BDR = thriving. Duh. She's a tank.

Today's appointment with our OB was full of great news, including some surprisingly positive comments from our already very positive doctor.

BDR is, in her words, "thriving." Also, apparently I'm "a poster child for healthy pregnancy." Also, KJ and I "are going to be great parents." Specifically, we'll "be the cool parents where all the kids hang out. I can see (Amy) baking cookies for everyone."

Dr. Shin said she based her comments on the fact that we've been "relaxed and not anxious" throughout the pregnancy, but I suspect her cookie comment might be based on the unconscionable amount of weight I've gained. (Point of fact: I have not cracked 170. But it's not far away.)

Size-wise, BDR's in the 81st percentile. So...she's big, but not so much to be a cause for concern. Dr. Shin assured me she's delivered big babies with women with my build without problem.

The whole size issue really only concerns me since the only thing I'm at all freaked out about is the possibility of having a c-section. I'd really rather not have my abdominal muscles yanked apart and a 10 pound infant pulled through them.

Speaking of big babies: a friend of ours just told us about her 9 pound, 13 ounce baby. He broke her tailbone on the way out. We did NOT cover this in our birth class.

Anyway, because things have gone so well, we're allowed to space our our weekly visits a bit more, which is nice. I mean, I love going to the doctor, but it's getting old even for me.