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Friday, December 24, 2010

It's a baby! :-)

The baby's fine.  Thank goodness.  Our big ultrasound went great.  All body parts accounted for, in the right place, and seeming to be functioning well.  I'm even measuring two days ahead, which ironically (or aptly, depending on how you choose to look at it) is the 14th.  Everyone in my family (except Mike) was born on a multiple of 7.  I'm the 21, my niece and nephew are both the 7th, my sisters are the 14th, the 14th, and the 28th, my brother is the 21st, and my brother in law is the 7th.  It'd be kindof cool for my little chicklet to follow suit.

On a side note....We found out on Wednesday, the 22nd....and we're waiting until Christmas morning to tell family, then Christmas afternoon/evening to tell everyone's really hard!  Since it's Christmas time, I've seen my family several times, and it's incredibly hard to NOT use a pronoun...or a name!  We've had names picked out since LAST September, so we know the baby's name....and I can't tell anyone!  *sigh*  One more day...I keep telling myself that telling everyone will bring SO much satisfaction tomorrow.  Let's hope we get good reactions...especially since we haven't yet told Mike's parents our name choices.  *gulp*

Lastly, I come out on facebook tomorrow.  I'm revealing EVERYTHING, from the fact that I'm pregnant (yup, most don't know that) to the fact that it's a ____ (a few of my friends have access to this blog, and I don't want to inadvertently spill the beans should they happen to read this on Christmas Eve...PS--if you're reading this on Christmas Eve, go watch a holiday movie or bake cookies or something!  I'm not that interesting!!)

Merry Christmas!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Picking a team...

All of the message boards have women sporting banners that say "Team Blue", "Team Pink", or "Team Green", signifying whether they're having a boy, a girl, or a surprise.  I'm team yet to be determined.  We have our level two ultrasound on the 22nd...three days before Christmas.  I'm pretty psyched about it, but I'm also incredibly nervous...This would be the ultrasound when they'd pick up any genetic anomolies, and a part of me is terrified that they'll tell us something is wrong.  I know that I hear the heartbeat every day, and I've even felt him move a few times (when I'm very still and very focused), but I'm very scared that something may be wrong with him regardless.  I know I've said it many times already throughout this pregnancy, but if I can JUST get past this ultrasound, I'll start to relax.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Anybody home?

I may or may not possibly maybe be starting to feel the Chicklet move.  Maybe.  I was standing in the library today after school, after what was a very long, tiring, and stressful day.  All of a sudden, I felt a little *POP* in my lower abdomen.  I thought it might just be a gas bubble...but that always leads to gas, and it didn't that time.  I didn't get the feeling of anything moving through, like I do with gas, but more that something was moving in I would imagine the baby would do. 

It's funny, too.  I've been saying since September that I think it's a boy...and now, suddenly, in the last week or so, I can't help thinking that it's a girl.  I was reading online, and, while "he" is usually the default personal pronoun, they kept referring to the babies as "she".  Also, my sister is DEAD SET that it's a girl.  She wants to call her Amelia Bedilia, after the series of children's books that she read to me as a little girl (she's thirteen years older).  Who knows!

I have my next doctor's appointment on Tuesday.  I'll be seventeen weeks and one day at that point.  That means that I should be able to schedule my 20-week ultrasound.  I am exceedingly excited about this.  I'm also a little nervous.  I know that Chicklet's alive and well, and that he's growing just fine, but I have vague paranoia that there will be something wrong with him.  Hopefully not, and the doppler has really helped me to stay calm, but I'm still a little scared.  I'm very thankful I get to listen to the heartbeat every night, because otherwise I would have completely lost my mind by now...hopefully, when and if I start feeling him move consistantly, I'll be able to relax that much more.

I really am just loving every minute of being pregnant...though I still feel funny SAYING that I'm pregnant.  Silly Kait.