Showing posts with label Week 12. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 12. Show all posts

Sunday, January 24, 2010

11 weeks 6 days

I'd seen this survey before, but couldn't find it so big thanks to my friend ShellShockedMama for posting it on her blog.


How far along?
11 weeks 6 days
Weight gain/loss: Loss. 3 lbs.
Maternity clothes? Yep -- and I am not ashamed. Justin's parents got me a gift certificate to Old Navy for Christmas so I found some cute maternity pants on clearance and bought 3 pairs! I doubt I'll ever wear real pants again.
Stretch marks? Not any more than I already had.
Sleep? Only seems to come when I should be awake -- I think I might be nocturnal.
Best moment this week? Will be tomorrow. 12 week mark.
Movement: Not yet.
Food cravings: Anything salty and not healthy. Darn little one is a junk food junkie.
Gender: I feel like it's a boy, but Justin swears it will be a girl.
Labor signs? NO!
Belly button in or out? In still.
What I miss? A deli sandwich or chili dog.
What I am looking forward to? The NT Scan we have scheduled on Tuesday, Jan. 26.
Weekly wisdom: Eat what you can, when you can and pray it doesn't come back.
Milestones: I am the most pregnant I have every been.

Is this for real?

That question is one I have been asking myself every day since Dec. 3, 2009 -- the day we found out I am pregnant -- again.

Last year was a tumultuous one. We tried for months and finally succeeded in September only to have it taken away before it really began. So when we saw those two pink lines again I couldn't help but think that it could all be over just as quickly as it started.

After weeks of paralyzing fear, I think I've come to realize that this might actually be happening. Today I sit here almost twice as pregnant as I was the day we lost our peanut. It is an amazing feeling to know that I might actually have my forever baby in just under 7 months.

So while the ride might be bumpy -- the biggest one being my expanding belly -- I am determined to enjoy the journey. Bring it on: the good, the bad, and even the hemorrhoids. Well, I could probably do without the latter.