39 weeks today!

Today marks our 39th week of pregnancy. Beth and I have both begun a steady chorus of, "I just want to meet him!" Above is our latest family photo, complete with Maeby posing like a champion. Don't ask me how she learned to do this - she just does it. In family photos she's usually the best behaved (for example...).

We had another non stress test and ultrasound this morning. On the ride to the appointment, our little man wasn't moving around much, but once the non stress test got going, he started bouncing all over. We showed our doctor a copy of our birth plan and chatted about birthing. Overall, we feel pretty good about it. Our doctor is obviously level-headed and experienced; he said that he views his role as "helping Mother Nature do her job," meaning that he won't rush to induce or do a C-section unnecessarily.

The doctor took some measurements today, too, although they can be inaccurate. Our little boy's weight clocked in at 8 lb 13 oz, although the standard deviation for this measurement is + or - 2 lbs. Even the doctor said that if he can measure within 10%, he's doing really well. Still, our poor little boy has already earned the nicknames Stay Puft Marshmallow Man and Baby Sasquatch. We are reminded, however, of the strong 6'2" Dutch genes that run rampant on his father's side (see Uncle Greg, for example).

Otherwise, we're just playing this waiting game. Whenever he's ready to come out, we're ready for him!