Yeah so we went for another ultrasound yesterday, which is standard when the kid's late, and Zack's head measurement was described to us as "off the charts." Since I happen to know that at least one of my cute little nephews was described the same way, we're confident we're not going to have a freak baby. However, his head size plus his estimated weight of 9 1/2 pounds means he's going to be delivered by C-section for sure. The date is set for Tuesday the 10th at 6 pm.
There's a chance it could be sooner. We may try to reschedule for earlier that day, and on Sunday we're going in for an NST (Non Stress Test). If there's undue stress, they'll get him out that day. And of course if Jules goes into labor over the weekend we'll haul ass over there and C-section ahead of schedule. But we had an NST today and everything is too cool for school in there.
It was kind of relaxing, sitting there in the recovery room listening to Z's heartbeat for 30 minutes or so. Every time he moved around we could hear it; sounded like when someone calls you but then puts their phone in their pocket. I said that I imagined him tapping on a little microphone in there and Julie cracked "What is it with the womb? Am I right?"
The ward was unusually crowded, so even though we're anxious to see him it was kind of good that today wasn't the day. On the other side of a dividing curtain was a young Indian woman who had just given birth; she was waiting for a room upstairs to clear out and she was still there when we left.
In addition to the that, our doctor was oddly candid about how he was wrung out and had to get out of town today to clear his head. I guess that's another reason it's good that it didn't need to happen today. That's not a state you want someone in when he's wielding a very sharp knife over you.
When we left the house today we didn't know how this would turn out, so we packed the bags in the car and Julie refrained from eating or drinking anything starting at midnight last night. As soon as the NST test was done we were at Bob's Big Boy down the street for pancakes.
I'm digging June 10th as a birthday. And I was born on a Tuesday myself.