The 16 week appointment was short and sweet. Got to hear the heartbeat..yeah! Sounds strong and 150 bpm. The very exciting thing was scheduling the BIG 20 week ultrasound. On February 8, we will find out if we are buying Pink or Blue!

To get everyone into the spirit of things, I have created a little game. Make your guess as to what the baby is (and birth details, you can change those later!)

I have heard of the “pregnesia” that overtakes women during their pregnant months and, being the brunette ditz that I am, I expected nothing less than to participate fully. People told me that I would forget things, but I knew I would do it much bigger, much better than that. Boy, do I know myself well!

Last week, I had two such occasions. The third should be a doozy.

First, my office is located in one of two buildings that are joined on each floor by a break room. I am always on side A and rarely go to side B. Except Tuesday of last week. I went over there to work in one of the rooms and then wanted to wash my hands when I was done. I walked through the break room and back to my side of the building. As habit, I walk in to the women’s bathroom, the one on the right, and start washing my hands. I thought the bulletin board looked a little different but no biggie, they change those things after all. I go to grab a paper towel and notice another new design they have added…urinals. Hmm, let’s see Fani walk out of this one innocently. Fortunately, I was on the other side of the building and the 2 people I saw as I exited were in engrossed in conversation and strangers to me, so if they did notice, who cares.

Pregnesia Part Deux: The next morning I was driving to work and talking to Jay on the cell phone (he was still in Florida with his brother for the Orange Bowl). As I was pulling into a spot that was too close to the door, too tight, and too necessary on a dreary, tired morning, I heard the sound of metal on metal. I said to Jay, “I gotta go, I just hit a parked car” and hung up. I looked behinf me to see a crowd laughing and shaking their heads in amazement. I got out and my car was so much worse for the wear. I left a note and asked they call me if they saw any damage. Not a peep as of yet. No news is good news.

Please tell me I am not the only one suffering from this insanity!?!?!

We had our 12 week appointment right before Christmas. It was rather anti-climactic since it happened right after the accident and after the ultrasound. Dr. Wise was happy I went to the ER and said that everything looked good. The one very c0ol thing was that I got to hear the baby’s heartbeat for the first time. In the 150s by her best estimate. Yeah! My thyroid came out a little funny, so she drew some more blood to see if it had stabilized.

Next appointment in January (actually, as I am writing this late—next week) will be more of the same, heartbeat and some tests.

Here are some photos from the ultrasound in the ER. Dr. Wise was able to get them from the ER doctor for me…80 in all! How cool is that?!?!?! Baby’s first DVD! I took some of the best ones, but if you have not had an ultrasound before they still might be hard to see. The head, at this point, was still so much larger than the rest of the body but you can see a little hand waving in the last photo!

Alien Baby

Wave to the Baby!