Again, for the most part, all went pretty well.
We got there a half hour early, as usual, due to the unknown Minneapolis (read:hell) traffic situation and were actually late getting into the room. Apparently they had another expecting Mom who was having some complications. Sara overheard "amniocentesis" and we figured that couldn't be good. So, here are all my well-wishes to the unknown Momma and whatever they have going on.
Once we got into the room we had the same nurse that we had when we went in for our first appointment. They have all been wonderful, but this lady seems to take some extra time out to explain exactly what she's doing every step of the way. It's really nice to know exactly what she is looking at whether it is a tummy measurement, head circumference, arm/leg bones or the amount of fluid in their individual sacs.
At this point in their gestation they start to do some tests on the boys as far as their progress and growth. It is an eight point test and two points are awarded for faux-breathing (where you can see their tummy go in and out), extending a limb, general movement of the child and the water surrounding them in their little area.
Both boys scored 8/8. Pretty cool.
The only thing they were concerned about was the fact that Max (baby b) has basically stretched himself length-wise across Zach. While I thought this was pretty humorous in that poor Max has been stuck in the corner with his feet into his chin for god knows how long and apparently just had enough of the whole situation, Doctor Williams showed some concern about it in regards to birth-time. Well, Sara is already going to ask for a c-section so it's pretty much a moot point. It's nice that they show concern about that stuff, though...again; the University of Minnesota Fetal Medical Center has been nothing short of wonderful through every appointment we have had. Can't say enough good things about them.
Max is now topping the charts at a whopping 4lbs 5oz, and Zach is 4lbs even. Both right where they should be. Growing like big boys.
No pictures this time, unfortunately...seems both boys have officially gotten pissed off at the mention of the ultrasound machine and now refuse to cooperate when it comes time to take their picture. Max literally shook his head in a "no-no-no-no" way when the U/S tech was trying to measure his head. Must be union.
Anyway, that's about it. We got home later than we both thought and Sara took a nap right away while I watered some trees outside and did some basic spring clean-up. Now it's just time to keep the boys growing and get the grass started on the same path.