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Calgary Visit @ 26 weeks

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26 weeks/6 months-ish
Another week down.  Another dose of good news.

It really did seem to take forever today, but it's always worth the wait when I get to see my baby girl and hear that she's holding fast.

My appointment was for 10 and we weren't out of the office until 1.  UGH!  But the good news is she is growing wonderfully; they predict she is just over 2 pounds.  Her femur and head and tummy all measure perfectly, her heart muscle is STRONG and consistent; the rate was 56-58 today and she is moving like crazy.  She's actually pretty feisty I think, because every time they put the ultrasound probe to my stomach she kicks it and punches it constantly!  Ha!

The Perinatologist also pointed out that, although anything can still happen, the fact that she has been SO consistent the last 6 weeks is promising for the next 6 weeks.  It increases the likelihood that the outcome will be positive.  Duh!  This is going MY way ;)

We were also informed today that Kevin and I will receive an inviation within the next 4 or so weeks to go to the University Hospital in Edmonton for 2 days and tour around and meet the doctors and be completely informed of the things we can expect in the time to come with our next daughter.  Not to mention all of the aftercare required.

Once again, an awesome day.

Naturally, something Murphy's Law-ish has to happen to Kevin and I.  Last week while in Calgary we purchased all that new bedroom furniture at Ikea.  We forgot to get the little nightstand we wanted for Nola and decided we'd just pick it up today.  After driving to the South and venturing in to the massive building...they were sold out.  Not awesome! :P

When we got Nola from Angie's we came home and made tacos.  Nola has become constantly concerned with Daddy and where he is at all times...Pretty sweet...

She's a bit of a ham...

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