So I’m officially 37 weeks (yay full-term) and after today’s visit, I’m convinced I’m having a child suited for the Guinness Book of World Records. Ninety-seventh percentile in size. Weighing in at 8lb. 4 oz. and he’s not even born yet! For those of you who don’t know me…I’m 5’2″ and petite and my husband is 5’8″ and skinny as a rail. Never in a million years did I think I’d be capable of birthing a child that is looking to be at least 9lbs!
I’ve heard mixed stories about these last ultrasounds. One, that the “predicted” weight was WAY off, either over or under by a pound and half or more. And that the measurements (of course my kid’s head and abdomen are measuring 41 weeks) are also off. Of course, I don’t expect them to be perfect…but does anyone out there have a story where it was close to being accurate??
In the meantime, I’m going to stick with the mindset of a chubby healthy baby boy…but my vagina is scared. She’s very scared.
They were right with Oliver’s weight based on u/s and Huck based on my abdomen measurements. However, the vast majority of stories from friends and clients the predictions were way off so don’t get TOO worked up over it. So excited for you that you’re getting so close!
Not even close. No worries!
I still think they don’t know what they are talking about. I say your baby will be 8lbs. if that. They were way off with Joey too.