By the numbers

Anni had a doctor's appointment today -- I guess a 35-week, 6-day check-up.
The appointments are occurring frequently -- another sign we're getting closer. She's got another one in two weeks and after that it's once a week.
In summary, all's well.
In detail, the doc said everything appears as it should be at this point. Anni's blood pressure's just fine and her belly has grown about 37 cm. I was expecting some high-tech measuring system. There isn't one. I could have brought a tape measure from home and it would have worked just as well as the doctor's tape.
"You've gotten bigger," the doc said, looking at Anni's belly, "but not too big."
She liked the last part of that observation.
We heard Bun's heartbeat, which, while it's not a new sound anymore, it still sounds good. And, for those of you still trying to predict the gender -- I gave up weeks ago -- this could challenge your old wives' tale: Bun's heart rate was 153.
"That's going to throw everybody off because it's been so low," Anni said.
Remember, the heart rate was 137 at the last check-up.
We've been talking lately about the due date -- we thought it was Feb. 27, but the clinic's records show Feb. 24 -- and reminding ourselves it's only an estimate. The doc said that based on all the signs -- belly size, weight gain and maybe even a shake of the Magic 8 ball -- he thinks Anni's on pace to deliver right around the due date.
So, if that's the case, she could deliver on Feb. 24 and, a day later, we'll celebrate our wedding anniversary over a nice hospital meal of chicken and Jell-O.
It won't taste like we're eating at a nice restaurant, but I'll bet the prices are the same.