Shocking news from the doctor's office today. Our baby weighs 4 1/2 pounds! All the books I have been reading say that about 3 pounds is on track for right now. She is measuring about 2 weeks ahead of schedule all the way around. It's crazy because she was right on track at our 20 week ultrasound. Also, she apparently has a huge head as well. (Which should be super-pleasant for me when she decides to enter the world.) Her head size is about 4 weeks ahead of schedule. The doctor kept remeasuring it to make sure he had it right, and he asked, "Um, were either of you really big babies or did you come early?"
So he said he would meausure again in about 6 weeks. If she continues at this rate, we may have to induce at 38 weeks, or he said we may have to consider a C-section if she is too big by then. Look out, Sumo Sam, we may have a perfect match for you!
The good news is that everything still looks good. My blood sugar is normal. (High blood sugar can cause babies to grow to a bigger size more quickly.) And he confirmed that she is a girl, which is comforting since I've already got a closetful of pink.
I know what many of you are thinking..."Do you have a name for this whopper yet?" And the answer is no. We have 3 names for her. We've finally whittled the list down to three first names and three middle names that we'll have to pick from in the coming weeks. Haley and Laura have demanded that I at least reveal the initials, so they can start guessing. Cory and I decided that all the guesses had to be via the internet, though, because I am a horrible liar and would no doubt give the name away. So here they are, in all their glory, the possible (and subject to change without notice) initials of giant baby girl Hendricks:
Cory's favorite: CEH (they just happen to be the same as his own)
My favorite: ERH
A third choice: AEH/ARH
So, if you'd like to venture a guess, just leave it in the comment section. It doesn't mean that I'll tell you if you guess right, but maybe we can put together some sort of prize package for a correct guess. (Like some leftover valentine candy or a photo-op with the newborn beauty.)