Holy jesus! I cannot believe that I’m almost out of the first trimester. Where has the time gone? I certainly haven’t passed it sleeping since I can’t manage to stay asleep for more than five hours or so before I need to pee. Then, once I empty my bladder and make room for baby, I can’t get back to sleep. It’s fun, really, to come back to bed after stumbling my way to the bathroom to lay down beside DH and listen to him snore away blissfully unaware of my growing ire. It only gets better when Annie starts to snore, too.
We went back to the doctor last week and didn’t get another ultrasound like I was told we would. It seems that no one wanted to read the chart prior to my showing up to realize that I’d already had an appointment to date the pregnancy. As it turns out, I won’t get another ultrasound until 20 weeks. (The week of Halloween! How the eff am I supposed to wait that long to see this kid again!?!?) The good news is that when we finally do get that ultrasound, the changes baby has made will be so radically different from the first ultrasound at 6 weeks. The doctor did listen for a heartbeat, which was beating at 147-152 bpm. The doctor said “It sounds boyish.” (I think this baby is a boy, but as I only have a 50% chance of being right, I’m not putting any money on that.)
The cat is out of the bag at work, too, and many of my students know. I know that they know because one of them thought I busted out of class one day to “get sick.” I was about to pee so bad that I almost made a puddle in the middle of the floor. Only one of them has actually asked me anything about it though, which is weird because most high school students do not have the sense to stop talking when what they are about to say may be inappropriate. Most of them would bust out with a “Wow, are you pregnant?” to which I would sarcastically reply “Why, are you calling me fat?” before telling them that yes, I am in fact growing a human being.
The belly pic for this week makes me wonder if there’s another one hiding in there behind a kidney or something! (Please God, don’t let there be two. I don’t know what I’d do with two!) Seriously, I thought the fact that I wasn’t skinny before getting pregnant meant that I’d show a little later. That makes sense, right? I had more “fluff” to hide a baby with. Apparently, no, being chubby before pregnancy is no guarantee that you won’t just bust on out of your regular clothing and straight into the first comfortable thing you can find at Motherhood Maternity.
Friday 19th of September 2008
you're so freaking cute.
Saturday 13th of September 2008
your belly looks adorable <3