And the doppler says....

So today was my second prenatal visit of my whole life. And it was pretty good, I might add. I got to keep my clothes on which is always a bonus, I lost two pounds (and not due to throwing up praise GOD) which is actually good because there was some weight to loose when I got preggers, and I got to hear the heartbeat which is always exciting.

She started out her part of the appointment (by this time I had waited, been weighed, then peed...you think they would let me pee first to give me an edge but whatever) by asking various questions. I think she was basically trying to find out if there was still a baby in there and how sick I had been. So I let her know (by answering her series of questions) that there is, indeed, still a healthy baby living inside of me and I had not actually gotten sick.

Then I turned the tables and said, "I'll be asking the questions, lady." Ok, not really but that sounds kind of cool. But I did ask her questions...after she saw I had a notepad out and asked if I had them. She was totally in charge the whole time....which I guess is good because if I was in charge, I would walk in, look in a mirror and say, "Yep, I look pretty good and huge." And that would be the end of my appointment. But I digress. So back to my questions...they were either too boring or personal to post for all the world to see (or maybe just my fanatical sorority sisters and three family members who actually read this) but the most important question of all: is it still possible for there to be twins? Because I seriously think there are two babies in there.

Which brings me to the next event of the morning. This time there was no ultrasound but they did use the doppler which was cool and weird at the same time. My midwife spread the jelly looking stuff on my belly and then proceeded to probe the areas where the baby could be nesting. So odd. But then I heard the heartbeat and it's so fast...162 beats per minute I think is what she said. And it was as far on my right side as it could possibly be. Then she probed around a lot more and we heard my heartbeat...in two places...the baby's again and nothing else. So alas, I am with only one child.

As cool as it would be to have twins, I am so relieved that there is only one the first go around because I was really starting to panic. All at once I realized that I had no idea how to equally give my undivided attention to both babies at once, two babies means two of everything, two high chairs, two cribs, etc, and how am I supposed to feed both babies at once? It was too much considering I have no idea what I am doing. So I am very glad there is only one this time. Although I do want twins in a later pregnancy...because I can totally control that and everything.

So I asked my midwife why I was so humongous. She told me I wasn't (ok, yeah right) then said it's just how I'm made and all the baby living is pushing all of my insides up and out so that is why my belly is bigger than what it would be just for the baby itself. Also, the baby is about the size of a large lime, I am at 12 weeks right now and am supposed to be able to feel movements around 16-18 weeks. The baby is constantly moving but it's not big enough for me to feel that yet. Also, it is pushing everything up into my right ribs. That doesn't sound comfortable because it's not.

I got a lot of details on the labor and delivery like what hospital, what the rooms are like, etc. And next visit (in four weeks) I start the cycle of going through each of the doctors because my midwife has a different certification that doesn't allow her to actually deliver. Soooo sad. So now I get to choose a dude which is weird for me but I guess when that day comes I won't really care who is there as long as someone is helping me get it out. And the best ending note of the blog so far: when I went to set my next appointment, I told them I didn't care who I saw first so she set me up with Dr. Beaver. NOT kidding. Beaver, you guys. Dr. Beaver, OB/GYN.

Mrs. Crafty McGafty

Ok, so nothing that has anything to do with crafts rhymes with West but what I am trying to convey is I have been bit mega big time by the crafting bug. And the bug is ginormous. The past three or four days have been glorious. I am in the last week of the first trimester (week 11) and all of the terrible nauseous things and lack of any energy whatsoever have completely left town. Thank God. Seriously. I am now able to eat like a normal person (almost) and I have my energy back! Hooray! Now I can actually be a productive member of society again...and also of my house. And that's where the crafting comes in.

I am so stinkin' pumped about all of the fantastic crafty things I am going to make to decorate my house. I literally spent about 6 hours on Joann's.com yesterday getting ideas and learning about the different tools you need for everything. Then I bought a bunch of stuff that will be here mid next week. Then I went to Michael's today to get something to keep me busy in the meantime and filled that tiny little cart up to the brim. It. Was. Awesome.

Also, since I have given up my craft room for the nursery (kind of important) Hunter said I could share his man room until we get another house. How sweet is that. However, it will still be called the man room. I'm cool with that though. Tonight we are going to start setting up in there because it is still full of boxes, bins and miscellaneous odd items that have been randomly taken out of said containers. He is such a great husband! And we finally get to use the random table we have had for several months that had no purpose. Now it has an awesome purpose- a crafting purpose. Most excellent.

Well that's pretty much it for now. I will post pictures as I complete the incredibly sweet projects that are stewing in my now active brain. The next prenatal visit is a week from today and hopefully they will do another ultrasound so we can find out for sure if there are twins in there. I am still convinced. Even more now that I can feel the hardness of the growing uterus and it is not just in the middle, but across from hip to hip....which would be about the right size for twins. So there ya go. Also, I will post pictures of the belly bump soon...well, at some point before I give birth.

Much Needed Update...

So sorry for the delay in getting the info up on the baby. There are a lot of people out there hunting me down with torch in hand so I figured I better get this put up because I enjoy my unburned skin. As you can see, we got two sonogram pictures of our beautiful baby...I don't care if it looks like an alien. It is still beautiful. The sonogram lady said at that point I was 8 weeks along so now I am working on the ninth week and there is only one baby. This caused me to go to my midwife, very confused, and ask why I am ginormous and can't wear normal people clothes anymore and she said very simply, "Oh, you just put on a lot of water weight but it's normal and will go away." That is not nearly as much fun as twins but at least she didn't say I wasn't birthing a baby cow and to slow down on the food. Because seriously, if anyone told me to slow down on the food, I would probably eat their head. And I'm a pretty nice person. There is something about someone coming between me and the care of my child that makes me feel perfectly fine going loco. But anyway, we have one baby, folks. Count it: uno. And now to explain the pictures because I had no idea what any of it was either....

The top picture is an almost frontal view of the baby which I am going to go ahead and refer to her as a girl because that's what I feel like she is. The top of her head is near the top of the picture and her unformed feet are at the bottom. To be more specific, the big black oval in the middle is the amniotic fluid and the white lima bean shape on the right of it is the actual baby. Then start at the top for the head and work your way down. The second picture, our favorite, is a side view of our beautiful little girl. This time she is on the left side of the big, black, circle/oval thing but her head is still at the top with her facing right this time.

There have only been three times in my life where time seemed to stop and I could not hear the world around me (at least briefly). The first was when Hunter so incredibly proposed with about 20,000 people watching and caught me completely off guard (which is hard to do). The second was when I was walking down the aisle at our wedding and the third was when I heard my baby's heartbeat. That was the most incredible thing I have ever experienced. I forgot that I was supposed to be lying down and tried to sit up to see the screen better and I vaguely remember the sonogram lady telling me to try to be as still as possible. It was 152 beats per minute of incredibleness. I could never forget that sound....I don't even think the memory of it can fade at all.

That's pretty much it for right now. Except none of my shirts fit which is adorable so I am constantly shopping and I am REALLY looking forward to the end of first trimester (in about 3 weeks) so odd smells won't make me want to spontaneously vomit. That will be nice.