Yesterday we met our back up doctor, Dr. Chin. He is lovely. He clearly believes in home births and seems to have a good relationship with our midwife. And we hope to never see him again.
Dr. Chin did an ultrasound (likely the last we will have) to do some official doctory-type checking. Turns out our little bundle of joy isn't so little. S/he's measuring a week ahead of schedule. Given that Kurt and I are fairly small people, we're not sure what business Krumholtz has becoming a giant. Very inconsiderate...
We also received this adorable onesie yesterday from our good friend Andrew:
Cute, right? Never mind that it's fleece and we live in southern California and it will be August when the baby will fit into it. I registered for it because it's damned cute. So, whatever.
Anyway, here is a picture of the box it came in:
The box is over three feet long and 10 inches wide. The onesie is sized for a 15 pound person. In case you're having trouble visualizing the odd size discrepancy, here's a picture of how it looked when we opened the box:
The brown thing next to the onesie is the "padding", included, I presume, to prevent the fleece onesie from... breaking. The giant, protruding purple orb is my belly.
The same day I learn that Krumholtz's design is larger than his packaging, I receive a large package whose contents are far too small for it.
The universe mocks me. And so does Amazon.