Friday, December 23, 2011

Like Baby, Baby, Baby - Oh!

Like baby, baby, baby - oh!

Okay, I'll stop, but you know where I'm going with this, right?

I'm pregnant.  So, yeah, that's where I've been the past three months.  Sick.

Where have you been?  And by "you" I mean my 8 followers.

I don't remember feeling this sick with Foster, but I guess maybe I just forgot.  They say that women forget or else why would they keep having babies.  And I say, GOOD QUESTION!

Just like with Foster, 12 weeks came and went and I still wasn't feeling any better.  For me the turning point this time was more like 15 weeks.  That's a long time to feel sick to your stomach and so tired you literally have to take a nap right after you brush your teeth.  That is if you can even brush your teeth!

Hello, Gag Reflex!

Anyway, it's Christmas and I'm finally feeling better.  Not quite like myself, but much better.

Food looks and sounds good again, and even tastes good!

Scott says the only people food commercials appeal to are pregnant women because I want to eat EVERYTHING I see.

I've got news for him, though, billboards work too!  (As does simply driving by a restaurant, but I digress.)

I'm now 16 weeks along and scheduled to find out this baby's sex in 2 weeks!  I. CAN. NOT. WAIT.

We've been asking Foster whether he thinks the baby is a boy or a girl and he's finally understanding that question and consistently answering, "a little tiny baby girl."

Not just a baby girl, but a little tiny one.

That little tiny baby is big enough for me to feel kicking now and I take such delight in those moments.  As I write this it feels like popcorn popping and it's always low on my right side.

At my last checkup I told the doctor I was pretty sure I felt the baby at 12 weeks in that same spot, so when she placed the fetal doppler there and immediately got the heartbeat, I was not surprised.  Just happy to be right...12 weeks is early to feel a baby.

I'm not really showing yet.  I mean, I can tell, but I can also still wear my normal clothes.  Well, my jeans are unbuttoned, but still...

Today is Christmas Eve Eve and both Scott and Foster are home with strep throat.  They're both on antibiotics and feeling better, but apparently very sleepy.  They've been napping for over two and a half hours!

Here's hoping for a Christmas miracle - that I manage to stay healthy!

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

1 comment:

  1. That's so cute that he said it's a baby girl! So exciting!