As of today, my baby is 9 weeks and 1 day old. This 'picture' was taken 2 weeks ago. Every single time I look at it I am amazed!! God is allowing my body to perform a miracle (at least that's what I call it when I want Joe to do something for me...). We got to see the tiny heart beating at 145 bpm, which was just awesome. I can't wait to actually hear it at our next visit!!
So far, I don't have too much to complain about when it comes to pregnancy. Other than be ridiculously tired and going to bed at 8:30 every night, I really haven't had too many side effects. I've only had morning sickness 3 different days, but I have a feeling that the heartburn is about to start. I woke up the other night in the middle of the night and thought I was having a mini heart attack. I had to sit up in a chair in the livingroom and try to sleep...not fun!! However, I am thankful for every single part of this. I know at least one woman who will never get to experience the joy of childbirth, so I plan to take it all in and be glad that it is happening!
As for my growing waist size, I can't really tell a difference yet. Last night I had on a cami and pajama pants and Joe swore that I was developing a bump. I'm pretty sure its not a baby bump and more of an ice cream bump. Regardless, I kind of wish something would hurry up and form down there. In the next few weeks I'm going to hate going out in public because I know people will look at me and think "is the fat or is she pregnant?" I'm thinking about making a shirt to wear for those weeks of uncertainty...
We go back to the doctor October 8th for a normal checkup and to possibly get to hear the heartbeat for the first time! We are loving this journey and can't wait to meet the little guy...or girl. Oh, and we have made an agreement that Joe gets to name the baby if its a boy and I get to name a girl. We had a 'baby name draft' and narrowed it down to possible choices. Joe has named the boy Camden, no questions asked. I am having more trouble nailing down a girl's name. (One more piece of advise-if a mother to be asks you what you think of their name choices and you hate them all, don't tell her that. It's just rude!)
I'll post more when I have more to share! Happy Wednesday!
