3 Day Hiatus is Over!

So since Saturday I was freaking out because "Wiggles" aka "Baby" aka "Little Rice" wasn't moving (or at least I couldn't feel it). When I first felt the flutters at about 15 weeks, they were strong and clearly it was not gas. It was a feeling I had never felt before so I knew it was the baby. Ever since then Baby's kicks have been pretty consistent, that is until the weekend came. I may have been really active on Saturday, so I was scared when I hadn't noticed any movement that day or Sunday or Monday! FINALLY at like 4am this morning I felt something that I thought was the baby.

I just came back from lunch with my coworkers where I had some country fried steak, rice, and grapes for dessert. Baby liked one of those things because he/she's kicking me in my lower left pelvic region as I type. Maybe it was the sugar from the grapes. To think, I was gonna go out and buy a fetal doppler just to make sure there was still a heart beat. I was almost afraid that I couldn't call Wiggles "wiggles" anymore. So thank you very much baby for letting mommy know that you're okay.

Movement!

I feel movement! The little baby is kicking, flipping, squirming, and wiggling and it makes me more and more excited. I swear after this wedding I'll be able to obsess over baby names, and baby clothes, and planning my baby shower. I just gotta get over this wedding hurdle and baby will get all the attention he or she wants :-)

Yes Doctor, Take All My Money

So, the pointless doctor appointments are getting old. Every month I have to go to the doctor. Sometimes I get an ultrasound picture and sometimes they just listen to the baby's heartbeat. Now, don't get me wrong, I want to know that my baby is okay, but I can buy one of the dopplar things for myself and just call them to tell them the baby's heart rate. That's clearly all the doctor did today. Took the heart rate and some blood and sent me on my way. When it gets closer to the due date I'll have to go to the doctor every week and I'm not sure how I feel about that if they're just going to listen to the heart beat.

In other news, I finally told my coworkers I was pregnant. My bridal shower was this past weekend and I didn't want them to be there and hear someone mention the pregnancy. Talk about an awkward moment. So I told them, and they were happy for me. I think the biggest hurdle would be to tell my boss, which I'll probably do AFTER the wedding. That's the main reason why I haven't really told anyone. People are driving me crazy about the wedding and I can't have them asking me questions about the wedding AND the baby. So I'll wait, and I'm content with that. I was gonna tell the rest of my chapter sorors that I was pregnant, but right when I was about to send out and email to the listserv, one of my other sorors announced that she was pregnant. I'm happy for her because she was pregnant before but had a miscarriage and I know they were trying for a baby.

The hormones must be getting to me. It's either that or the stress of the wedding; but yesterday I saw this guy hit this cat with a bottle, it darted across the street and could've gotten hit by a car! Joe was in the car with me and I started going on a rant about how much I hate people and how ignorant they are and just started balling my eyes out. I felt it coming, I knew I was gonna cry, but I had been feeling like crying all day and that just set me over the edge. Good ole hormones I tell ya!

I get to find out what I'm having next month! I know Joe really doesn't want to know, but I do, just so I can have some peace of mind. I just won't tell him :-)

It's a baby!

Look at the bean! (That's what I call him/her). I went to the doctor a couple of days ago because I was spotting but and of course they looked at me like I was a crazy woman that worries too much. What else am I supposed to do? This is my first baby so I really don't know what to expect. Anyway, at least I got a not so free ultrasound picture. It was amazing. Every time I moved, the baby wiggled :-), which was a calming feeling to me to let me know everything is okay. It's amazing how the baby went from looking like a little peanut to the form of a human being. I get to bring life into the world and I am honored. Feelings of resentment and depression have definitely subsided. Drinking is not even an option for me because there's no way in the world I want to hurt that little person growing inside of me. I feel like I've grown up significantly in these past 13 weeks. Hell, I can't even believe that 13 weeks have passed. I definitely don't feel sick anymore, and I've come to grasp the fact that I will have to take a vitamin everyday to ensure the health of my baby. My belly is starting to poke out a little bit, but I'm still able to hide it. People who don't know about the pregnancy probably think I'm just gaining weight. And I know one of my coworkers is wondering when I'm going to start working out to fit into a dress that I probably won't fit. I'll be 5 months at the time of the wedding, and I'm not quite sure how I'll fit into a dress that is fitted at the top. I'm not too worried about it anymore. I just want to get the day over with so we can concentrate on SAVING money and putting it towards the baby and our life together.