Wrapping up the first trimester!
On Thursday we were officially at 12 weeks! A friend of mine, and college roommate, is an amazing photographer in Bloomington. She is going to take my pregnancy progression pictures over the next 6 months (where did 3 months go?) and we're going to make a photo journal. We'll also include the first newborn pictures. We had our first session last Thursday night - see above. That is a sneak peak into what the photo journal will look like. I am so excited to document this progression, and she is going to do an amazing job! Thanks again, Laura! And of course I have to include my chalkboard.
My nausea is way better. I'm still feeling very tired every day. I hit a wall about 1pm, and usually go to bed around 8:30pm. I still have my regular emotional, "ridiculous" moments, but that should get better throughout the 2nd trimester. I've been assured I am NOT bi-polar, and the emotional roller coaster is very normal. I can stand smells a little bit more now. I can't wait for spring. I have been in desperate need of fresh air. Sometimes I'll open my back door for just a few minutes to get some fresh air. It'll be a lot nicer when it's not 30 degrees out. Lately I've been craving chicken patty sandwiches or chicken breast sandwiches, iced coffees, and nectarines.....oh, man, I am loving me some nectarines right now. And now that Lent is here, I am really looking forward to multiple Filet 'O Fish Fridays! I don't understand how someone could not love that tartar sauce sandwich. I am finding myself having a bad case of pregnancy brain: forgetfulness. And it only applies to food. For instance, if there are leftovers after dinner I will put them in tupperware to go into the fridge - I LOVE leftovers. At least once every week I leave said leftovers out on the counter all night long...all night, all night. It makes for a very sad morning. Yesterday I wanted chocolate chip cookies. I only had enough flour to make a 1/2 batch. I put them in the oven and set the timer for....wait for it, wait for it, 20 MINUTES! Who does that?! I smelled them burning and just thought it was the oven. Then I went to check on them with 3 minutes left and realized what I had done. Only 6 are edible. So depressing. Everyone knows you bake cookies for 9-11 minutes. Even I know this. Why I thought 20 minutes was appropriate, I'll never know. Actually, I blame the pregnancy brain.
So what is going on in Katana's world right now? The most dramatic change this week: reflexes. The baby is moving now, even though I can't feel it. But I was lucky enough to see it last Friday at my doctor appointment. My nurse practitioner was so nice and gave me a free sonogram. It was amazing. The baby was moving, and "she" looked like a little person. The legs were crossed at the ankles, and the hands were moving around. So cool! I can't wait until I can feel that. Katana is just about 2 inches, about the size of a lime.
So I have to tell you all real quick about my dream last night. I had a dream that I gave birth to a boy, he was 9 lb., 16 oz. Yes I know that is 10 lb., but it made me feel better in my dream to say 9 lb., 16 oz. Anyway, he came out walking and shooting hoops. And I couldn't decide on a name, so I just called him baby. Weird.
Off to read my new books that my Aunt Donna sent me: "Belly Laughs" and "What To Expect When Your Wife Is Expecting" - well that last one is for Bryan, but we all know I'm going to read it, too. Have a good week everyone!


