An avocado with a heartbeat
According to my pregnancy app on my phone, our baby is now the size of an avocado. That is just unbelievable to me as I look back at our first couple ultrasounds when the baby was tinier than my fingertip. We had an appointment last Friday at 15 weeks, and we heard the baby's heartbeat on the Doppler. It came through loud and clear at 155 beats per minute. That really is the most amazing sound. I already loved avocados, but now that I have an avocado with a heartbeat, I love them even more.
I am more relaxed now. It is kind of hard because my sickness is mostly gone, but I can't feel the baby move yet. So basically, I don't feel that pregnant. Last week I did still throw up a couple times so that was a 'nice' reminder. I'm just taking it one day, one week at a time. It is still uncomfortable for me to talk about when the baby's born because I don't want to think about it too much. I pray that it happens, but I know all too well that it may not. So I am just living contently with my avocado. However, I am cautiously looking forward to 20 weeks because Kevin and I have decided that we are doing to allow ourselves to start buying things at that point. That would be so fun! I told Kevin before that if I ever had a baby, I am buying every single thing I want because I may only get to experience it once. ;)
I mentioned that I threw up a couple times last week. Well, let me tell you about one of the times...probably the worst episode of my pregnancy so far, but maybe it's a little bit funny. Kevin and I had gone out to Outback because it is one of the few places I feel like eating at. I ate almost my entire meal, which has been a rare occasion: steak, salad, and a ginormous sweet potato. We got home, and we were sitting on a chair together when Kevin farted. I immediately blocked my nose. He told me the smell was gone so I unblocked my nose. The smell was NOT gone. I started gagging and ran to the bathroom. I threw up my entire dinner! So he felt a little bad at the time, but now that it's over, he's bragging about how pro of a move that was. Of course, the guys just think it's great, and the girls might feel a little sympathy but can't stifle their laughter either. You can laugh and not feel bad because I am laughing now, too, but there's a new rule in our house: the smell really has to be gone when he tells me that I can unblock my nose. :)
On a more serious note, I just want to thank everyone for all of the love and prayers. I feel like it is not just me and Kevin who are invested emotionally in this baby (and the same has been true for our previous pregnancies). So many people have told me how beautiful my blog is and how they wait for the next post, and that just moves me. I never thought that I could touch so many people and feel that emotion returned to me. Your prayers, questions, concerns, and tears are all being carried inside my heart. I can't even find words to express how you all have touched me, but we really are so blessed.
I am more relaxed now. It is kind of hard because my sickness is mostly gone, but I can't feel the baby move yet. So basically, I don't feel that pregnant. Last week I did still throw up a couple times so that was a 'nice' reminder. I'm just taking it one day, one week at a time. It is still uncomfortable for me to talk about when the baby's born because I don't want to think about it too much. I pray that it happens, but I know all too well that it may not. So I am just living contently with my avocado. However, I am cautiously looking forward to 20 weeks because Kevin and I have decided that we are doing to allow ourselves to start buying things at that point. That would be so fun! I told Kevin before that if I ever had a baby, I am buying every single thing I want because I may only get to experience it once. ;)
I mentioned that I threw up a couple times last week. Well, let me tell you about one of the times...probably the worst episode of my pregnancy so far, but maybe it's a little bit funny. Kevin and I had gone out to Outback because it is one of the few places I feel like eating at. I ate almost my entire meal, which has been a rare occasion: steak, salad, and a ginormous sweet potato. We got home, and we were sitting on a chair together when Kevin farted. I immediately blocked my nose. He told me the smell was gone so I unblocked my nose. The smell was NOT gone. I started gagging and ran to the bathroom. I threw up my entire dinner! So he felt a little bad at the time, but now that it's over, he's bragging about how pro of a move that was. Of course, the guys just think it's great, and the girls might feel a little sympathy but can't stifle their laughter either. You can laugh and not feel bad because I am laughing now, too, but there's a new rule in our house: the smell really has to be gone when he tells me that I can unblock my nose. :)
On a more serious note, I just want to thank everyone for all of the love and prayers. I feel like it is not just me and Kevin who are invested emotionally in this baby (and the same has been true for our previous pregnancies). So many people have told me how beautiful my blog is and how they wait for the next post, and that just moves me. I never thought that I could touch so many people and feel that emotion returned to me. Your prayers, questions, concerns, and tears are all being carried inside my heart. I can't even find words to express how you all have touched me, but we really are so blessed.
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