I must start off by letting those who are still visiting know just how embarrassed I am, having neglected my little space here on the Web for the past 3 months.  Was it laziness?  Was it severe writer’s block?  Maybe a little of both?  Or maybe something I don’t even know about?  Whatever the case may be, I’ve neglected it.  Big time.

So much progress has been made over the last 12 weeks.  Comforting test results, not so comforting test results confirming recurrent UTI’s, great ultrasound pictures, weight gain (albeit more than I’m happy to admit), and so much more.

Being 25 weeks pregnant is incredible.  Yes you read that right, I’m 25 weeks already.  And every day that goes by that I feel his or her kicks, punches, tumbles and turns packing more intensity is another day I am oh so thankful for.

I have so much to fill you in on besides the above mentioned items.  There’s the not knowing what we are having, besides the fact that it’s a baby; There’s the registry; The nursery; The names; The pictures.  And so much more that I’m leaving out at the moment.   I promise to catch you up on everything.

I also plan on updating the look and feel of this blah blog.  It is so “new” looking and maybe that’s part of the reason I haven’t been involved in it in so long.

I’ll start by posting a picture of the little guy or girl from our level II at 20 weeks…I’m going with guy…I think.  Not becuase of the picture, but because of premonition.

The 13 week Ultrascan Tuesday night was unlike anything I could have ever imagined.  It was phenominal to see every little part of our little baby moving around like, well, a baby.  Every tiny little finger and toe, his foot already looks like a little tiny foot, perfectly shaped.  His arm stretching up as he reaches to put his hand to his mouth.  Amazing.  Surreal actually.  When he calmed down a bit and we wanted to see some more movement before the scan was over, the tech simply prodded my belly with the transducer ever so genltly, and there he went, bouncing around and kicking and punching right back at us.  Truley one of the most amazing experiences I’ve ever had.

I know these pictures aren’t too clear, nothing is better than seeing the screen and picturres in person.  But look at his little chin and tiny nose!  His hand up to his face.  His perfect head and rounded belly.  His spine.  We saw his well formed brain, each tiny leg and arm.  I can go on and on about how amazed I was.  And too peel my eyes away from the screen to take a peak at Eric while he was watching in aww jsut made the experience 10 million times better than as wonderful as wonderful could be.

 Hi!  I’m 12 weeks 5 days old!  I’m watching you…..

I can’t wait for my next appt.  May 6th seems so far away!

Can anyone tell me what I am referring to when I say “4 Weeks”? I’ll make it easy for you…

It is the ridiculous amount of time that ha passed since I’ve updated this blog.  I can’t believe myself.  I have no excuses.

I guess I haven’t had anything much to write about.  And one tip I seem to read over and over again in regards to blogging is, if you don’t have anything to write about, don’t write at all or your audience will hear it the forced post in your words. 

Well, to say I had nothing to write about is probably a bit of a lie.  I mean, I could have written daily about my insane food aversions; like how the thought of handling raw chicken, smelling it cook, and then eating it makes me gag.  Or how much I love peanut butter, jelly and fluff sandwiches now.  Or how pizza is the one staple I can pretty much count on 100% of the time…plain cheese pizza that it.  Extra cheese if I’m feeling frisky!  But truth is, you don’t want to hear about that.  Do you?  Does that interest you?  Please tell me if I’m wrong. 

I could’ve also posted a couple weeks ago about how I woke up one morning to find my waist completely G. O. N. E.  I mean so gone I ran back to check the bed to see if I maybe just left it behind!  But guess what…it wasn’t there.  I am now officially at that awkward phase where strangers in stores don’t know I’m pregnant, instead I just look a bit thick around the waist, as if I’ve gained a few lb’s eating too many tubs of sherbet at night.  So it’s kind of weird.  After all, this is my first stab at this pregnancy thing.  So I don’ know exactly how my body is going to respond and what parts of it are going to be thrown out of whack first.  Today I am 12w2d.

As a matter of fact I went out and bought a Bella Band, and it works wonderfully.  Especially since I bought a pair of jeans a size larger than my normal size and this helps to keep then from falling down past my crack. 

I have a 12 week prenatal appt tomorrow as well as the 13 week ultrascan (genetic testing).  So after not seeing our little one for 4 whole weeks (this is a very long time since we had been having weekly scans with the specialist!) we get to see him or her, finally!  We can’t wait to see how much he or she has grown!  Last time we got a peek inside we were looking at a little embryo the size of a green olive, now we will be taken back by a fetus the size of a lime!  Time certainly is flying!

I will be sure to catch up again tomorrow after the first appt to post a new picture!