Big Ultrasound

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The (approximately) 20-week ultrasound is known as the "big u/s" among the expectant mothers who take over the Internet on sites like BabyCenter.com. During this ultrasound, the tech and doctor (genetic specialist, in our case) measure the baby and all of its bones, and make sure everything looks OK and that the baby is growing on par with its estimated due date (EDD). This is also the time when they can usually tell the sex of the baby, if the parents are interested in that piece of information.

We were not interested in that piece of information. Sorry folks!

But the doctor said that everything looks great. The heartbeat is 150, which is right in the range it should be. And the baby is breech right now (head up, legs down), but has plenty of time to roll into position before July 28 (although if baby stays breech, then Mommy gets another two weeks off work!).

So that's the update for now. The genetic specialist said that everything looks just fine, and although I am considered a "high-risk pregnancy" because of my hypothyroidism, he doesn't see a need for me to get another ultrasound for the remainder of the pregnancy, unless my OB recommends one.

Which means we won't see anymore of Baby Pavlou until he or she arrives in person! (CRAZY!!!)

Posted by SLZP at 12:30 PM
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Anonymous,  March 20, 2009 at 11:25 AM  

May I ask why you & Bill are not interested in finding out the gender of the child? Mind you, I'm not going to harass you over it, but there's a few women over the age of 50 who I think would have some words with that...

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Steph and Bill

We officially met at Rowan University, in Bozorth Hall, in publication layout class in January 2003: Bill was a student, I was the professor’s helper. He kept pretending he didn’t know how to make bulleted lists, but I knew he just wanted me to keep running over to his computer.


We basically moved in together and started dating at the same time, and spent a couple of years hanging out and dreaming about the future and driving up and down the NJ Turnpike from our parents houses to “our” apartment in Glassboro, until we both moved back home after graduation from grad school. Where the pressure to get married already really started.


On June 17, 2005, I suggested we go into the city to see the Empire State Building, because it was something neither of us had ever done. On the walk from the train, I put on my left hand a ring he had given me for Christmas — I said I didn’t need a ring to know we were going to get married, and anytime he got around to it was fine. Whatever. Typical Steph-fighting-words.


When we got to the Empire State Building, I tried to go inside, but he kept me outside, saying how big the building was. I said, yeah, that’s great, let’s go inside, and started to walk toward the door. He grabbed my arm and spun me around to kiss and hug me, and said, Take that ring off that hand. If you’re going to have a ring on that hand, it has to be the right one. And he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a box and got down on his knee on the New York concrete and proposed. People coming out of the building stopped to watch. I cried.


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Miss Maeberry came into our lives on March 24, 2007. She was born Jan. 11 of that year in the Poconos, and we rescued her as soon as we could. (Not really, but, well, we were glad to bring her home from the breeders’.) She was a tiny, scared, little bundle of fur … and then she grew up. Aside from the plethora of health issues she has, she’s a bit crazy. But we love her anyway.


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The love of all of our lives, and the main subject of this blog. Xavier came into our lives on Aug. 1, 2009, and quickly shot up both on the growth charts and in our hearts.


Let’s not waste anymore time here and just get to it, shall we?

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