Week 35 and counting…

At this stage of pregnancy we visit our OB at Mt. Sinai weekly. The 35-week ultrasound showed us that our baby has moved from a ‘frank breech’ position (lounging arse first in utero like you would in a beach chair) to a normal head down position. This was very good news.

Dr. Levinsky is very pleased with her size and progress and now we take things on a week-to-week basis. A very pregnant lady with a nose fixed as in response to a permanent bad smell sat in front of us and alternated between looking busily at Kindle then at an iPhone, I wondered if either of these devices had made her feel like the entire world smelled badly.

In the waiting area a family with three kids under the age of 7, scuttled around like ants at a sugar festival. The father was a burly man wearing oversized rubber boots that triumphantly squeaked with every merciless step, their youngest child made a mouth noise like a reluctant to start lawn mower, while the other child explored every crevice of the hallway, scooting around in snow-pants with a repetitive whiz-wish noise. The mother rubbed her pregnant belly and seemed resigned to the life of choices that had delivered her here.

At some point a lanky man who looked like Jesus with greasy hair, wearing a sports jacket headed over and I was almost crippled with excitement to think that he might somehow be joining them. But he kept walking, on his way no doubt to procure a greasy miracle elsewhere.

I hope our journey in parenthood isn’t quite as stimulating and squeaky as theirs. For now I will just make animated GIF’s of Claudine’s belly progress to giggle away the nervous excitement.