When Mummy & Daddy turned up at Dr Chan's clinic today, Mummy was told that she would be hooked up to the CTG machine first (you know, the same machine Mummy was hooked up last week). That meant that I had to do some stunts in Mummy's tummy before Mummy could be "released" for the ultrasound scan. Sighz, I'm really not a morning baby you know? But in order to let Mummy & Daddy see cute 'lil me, I did what I could and thankfully Mummy was given the "okay" after about 20 minutes.
From the CTG results, Dr Chan commented that I had quite a mature heartbeat so it was looking good that I can come out in two weeks' time. The only thing was Mummy's contractions seemed to have disappeared and Mummy wondered if that meant I had decided to stay in for a little longer. Dr Chan laughed and mysteriously said "We'll see" before getting Mummy ready for the ultrasound scan.
I was still pondering over Dr Chan's words when she flashed my face to Mummy & Daddy so naturally I had a pensive look on my face. But Mummy took it to mean that I was feeling grouchy and of course, Dr Chan had to make fun of me by saying that it was because I was all squashed up in Mummy's womb (which essentially was implying that I'm fat, wasn't it?).
She then happily showed them the layer of fat around my tummy and proclaimed that I could go without milk for one week! Hey hey hey! Mummy don't listen to Dr Chan! Skinny babies can't be very cute right? I need all the milk you can give!
Towards the end of the session, Dr Chan told Mummy & Daddy that she will probably see them for the last time next week and that they should make full use of the last two weekends they have. I don't know, but why does it sound like the end of the world??? Am I thinking too much? >.<