A Mile A Minute

I don't know what our little being is doing in there, but it must be intense cause that heartbeat was about 160bpm!!!! Dave suggested maybe a little kung-fu, but I think our child would better enjoy a little choreographed dancing.

So, there really isn't a whole lot to report, except that we DID hear the heartbeat, and it was AMAZING! I've never heard anything so incredible! I've known that there is a little being growing inside me, but to hear a heartbeat that isn't my own... coming from my tummy area... gave me a connection that I didn't have before. It's really alive and living and growing and breathing developing and one day it's gonna be a real live newborn! And we are gonna be able to choreograph our own dances to our favorite songs!! And we'll eat frozen gummy bears together (but certainly not as much as I do now) while we prepare dinner (how old is this newborn gonna be and will it be able to help me with dinner right away?) for the father of the family.

Ben and I are gonna be such great parents. We can't wait to give our kids chores without allowances, limited TV time, early bedtimes and curfews, and as many awkward lectures as we can while they grow up :) It's gonna be great!

Really though, we just feel incredibly blessed that this pregnancy is progressing so well. I won't get an ultrasound for another seven weeks, and only then will they be able to give me a due date. So, hang on tight folks! And sorry for being such a slacker on my blog!

Happy Hump Day :)

BIG DAY TODAY

I can't explain the feeling I have right now, knowing that in six hours I'll be laying on a hospital bed listening to the heartbeat of our growing fetus. It's not excitement or anxiousness, I think it's more of a "holding my breath" type of feeling. Like, I can't exhale until I hear it. I can't even imagine what it's going to sound like, or how clear it will be. Perhaps we'll barely be able to decipher the beats. I don't know what to expect. Maybe that's why I'm holding my breath.

Last I heard, it's not possible to hold your breath for six hours. We'll see how I do.

I have questions for the doctor that I will probably forget to ask. I should write them down in order to remember, but I won't. It's just not my style. I need to ask about lifting heavy objects, cause the people at work are driving me nuts with the, "should you even be lifting that?". It's driving me nuts cause I don't know. I also need to know why the contents of my abdomen area are so sore in the morning. My muscles hurt as if I've been tightening them all night. And I have to slowly rise when I get up in the middle of the night to *tinkle* because it feels like when I stand up everything in there moves and shifts and it's really uncomfortable. And I need to ask him about sunbathing. I do it incessantly during the summer and I need to know what is safe for the baby.

My pants are smaller, or rather, my tummy is a bit "different" and my pants press into my belly when I sit down and it kinda hurts a little.

Appointment is at 2:15 today! Updates to come!