Introducing Baby P!

We had our first ultrasound today! Baby P is measuring at 7w4d so they'll probably be changing my original due date. His or her little heart is beating at a solid 150 beats per minute and his or her little body resembles the cutest little blob I've ever seen.

Baby is the blob on the left and the blob on the right is the yolk sac. We were even able to see the developing cord. It's so amazing and I am so grateful the Mr. was able to be there with me.

PS: Why don't women warn one another of the trans-vaginal ultrasound? They always make ultrasounds look so nice on TV!

The First Prediction

Two posts in one afternoon?! Say it ain't so!

I had to document that the first gender predictions have been made. The sole gentleman coworker I have (who I refer to as my work grandpa because he is just that old) told me he hasn't been wrong in his last 25 predictions and he thinks baby will be a boy. However, the other person we were talking with at the time said she thinks it's a girl. I'm leaning more towards the work grandpa's guess since that is what the Chinese gender chart says as well. Too bad we have to wait until August to find out!

7 Weeks

I have the best of intention to have the Mr. take the initial bump shot but it never fails that we forget until we're crawling into bed for the night. I think I will set an alarm on my phone so we can take one tonight. Seven weeks is a good starting point, right? I definitely have the early pregnancy bloated belly thing going on. So excited for when the babe is actually large enough to create a bonafide bump!

Turns out the Mr. and I are both awful with secrets. We are still holding strong on not telling our parents, grandparents and extended relatives about the baby until at least Father's Day, but we've spilled the beans to our close friends (mine more than his, a girl needs support right?!) and siblings. I feel kind of guilty about this, but it all comes down to the fact that we just can't trust the grandmas to not tell the whole world! I'm scared enough to tell them on Father's Day because that is only 10w5d and I can guarantee that my mom especially won't be able to keep her mouth shut until the 13th week. Guess we'll see what happens! Oh, and quite a few of my coworkers know as well, but when you work in an office of women that is just bound to happen. This entire paragraph was pretty much just meant to justify that what I did was okay, am I completely off base? Not like I can change it now anyways.

6w3d

It's official, I had my first baby related dream last night! I'm not normally a dreamer so it was absolutely crazy how vivid it was. I was at my ultrasound appointment that is scheduled for 8 weeks and the ultrasound tech told me that I was actually 12 weeks pregnant and it was a boy. Absolutely ridiculous because I know I couldn't actually be 12 weeks and that you can't tell the sex of the baby that early but my subconscious must not be totally convinced!

In other news, I am still being blessed with a nausea free pregnancy. I get little bouts of upset stomach, but as soon as I eat something it goes away. I know it's still crazy early, but I'm hoping it stays this way!

Oh, just realized I never updated that my 7w3d ultrasound was pushed back to the 8w point because the ultrasound tech's schedule changed. So there's that.

Mixed Emotions

My sister-in-law's father passed away tonight after a courageous 4 year battle with A.L.S. He was an amazing man who will be missed by many. My heart just aches thinking about what his family is going through right now. So my brother and sister-in-law could be with her family tonight I babysat their daughter (along with my other sister-in-law), needless to say we made sure she had more than enough auntie love and gave her lots of extra kisses as we snuggled her to sleep. Her papa was one in a million.

The good news I wanted to write about the other day when blogger was unfortunately down. I had my first OB appointment last Thursday and it went great. I am so sad my CNP can't deliver the baby because we get along just great, but I am definitely going to make sure I see her for a lot of my prenatal appointments. The most exciting part of my appointment is that my CNP is a firm believer of early ultrasounds so she decided that we'll fudge the truth about the accuracy of my dates. So....we get to see our baby for the first time a 7 weeks 3 days! I can't wait! I'm trying my hardest to get rid of my fear that I will miscarry. I have no reason to think I will, but every pain I feel makes me think that is what is happening. Guess all I can do is hope and pray that our sweet babe sticks with us. Whenever I'm scared I have the hubs kiss my tummy and tell the baby to hold on tight. Obviously I know that it won't make a difference but at least it puts a smile on my face. He's going to be such an amazing daddy.

Still excited, but...

Today has been a doozy of a Monday. On day 2 of a horrible headache, forgot to pack Tylenol and it seems that my entire office is made up of ibuprofen people (PS: it's pretty impossible to try to hint that only Tylenol will do without announcing you are pregnant) and a particularly hard to deal with client is on his way into the office because he's mad at me. Is it 4:30 yet? Pretty please?

I Could Not Be Happier

Enough Said

Oh Yeah

Things are trucking along now! Landscape plan is completed so the Mr. is doing some work re-routing sprinkler heads and then we'll get with the planting! The deck should be started in the next week or two, and invitations to my mom's 50th bash are sent out. The next couple months are going to be great.

The best part? I'm officially two days late for aunt flow. The Mr. is being a trooper dealing with the daily (who am I kidding, hourly?) updates and I decided to test tomorrow morning if things stay the way they are. I can't believe my dreams may finally be coming true.