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Doctor, Doctor, Give Me the News

So, this post is only nearly two weeks overdue, but oh well; life has been busy around the Davolt household lately! In that time, Nathan has reached 2 years old and I am now 23 weeks along in this pregnancy. 

Nathan received this tiger for his birthday from
Great A. Sherry. He calls it "Rawr" and wants
to cuddle (and drool) with him every night since.
At Nathan's appointment, we spent a nice hour with Dr. Chrissie catching up on what Nathan is up to. Which is a lot of coloring, blowing bubbles in the backyard and LOTS of matching. We feel spoiled that Nathan will sit with a coloring book and box of crayons for an hour sometimes, happily drawing on all the pages. Fortunately, he is well stocked with new coloring books and crayons after his birthday!

Also, Nathan loves to find symbols or pictures in duplicate locations. Sometimes he'll see a picture on the front or back cover of a book and then gets very excited to find the same image in the pages of the book, closing and opening it multiple times to point out the sameness. He'll do the same with the Chevy logo on the hood of my car and each tire or with his stuffed Cookie Monster and the Sesame Street coloring book. Recently, while driving home from school, he noticed the child safety warning on his car seat is the same on the driver's and passenger visors. 

Dr. Chrissie encouraged us to move him out of the crib this summer as well as potty training, both we had in mind as well. Both activities also really highlight how quickly he is growing up! The numbers even verify: he's 75th percentile in height and weight. 

Near the end of the appointment, I told the Doctor that I was expecting another boy in the fall and we hoped to continue our relationship for this new little guy as well. Of course, she accepted and even shared that she is expecting her first baby in November!


21 Weeks, 2 Days. Weight gain = 13 lbs
(down 2 from my pregnancy with Nathan)
That same day, I had an appointment with Dr. Williams. I was happy to report that things seem to be progressing smoothly and she was more excited about that news than I expected (but we've both also learned to expect the unexpected when I'm pregnant). Baby is growing steadily and generally I have few complaints. 

She did turn serious when she brought up baby's movement. To the nurse I had reported that I feel baby frequently and how fun that was. I thought this was good news until Dr. Williams demeanor changed. She reminded me that with this pregnancy, I have an anterior placenta (I think I must have missed that news previously), and that for most women with the same, it's not normal to feel as much movement as I have, this early in the pregnancy. Suddenly, I didn't know what to say. Until Dr. Williams cracked the smallest smile and said she was worried about the energy level this kid may have. Her recommendation: "Enroll him in multiple sports!".




Morning Walk



The first gift for Baby Davolt made by a friend from work.
So cute and full of baby supplies.!
Coming soon: 

  • Pictures and a few notes about Nathan's 2nd Birthday party
  • Next check-up for me is on June 27th



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