Baby's head was down today, though she still seems to be bouncing around like a Pong target. She likes to lie transverse and s-t-r-e-t-c-h out. The doctor did a quick ultrasound to confirm position and measured her head as a smidge smaller than average. (What she said was "Her head is 34-3," causing me to gasp, "34 CENTIMETERS??" That would be a big dang head for this stage of the game. What she meant was that baby's head measures at 34w3d, and I am exactly 35w today.)
(My worry, pervasive enough that I hesitate even to type it because it might seem like the foreshadowings of doom later on, is that she is tangling herself up in her cord with all these gymnastics. If she has worrisome decels in labor, of course we'll go right to the hospital. But what if she gets into trouble before that? Sometimes I poke her when she is sleeping quietly, just to make sure she kicks back.)
Also, I beat the anemia! I figured my hemoglobin was up because I no longer have that beaten-down feeling in the late afternoon, like I just cannot hold my head up until bedtime, but I wasn't expecting it to jump up by a whole unit. I am crediting the folic acid/B6 regimen, because I was taking plenty of iron before. I might be wrong but it wouldn't really matter -- some combination of things did the job. Let's hear it for normal!
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