Thursday Matthew and I went to my 19 week check up. I was so glad that he could go and meet my Doctor. We truly have been blessed with this whole pregnancy, especially with a really nice/funny doctor.
My appointment could have been done over the phone, since most of it was conversation but we did get to have a sneak peak in the oven. As we were being escorted back to the exam room the nurse asked us if we were scheduled for a sonogram that day. We said we weren't but would definitely accommodate them if they so chose to do so.
After we talked about traveling in the last stages of my pregnancy (to possibly Peltoro, CO. - which is out) and how if we did go to the mountains we would have a mountain baby and after we delivered we could bury the placenta under a tree beneath a full moon (too weird) we got to see our little boy!
The doctor took a full 20 minutes probing my belly to get a "good" shot of our sons dingle-hopper. He said that although he knew what were having he still wanted a good view of it. The doctor said that we are going to have a stubborn kid because he just did not want to move from his comfortable, curled up position.
As we were wrapping up we asked about how big the baby was and he said to Matthew, "10 o.z. for male talk, that's a good size steak and for the ladies, the size of Skipper, not quite Barbie".
So I hope you enjoy the pictures of our little steak!