Today I celebrated Yom Kippur by taking a glucose test and getting another ultrasound. I've heard some scary things about the glucose test but I didn't think it was bad at all. You have to drink some orange concoction that tastes like orange soda and then wait an hour until they draw some blood. I was talking to the nurse taking my blood and she told me her daughter came three weeks early and was over 10 pounds! Geesh, that's a big kid and I really don't think the Pevznamian baby will be that big.
After the test, I traipsed up to the 4th floor of the hospital to get another ultrasound. If you remember from before, the technician couldn't get all the pics of the baby because the baby thought that would be a good time to practice moving. They got all the pics they needed today and she said everything looked good. Before I left the coolest thing happened, she took a 3-d picture of the baby. It was so surreal to see the facial features of the baby living inside me. Of course, the tech could only get one good picture because the baby starting moving again. After looking at the picture both the tech and I couldn't figure out if there was a foot or hand near the baby's head. Take a look and see if you can figure it out.