Thankfully, everything is going well. I had a level two ultrasound a few weeks ago, since I am now old, and everything looked well. The bleeding membrane healed, the placenta is in a good spot and the baby looks great.
We didn't find out the gender, because that would ruin the surprise. David thinks he saw that it was a boy, but I was looking at the same screen and I didn't see any clues. Well, odds are its either a boy or a girl.
I have been walking for a mile on the treadmill five days a week and doing a few leg lifts and arm weights afterwards. So, I attribute that to my blood pressure being at a good number the last few doctors visits I've had. Even though I'm old now.
Did I mention the fact that I'm old now?
Because if I didn't, it must've slipped my feeble mind, because the doctors certainly didn't forget. They've mentioned it at least 85 times.
It's apparently all downhill after 35. Who knew?
At least I'll have muscles.