21 Week Update and our first TX Midwife Visit

We Went to our first Prenatal since being in Texas this morning.  We are using Heavenly Hands Birthing Center if you want to look it up and see pictures of their awesome birthing suites.

It went great, heard baby's heartbeat nice and strong and I successfully did the whole weigh in, pee in a cup, stick a stick in it and see if it turns fun colors, (I seem to remember we would get in trouble for that at home, but you know.. pregnancy.. everything goes!)

We measured in at 21 weeks which is what we will be tomorrow (Thursday)  so baby is nice and on track for that!

She also took some blood... as usual the drooling over my veins was prevalent and she actually called them "Yummy"... Medical people... gee wiz.       I don't handle the blood part so I didn't look at all and it didn't really hurt but after a little bit of the drawing of what felt like vial after vial of my precious life juice,  I started getting a little warm.. and then a little sick... and then she was done, but I still was a little sick.    I wasn't going to say anything but I looked over at Mark and he was turning black and white so I went ahead and just mentioned that I was going to throw up soon, and they gave me some Gatorade.    Bless them.   After a few minutes I felt a lot better and it was all behind us!   Except that I HAD to sleep for like 3 hours this afternoon... I am not sure if that was related at all.

As far as a 21 Week update: I feel GREAT and I feel like I have hit the phase where I want to sleep ALL THE TIME and eat everything in sight.     Honestly, I rarely feel squished inside at all yet,  its like I just built on a little addition for baby to live in and so far so good!

See! Nice little addition.    I still haven't started gaining any weight back but I have sat at a solid 14 lbs below my pre-pregnancy weight for a week now, so I think I should start going up soon!    

Sometimes little things pop into your head and out of your mouth before you know it, like:

"You know Honey, I cannot wait until I get big enough that my belly button pops out and I can scrub that sucker."

What the heck??  

What is this Miracle?

This morning I woke up and NOTHING hurt. Do y'all realize the miracle this is??? 
I wasn't tired, 
Didn't ache,
Didn't have to run to the bathroom, 
Wasn't starving, 
Didn't have a headache... 

And after yesterday's all day long migraine and my abs groaning their final goodbyes one stretch at a time and geeling like someone hit me in in the you know where with a bat (since when did I have ligaments and since when were they stretchable!) and all the other weird things pregnancy does to your body and months of alternating starving and barfing and headaches... I was a pretty happy camper. Still am actually! 

Oh and I randomly had FABULOUS hair!  The voluminous and curly and not frizzy kind.   Manly even said: "Wow you have really nice hair today,  I noticed it when I came back to bed this morning at 5 and it was so voluminous and nice!"    

Then I got up and barfed. 

(But to be fair, while dramatic and all, it wasn't the worst by any means and I felt better afterwards. )    

We can do this!  

13 Week PICTURE!

Well, Hello, Sugar Baby... =)

Happy 13 Weeks

Happy 13 weeks to the little pumpkin pot!

We celebrated at 4 AM with carrots and 2 trips to the bathroom.  

We are going to celebrate with Daddy by meeting him for lunch at the Bistro by his new office.   Mama can hardly wait... =)  

Maybe we will even take a picture to share... there has been a LOT of stretching and Mama even has 2 new stretchmarks..

WHAT THE HECK!?

Its okay..

It is all worth it..

Dang these stretch-mark prone genetics!

Perspective and Expectations

A dear friend of mine sent me the following quote:

"Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy. I would have stopped and stood in awe as I realized that was my one chance of orchestrating a miracle with my God"

I love it... It's so so hard to think of though when it feels like my insides are being turned inside out and I literally spend most of my life either hanging over the throne looking like a cat retching up an invisible hair ball or wishing I was.

Last night at about 12:30 Manly held me while I cried my head off about this baby and how much I love it and how special it is and how its OURS and I get to keep it and in the middle of the barf and sickness and exhaustion and moving and crazy emotions, I had not really thought about our baby much...I hadn't really though about how special it is and I had forgotten how badly I wanted it.

Then he held my hand and I talked his little ears off about how I expected to be the perfect pregnant lady and currently haven't worn makeup in weeks, and if I get my hair put up and clothes on.. its a good day!  Or how part of the reason I wanted a child was because I did not want to become selfish and too caught up in me and how I sort of had expected God to let me be selfish until the baby was born and then teach me to not be so self absorbed.  But that wasn't really working out for me too well.

But this morning, I have a different perspective,  This child.. OUR child, who made me both throw up and wet my pants simultaneously this morning, I love it and I love being its little hotel, I love that its the reason I cant button my pants (and I'm not just fat!!) and I am trying to learn to love all the little things about being its Mama, because I don't want to miss this... not a second of this miracle...  

Not what I expected, AT ALL but a miracle none the less... =)

A little Belly Picture

Baby was really hanging out today... that or I ate too much Ramen... hmmmmm ;-)