I started to write a post on my feelings about SOPA/PIPA while I was at the doctor’s office a few days ago. Unfortunately, I’ve learned that drafting something on my phone is not a good start to a post. So, after a quarter of the way through my musings, I was finally called back for my ultrasound and all interest in that topic went down the drain.
So, in short, I think Congress isn’t outright trying to censor the Internet – they just have no idea about intellectual property OR technology, which are kind of important when making laws concerning the two. I also think the lobbying groups (namely, the MPAA & RIAA) really need to learn that when people share things online with each other, even if it technically “breaks copyright law” in their mind, it is also FREE ADVERTISING, morons! Generally speaking, any ideas that these groups come up with to protect against real pirating is about 5 steps behind where those pirates are operating. People know about IP addresses versus domain names. Get ahead of the technology – stop trying to catch up.
Ok, now that I’ve gotten my topical BS out of the way, back to talking about me me me!
Update on the doctor visit: doctor told me, basically, that I looked like shit and prescribed me some antibiotics. Baby’s heart rate was still fine, and my blood pressure was as low as ever. Going back in for a retest of my white blood cell count tomorrow, but I’m already feeling tons better, so hopefully I get the all clear. Went in for an ultrasound the next day since the doctor was still concerned about all the pressure I was feeling & wants to tell me to just suck it up but couldn’t without one more look at my innards. Luckily, and I quote from the doctor at the ultrasound facility, my “cervix is long enough for triplets.” Everything was in its right place and as it should be. Plus, we got to find out…
I get to post pictures of my son’s peen across the interwebs now! The only sad part was that the anatomy scan was scheduled for this week when the hubby could be there. I had to call him on the phone so that we could find out together. All together, though, baby weighed approximately 12 oz as of that sonogram and measured about 3 days ahead of schedule (I was at 20 weeks exactly, he measured 20 weeks, 3 days). On the individual measurements, he has a huge head and short legs. Taking after his mom already, I supposed.
And for one really cute story: hubby just found out that someone he knows read the same story to their little fetus everyday before it was born. Then, whenever the baby heard that story afterwards, they would always smile. The only difference is that hubby’s idea of a “story” is to read the Declaration of Independence, complete with his personal DVD commentary (which, as I tried to explain to him, completely throws out the whole notion of reading the SAME story every day so that the baby will know the rhythm of the words). Still, it was very cute, and I know I’m lucky to have such an involved daddy-to-be (commence gagging… now).
So, next for the neuroses, provided the doctor’s appointment tomorrow goes fine, is that I still haven’t felt the baby move yet, at least that I can know for sure. Between normal pregnancy gas and antibiotics killing almost anything in my stomach that would aid in digestion outside of acid, there is way too much action down there for me to tell what is another person poking at my insides. Here’s to hoping I figure it out soon.