "peeled" himself out of the backseat, shook his head, sighed and said "Should have gotten the 6." it was the funniest thing ever. I guess our Mazda 3 truly is made for 3 - me, your dad and you :) No passengers allowed and no long driving times because your dad (who, by the way, has short legs but has the seat further back than your mom with the longer legs) won't be comfortable :)
Well, kiddo, sorry I am so boring today. I am working and your dad is in KC with your baby God-daddy. Can't wait to see you in 48 hours and get a clean bill of health.
