Just got back from the hospital after my scan (Kiteflying: it's sposed to be a 30 week growth one but I'm 29+2) having had a bit of a shit time really. Firstly the sonographer took one look at me and demanded to know how much I weighed "in case they needed to use a stronger table" wtf? Yes, because I'm THAT big I can buckle metal tables with the power of my lard.
Anyway I informed her that the same table had "held up" in my past three scans in the same room, and promptly lay down. She then told me that because I was overweight she wouldn't be able to see anything, and then poked around for all of three minutes with the screen turned away, didn't explain anything to me, then cursorily flipped the screen around and said "there's his head, there's his heart. Can't get a better image because of your weight" (The last sonographer managed to, but it's easy to blame other factors for when you aren't that good at your job, isn't it?)
Anyway she said his growth has tailed off, and she was just closing the door on me when I asked some more questions, so she told me go to antenatal for the results to be deciphered. When I got there they hooked me up to a monitor for 30 mins, everything was fine, heartbeat normal, plenty of kicks etc.
I'm just feeling a bit confused now because though they keep explaining tiny bits of what they're doing, I don't really know what they're expecting to find. Why did I need a growth scan in the first place? Because they expect him to be huge because of all the pies I eat? Bah, I'm fed up.
And the sonographer left my bellybutton full of KY jelly. Cow.
Anyway, consultants appointment tomorrow so he can inform me that I'm fat too. Wahey.