We had our ultrasound on March 29th but the baby decided it wasn't time for us to find out yet. I was so sad, but then I felt bad for being sad because the baby was completely healthy. Darn hormones! Weight was 7/10 lb and we are within one day of our due date. We were calling the baby stubborn baby and he/she nodded the head as if to say "Yea what's your point!" It was so cute!! I had a follow up appointment Wednesday and have only gained another 2 lbs in the past month. Most days you would not even know I was pregnant because I certainly don't look any different yet. Not complaining....just want my baby bump to be official. Peanut, which is all I can call the baby yet, was facing downward for the ultrasound and wasn't moving much all last week which totally freaked me out. I started feeling kicks again on Tuesday and it has not slowed down since. We played our first game last night, where peanut kicked, then I rubbed where I felt kicks, and then I would get kicked again. It was almost like "Tag you're it!"

We go back May 7th, which a day after my birthday and right before Mother's Day. I am hoping that peanut will cooperate and give mommy a great Mother's Day shot! I am content with the fact that if nothing else my baby is absolutely gorgeous and healthy either way. It's not like I won't eventually find out anyways. I still think this one is a stubborn little girl, but we shall see.

I was borderline gestational diabetes this last time, so they will do another 1 hour test just to make sure. I will be more careful with what I eat that morning. The Dr. did not seem too worried about it, even though I did ask what it would mean if I did not pass the blood test this time and she kinda went through that with me. I have been so good through most of my pregnancy and it certainly doesn't help that this little one has a sweet tooth from time to time. I totally skipped the hugely iced cupcake at work yesterday, even though it looked SO good.

18 Weeks and Still Going Strong

So far, there is not much to tell. We have survived the flu and lived to tell the tale. It was the only time I have thrown up with peanut here, so I still very fortunate. I am healthy and have not gained much weight at all, even at 18 weeks. I was so worried I would overeat and gain too much weight. I had my glucose test last week and have not heard anything back from it. No news is very good news in this case. I really do not want to have gestational diabetes and worry a little about that because diabetes runs in my family. My aunts, uncle, grandma and mom have had it.

On a lighter note, two weeks and we get to see if peanut is a Linus or Lucy. I already think peanut is a Lucy, but I want proof. Whatever happens, this baby is my world and nothing can or will change that. Even when peanut is pummeling my insides, I will still have the love. I hate when people are always pointing out the horrible times of pregnancy. They must be jealous that my pregnancy so far has gone better than theirs. So what if you think you are going to laugh when the baby kicks me so hard I wet myself. What a horrible thing to say to someone. Like it matters! As if I will hold this against my child for the rest of her life if she makes me have a wardrobe malfunction. I mean really! Let it go already!

9 Weeks

Last week we had our very first appointment and got to see our little peanut. Peanut was 18.8 mm which is about 3/4 of inch. Growing fast and strong with a fast heartbeat of 169. We did not get to hear the heartbeat, but we sure could see the flashing beat on the screen. I was so nervous that day. My greatest fear, I would go and nothing would be there, but when she put the machine on she found peanut really fast. It's just amazing, the awe you feel when you first gaze at the miracle growing inside you.

It's been a rough week and a half. I've had two migraine headaches and I am trying to just deal with working day to day. When I am at home and can lay down all day I do not have any headaches. However, there is a need to work as long as I can, so I cannot just stay home. Luke and I agree that if I am miserable, sick or just having a horrific headache I should take a sick day, which I have had to do for a few days. I am also trying to keep my stress levels low, but I do have a demanding and sometimes very stressful job. It's just kind of hard to manage some days.

Tomorrow I go in for my extremely long up close and personal exam with the doctor. I was going to take Mary with me, but unfortunately her other foot is now under the weather so to speak. I would much rather her take care of her. Luke has to work, since this is a longer appointment and it is with the nurse practitioner. That's ok. I will get to hear the heartbeat for the very first time and it will be just for me, so I can't complain. It's my happy thought for the week, that no matter how miserable I feel this week I have the littlest angel growing inside me and that's all that matters.