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I went to the doctor this morning and lost 3 pounds since Wednesday (weight I wasn’t supposed to gain) so its like I never gained weight from my last visit which was good.

Then I had all these questions about the baby and her size from the diabetes. And if they ended up needing to do a c-section, would they make sure they don’t cut into the placenta (I hate that word, too, but it is what it is) since mine is in the front. She assured me if they needed to, that they would do another ultrasound to check both of those things.

Then she tells me, “ok, I want to see you again in one week for an ultrasound.”

I’m so excited!!! I didn’t think I was going to get another one, and while this one is due to the fact that I have diabetes and she could end up being real big, I’m still stoked! I can’t wait to see her chubby little cheeks and make sure everything is alright in there.

I’ll be 34 weeks on Thursday (8 1/2 months).

On an unrelated note - my neighbor sucks and I wish that she didn’t have a dog. Or at least had enough decency to not scream at the top of her lungs at him first thing in the morning to come in the house. BITCH, shut the fuck up!