I have been desperately seeking this child's gender, without actually doing so. John really, really wants to keep it a surprise. Part of me does, and part of me just wants to know already. I stare and stare at the monitor willing the tech to stop long enough for me to see if it looks male or female. I really thought it was male for a few weeks. I started perusing the blue sleepers at Target (and boy clothes are just NOT as cute as girl clothes. Not even close). Then, today I really, really could swear it looks female. In fact, I could see nothing that looked even remotely male today. I am starting to wonder if this child has retractable genitals and is messing with me.
The good news is that the baby is really doing well. I don't have to go back for another ultrasound for 5 weeks. I pretty much got the all clear today, but kept asking ten million questions about the "thickened" heart. They finally brought the doctor in to look at it--and to shut me up--and he said the heart looks good--functioning normally, no problems. He said it can take more than 2 months for everything to return to normal after a transfusion. I read on the Internet it can take 3 months. So, I just wanted to return one more time before the birth to get a clear update.
Other than that, the pregnancy is progressing as normal. Here is my 29 week belly. I've gained 20 pounds now. I can't go up the stairs without becoming winded. I sleep in a pile of about five pillows. I have approximately three shirts that fit. Well, actually I have TONS of shirts that fit, they are just all sweaters and turtlenecks! I am starving all the time. I can finally eat chicken again, thank GOD. I missed chicken. I still miss beer on a daily basis. I'm torn between freaking out that this kid will be here in about two months, and wanting to hold the baby and dress it in those tiny stained sleepers and take even more photos of it.