So the first thing the doctor says at the follow up ultrasound is, 'Oh, the bladder's not really that big at all. Maybe it was just hanging on last week.'Followed by,
'You know, that foetus is not really that small at all. Maybe I took a measurement at a strange angle last week.'
So you can all go back to whatever you were doing.
Ultrasound - smultrasound, I say.
(Did I mention my week of sleeplessness and obsessive movement-monitoring?)
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That's a very strange voting system you have there - it says there've been 3 votes so far (and I've voted) but about 12 days have been voted for. ???
That's a relief on the ultrasound.
Yes as I suspected (logically - meanwhile my brain was doing backflips of worry) ultrasound seems to be just a tool for promoting anxiety - mind you of course I still am worrying slightly, although parents tell me this will last the rest of my life now.
On the poll: I put in most of those votes when I set up the poll. People started a guessing sweep at a baby-lunch at L's uni last week and I thought it would be fun to put it their bets online and see what other people came up with.
Well that's a relief.
Yeah, I'm impressed by the polling system too...
Am I the only one who didn't know that Missy Higgins is a lesbian / bisexual?
How do you know? I asked L and she didn't know either - but then, we've hardly got our fingers on the pulse of lesbian iconhood.
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