23 weeks.

currently 23 weeks (until wednesday) and feeling great! tired though i may be, i'm totally enjoying being pregnant; i think it suits me. it's the labor i'm not too excited about! today tony and i went to my ob appointment and all the news was good, of course. my ob doctor (she rocks!) always makes me feel at ease. she met tony for the first time today and was surprised to find that he really does exist! my weight is right on track (hallelujah, because losing it when all is said and done will be hard enough), and my uterus is, well, big. i love hearing that heartbeat; sounds so strong!

coffee and scones after the appointment with my hubby (yes! you can drink coffee while your pregnant, now leave me alone!). it was fun going out with him, even if it was only for a half hour; we get so busy and stuck in our schedules that we forget what it was like to be "dating". why do i feel like that's going to become an even more distant memory in the not too far away future?

it's good to have tony back; he had gone hunting up north for a few days and it's always a little too quiet around here without him. he brought back no venison this time, which is probably a good thing since we are still eating last year's deer. tony was hoping to get one though with the economy being like it is; i think he was hoping to live off a deer carcass for many months. his loss is my gain!

maybe they're better at photography than they are at hunting!

watch out defenseless forest creatures! this bunch is not one to mess with!

stylish in camo!

22 weeks.

ok, so i'm not the best at keeping up on this blog. but really, only about 2 people (hi mom and dad!) check it anyway, so...

however, being that i'm pregnant (yay!) i should probably be a little more diligent at jotting down my thoughts and observations. someday, when paper no longer exists and we all have a microchip in the back of our necks, i'll be able to access my thoughts via the world wide web. scary.

currently i'm 22 weeks into gestation. at least that's what the perinatologist said, though i think she's wrong (what does she know anyway!). when we went in for my level 2 ultrasound, they thought the size of the baby was more befitting of that due date than of my previous one. so, easy as that, they pushed my progress back a week. i'm not complaining though; the more mommy and me time i get (before i have share this little sea monkey with the rest of the world) the better! yep, i'm kind of selfish like that.

otherwise, it seems that everything is moving along as planned. did i mention? it's a girl. A GIRL! needless to say, there were tears in my husband's eyes when he first found out, and not the tears of joy one might expect. it took him about a day to get over the news that the skeletal image on the screen had labia (the tech actually said "see these three lines? this one's the labia!" with real enthusiasm, just to add insult to injury).

now, though, he's happy, excited, and oh so cute when he talks to her through my ever expanding belly. he calls her by name (nope, not mentioning that here yet) and sings to to her too. he acts like a total goofball and i'm loving it.

our little girl is healthy and growing normally, based on the ultrasound results, and we have a follow-up u/s the week of thanksgiving just to make sure the little bipper stays on track. because i'm a type 1 diabetic, there's a very good chance that she's growing a little faster and bigger than your average baby, so we'll probably be meeting her in person a couple weeks earlier than expected. who needs a due date anyway!

the training was worth it...

thank god for labor marathons. i mean, it's not like i have anything else to do. you know, like unpack the hundreds of boxes still leftover from moving, no need to do the dishes, wash the car, water the garden. no need to clean the litter boxes, vacuum the carpets, do the laundry, exercise, go outside, get groceries, eat, go to the bathroom, blink...no need for any of that when i've got, like, 18 hours of crime scene investigating to do. it's a dirty job, but some one's gotta do it.

13 weeks

just finishing up my 1st trimester and here's what's developed...

okay, okay, i know i need a tan. but i'm trying to preserve my youthful skin tone so that i can be one hot mama.

holy crap, i'm going to be a mom. a mother. how did this happen?

oh ya, that's right.

yep, i'm nervous. you betcha. but do i doubt our decision to make a little tony jr. or mini me? not a chance. this is, by far, the best thing either of us has ever done. period.

grow baby grow!

so...what's new with you?

i met someone new yesterday.

who was it?

oh, no one special. just the HUMAN BEING THAT I'VE BEEN GROWING IN MY UTERUS.

i didn't mention? i'm 13 weeks pregnant. i know, i'm having trouble believing it too.

but yesterday, after i saw that little alien and verified that the 'flicker' on the screen was indeed a beating heart, well...i guess it seems pretty real now.

we're very excited. in fact my husband is so excited that he WENT GOLFING INSTEAD OF GOING TO THE APPOINTMENT. ya know, the one where the miracle of life is first documented?

at least it was a tournament. and he did tie for first after all.

anyway...that's all that's new around here.

so...what's new with you?

behind the times

tonight i joined facebook for the first time. and no, i'm not a freshman in college. it simply turns out that i know a good amount of people who keep in touch through this magical rabbit hole and apparently i can't spy on them unless i join the cult, er club, too. yay for me! and hi to all the people i'm about to pester.