I've been MIA for quite a while, haven't I? Woops. I mean to write every week and somehow life just seems to get in the way and I put it off. Well, it's been 8 weeks from the last time I gave an update. I'll run through everything quickly.
At about 10 1/2 weeks, my pregnancy symptoms seemed to vanish overnight. My nausea completely disappeared and I got really, really worried. I started trying to mentally prepare myself for bad news at my 12-week checkup. But, thankfully, the 12-week checkup went well. Dal got to hear the little heartbeat. And once again, the fact that we're growing a little baby became even more real.
I told a few more close family members and friends the news. I seem to get the courage to share the news with a select few more people after every checkup-- knowing that at least for a little while longer, my baby is growing and healthy. Is that totally weird of me? I'm so anxious and feel like it could be taken away from me at any given second.
At 15 weeks Dal and I went to a place called Fetal Fotos to find out the gender. We were sooooo excited and sooooo nervous. It was AMAZING to see our baby in the ultrasound. A REAL baby. I'll never forget seeing its little hand, seeming to wave to us, for the first time. Or seeing its tongue and mouth move as it sucked on its finger. Yep, 15 weeks, guys. This isn't some clump of cells. This is a real, living baby. Doing baby things. We watched the baby stretch and wiggle around... But to our dismay, it sat with its legs crossed, modestly hiding the part we were dying to see. The nurse had me stand up, dance, do jumping jacks, drink cold water. All to try and get that little squish to move. All to no avail. I'm sitting there thinking, "Come on baby! This is the one time we want you to show off your parts!" Dal and I went home pretty disappointed and desperately hoping this wouldn't be the pattern for all our ultrasounds going forward.
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| See the little hand waving??? Oh my goodness. |
We returned 5 days later to find a much more lively, awake baby who seemed to be doing somersaults and all the latest dance moves. I thought I caught a glimpse of something, but couldn't be sure. Then the nurse said, "Are you guys ready?" and shared the news. A boy. A precious, perfect boy. The instant she said it, it was like DUH. What else could he be? Of course he's a boy. He's our little boy. And in an instant, I started picturing him... smiling at us, playing with cars, giggling, running around. We were so happy and so thrilled.
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| such a cute little profile! |
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| and that little footprint? I die! |
A week or so later, I finally went baby shopping for the first time. I splurged. I walked into every baby store I could think of and picked out the cutest clothes. The little shoes, jackets, and hats just kill me. Seriously, could anything be cuter?
I started to see my belly twitch at about 13 weeks. Dal swore I was imagining it, but once he saw the ultrasound and how much our little guy was dancing around, he finally believed me. He has since seen it move many times. Our baby seems to always sit on the right side, so my belly is very oddly lopsided. It's quite funny.
Anyway, pregnancy for me I feel has been pretty great. I've gotten off pretty easy on the sickness, and overall have enjoyed it. I am getting more and more anxious for February to be here.
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