Would You Like Fries With That?
So I've been pretty MIA lately. But there's good reason, I assure you. If you've been keeping up, in the past few months Owen and I have been very busy. Too busy for me to find time to keep up with blogging. But I promise from now on I'll get better at that. Not that I really have any extra time on my hands, but I'll find it somewhere. Do you think I can buy some at Publix? They should sell that...
In fact I think my time is about to become non-existent. Well, maybe not for another 6 months or so...I may be in the clear until then. We'll see.
I won't keep you in suspense any longer. It seems that I'm growing a little nugget in my belly. That's his nickname around the office anyway (hence the title of today's post). And most of you already knew this little "nugget" of news (no pun intended...well...maybe just a little!).
Ok, if you're still not following, Owen and I are officially expecting a visit from the stork on October 25th. We found out in February and had our first doctor visit on March 16th.
That was the most amazing day for us. Up until that point we had just been talking about being pregnant, but this day really made it real for us. We got to hear the little bitty (incredibly fast) heartbeat and see the little nugget on the ultrasound. It was so surreal. We both cried (but don't tell O I told you that!) I then laughed hysterically and the ultrasound tech had to wait for me to stop laughing so she could continue.
We go back on Monday for our '12 week' visit, although I'll be 13 weeks on Sunday, but who's counting! I won't get another ultrasound (at least not according to my insurance) until the 17 week visit when we find out if it's a boy or a girl. But we may be paying for a few extra just for my sanity. Either that or visiting Virginia College for some free ones!!
I've been feeling great, just extremely tired. Only got sick once after eating Krystal's - but that could've been the food and not the baby. I feel like a cow, as I'm just in the 'fat stage' and don't really look pregnant unless I wear certain shirts. Hopefully I'll "pop" soon and really start looking pregnant.
Here's a little about what the baby is up to this week:
He's the size of a plum - I bought one at the store the other day, and I must say he's a bit smaller than I feel!! Maybe he's an abnormally large plum! Either that or I need to lay off the ice cream! Although he looks like a real baby - legs and arms and everything...even boy or girl parts (though too tiny to see at the moment). All of his internal organs are formed and functioning. Now he just needs to grow!
I keep saying "he" because we think it's a boy...solely based on my sister-in-laws Gender Predictor, which hasn't been wrong yet. But we shall see!!
Mom and I have been swimming everyday after work. Makes me feel "one" with the baby...even though we literally are "one" right now. Plus it's super good full body exercise. Nevermind the ridiculous swim suits and swim caps we sport. That's a sight to behold!
I discovered this morning that I can push on my belly and feel him. That was pretty neat. I was pushing on him this morning because he's decided to get cozy on my sciatic nerve, and sends shooting pains down my left leg. Making it quite difficult to get comfortable. So I was trying to push him out of the way and make him move a bit. I think I made him mad because today I hurt worse than before!!
I laugh and cry at the drop of a hat, and I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached. The other day I was in Publix at the check out and looked down to see the little flyer for March of Dimes. I burst into tears. Then last night I was watching ESPN with O about John Madden's retirement and again burst into tears, and I actually cannot stand hearing him commentate a game. And then there's the hysterical laughter, like when someone told me about Nancy Grace's pregnancy brain, when she asked her husband to buy "that fruit that monkey's eat" - I can totally relate to that. Yesterday I forgot what an "end table" was called - you know..."that wooden thing that holds things at the end of your couch" - that's how I described it.
So it should be an interesting 6 months. Stay tuned for more antics! I promise to keep you updated!
