Your baby could be as tall as 20 inches right now and about five pounds. Need a visual? Hold a five-pound bag of flour in your arms and imagine it's your soon-to-be-born baby (cradle it, and you'll only get strange looks in the baking aisle). Then stack three such bags one on top of the other (and get ready for some more strange looks, maybe from the same clerks who saw you grinning and holding that one-pound box of sugar a few weeks ago). That's how tall your baby is now. (Now go bake some oatmeal raisin cookies with all that flour!) 
be pleased to know that this week his testicles are making their way down from his abdomen to his scrotum. (Some baby boys — three to four percent — are born with undescended testicles, but they usually make the trip down sometime before the first birthday.)OK, but I won't be baking any cookies b/c my doctor forbids it. Yep. Yesterday's appointment went just like I thought it would. She freaked out. The jump in my weight looked off the charts on her scale. sigh. So now I am on a strict diet. It sucks. She told me to cut out all sugar which isn't really too hard for me. I don't have much of a sweet tooth anyway. What kills me is that I can't snack on fruit like I did b/c of the sugar in that. She said I could have one apple. how sucky is that? But I also have to cut out most carbs... like rice. ugh. how sucky. but ok, it's not too bad. I think it's a little extreme but she's afraid my baby wil be too big. So for that, I'm going along with what she says. I tried telling her that a day before the appointment I was doing ok and was just two pounds gained since the last appointment which is normal. But that that last day before the appointment I jumped up two pounds. Kind of freaked me out too, but I thought that's kind of a lot in one day. Maybe water retention? I don't know. Well she didn't believe me. She said she thinks I have a poor diet. And I admit I can do better, but I seriously didn't think that the two pounds in one day was real weight. Plus, her scale is whack. This morning I weighed myself and those two pounds were gone. I knew it! She has me at 40 lbs gained but based on my calculations and scale I'm at 36. WHICH, is still more than I want so I'm following her strict diet. But at least for my peace of mind, I am not as bad as she makes it seems. That and I don't want to try squeezing out a 10 lb baby either.
So that was a sucky start to my day. But it got better because I accomplished some things that I probably wouldn't have been able to had I not taken the day off. I finally took some of those things to Goodwill AND made myself an appointment with a consignment store for some other things I want to try and sell. So that's cool. Plus halfway packed my bag for the hospital. How crazy is that? I still can't believe I'm this close already. Part of me wants her to come early so I can get it over with, maybe eat some carbs, she may not be big afterall AND I'll have more time before I have to fit into that bridesmaid dress for the wedding! On the other hand, if she comes later then I can somewhat postpone the ineveitable that I'm not so sure I 'm ready for, have more time to get things done and there is a better chance she'd share my dad's birthday. Guess we'll just have to wait and see.
OK, but enough of that.
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