180 days left!

Let's see if this thing works. It is supposed to tell you how many weeks and days I am at and how many days we have left 'til the big day. We'll see if it changes on its own, or I'll have to update it every once in a while.

Anyway, I heard the heartbeat last week. It was really loud and strong . . . so I guess there really is a baby in there! I am anxiously awaiting the first signs of life, a kick, a flutter, something. It could happen any day now. I'll let you know. I wore my first maternity top today. Woo hoo! Yes, I seem to have grown overnight, or at least the baby has, or my uterus or something. Thank God for low-rise jeans, though. They fit nicely under the little "bump", as they so fashionably call it in Hollywood. We'll see how long I can get away with those. That's all for now.

Love,
Lisa

Too tired to blog!

Well, that's what it comes down to . . . I've been too tired to blog. I don't remember being this tired when I was pregnant before, but, then again, I am 10 years older. A woman I know who is a brain development specialist told me that , in your first trimester, your body exerts daily as much energy as it takes to climb a mountain. So, I feel very justified in taking my extra naps and having "pregnancy brain", which I'm not sure David actually believes is a real condition. I am 12 weeks now, almost through my first trimester, and it is getting better. I'm only exhausted about every other day, and, thankfully, I haven't been nauseous much, just hungry, very hungry, with a wide variety of cravings and food aversions. David has been kind enough to indulge me by running out and getting chocolate malts and whatever else I am craving at various times. He has been pretty good about not indulging with me, and I am proud of him for that. I've also had quite a few headaches, an upper respiratory infection, and lots of allergy attacks. Because I've had all these allergy symptoms, I am fully expecting my nose to get really wide like it did with Garrett. I'm expecting it, but hoping it doesn't. It wasn't the best look for me.

As you can see, I am sharing my wonderful ultrasound photo from the little ultrasound I had about 3 weeks ago. In case you can't tell, the blur in the middle is the baby. Can't you see its little nubs dancing around. Actually, it was dancing around quite a bit, and we could see its little nubs, even if you can't, and we could see the heartbeat, which was really what we were going for. It was a relief to finally see the baby and to see its little heart beating. And, since I can't stand calling it an "it", I cannot wait until I have my Level 2 ultrasound, which is already scheduled for November 19th. We are anxiously awaiting that day and wish we could fast-forward, so that we can start calling it a "he" or "she" and start picking out paint and bedding and preparing for his or her arrival.

By the way, David is still somewhat in denial, and I guess I am too. Once I start showing, other than the pooch I have, which is probably more food than baby, then maybe it will become more real and not so surreal.

Much love to you all,
Lisa