The baby is no longer being measured from crown to rump (the infamous crown-rump length), but from head to toe. It looks like the baby grew 4 inches this week, but really we just added his little legs. Last night I told Adam that I thought adults should be measured from their crown to rump (I just love that word...) and he gave me a crazy look, so perhaps not.
Not a whole lot going on lately, I have been diligently faxing in my blood sugar numbers to the high risk OB twice a week. I haven't been too happy with my numbers recently, they aren't out of control by any means, but the second trimester means a huge increase in insulin need. The third trimester will mean an even larger increase, so I should just suck it up. I increase my settings and doses as the doctors instruct and check my sugars regularly. Sometimes I marvel at the ease of pregnancy for those without chronic illness (or my perception of the ease...). I mean, I could be pregnant a ton more times if I didn't have to do all this craziness. But that is not the case, so two little boys will have to suffice!