It's been a drama-filled week for the family-in-production, so we were happy to finally get Nikole to the ultrasound room with the jovial Dr. Love yesterday afternoon.
I was visiting my sister at work when Nikole called me from the hospital to say they were wheeling her down to Dr. Love's ultrasound pad, so I hopped in the car and raced down the interstate. When I pulled in, I passed my mom walking toward the maternity ward and flagged her down. So, both grandmothers-to-be were able to see everything first-hand.
My mom and I got there just in time. Diana, the ultrasound nurse, came in just a minute or two after we arrived and got down to work.
Bumble looks great -- long and skinny, but measuring very well. Apparently, she has a big head and long legs (both measuring about a week-plus ahead of the rest of her). They estimate her weight to be 4 pounds, 11 ounces at 33 weeks, which is pretty good.
Dr. Love came in to take a look at everything and entertain us. Dude likes to banter. But he's smart and thorough. His verdict -- baby looks good, fluid looks good, blood flow looks good, placenta looks good (except for the fact that it is in the way of the cervix still).
He plans to see us again on Monday morning for another ultrasound peek, and is considering an early discharge -- sending Nikole home with extra-strict orders to keep herself attached to the bed.
Dr. Murray, her regular OB, stopped by our room a few hours later with a more cautious view. She agreed that things looked good, especially with the baby, but said she was more inclined to keep Nikole in the hospital at least for the next week -- if not for the next three weeks. (That's my inclination, too. We've had almost three tough years getting here, and anything we can do to keep Nikole and the baby healthy through delivery sounds good to me.)
So, that's where things stand. We had a movie date last night, curled side-by-side on her bed with the MacBook and Season 3 of Battlestar Galactica. Today, I'll visit Nikole on-and-off through the day, and try to get started on painting the outside of the house; pick Rilo up from the kennel; and attend an Infant Safety class at St. Mary's Hospital. We're hoping Nikole's nurses will let us wheel her downstairs to see Rilo (who will be freshly bathed and tired after 3 days of running with her daycare pack) this evening -- she misses that puppy!
I'll try to update everyone again on Monday, after our morning appointment with Dr. Love.