12 weeks 3 days. This past Thursday I officially crossed the massive first milestone. Now....why exactly the crap don't I feel better? There's something not so entirely miraculous about finally hitting this huge goal and yet still dealing with nausea. Supposedly...according to so many authoring experts...I'm supposed to feel better. Sooo....where is it??? But, honestly, I am quite elated over making it to this point. Remembering back to 5 weeks ago when the number 12 seemed like forever and a day away. Maybe another week or two and the extreme exhaustion will fade and I will suddenly look up and realize I haven't been sick in days...and I have more energy.
12 week appointment revealed growth of just one perfectly healthy baby with a swiftly beating, perfect little heart. Measuring 2 centimeters behind in uterine size as I have done every single baby pregnancy before, everything looks perfect....such an amazing thing in life when one is told that they may never carry another baby again. Baby is nestled deeply within and played a fair amount of hide and seek before being able to get a good count on "her" heart rate. Once again, I am convinced this is a girl due to how typically girl this pregnancy has been...but would be absolutely delighted to finally get a 6 man team going for the boys. It'd be fun for Ivye to have a sister so close in age but given her feisty, fiery personality I'm quite sure she can fully hold her own if she ends up sandwiched between a ton of boys. Excited husband has already deemed unborn baby his sweet Charlotte Miel and has begun calling her his little Charlye. I'm hopeful that if Charlye turns out to be a tiny boy in need of a G name he won't exactly emerge with a complex. As for boy names....who knows. I'm a bit ready to stray from the G's and go with some other non G names I love such as Wyatt, Micah or Wade. The idea has been tossed out there to maybe use these names as middle names. So, maybe. Right now the only G's we have left for any amount of consideration are Gatlin...which the children are in love with.....and Graham...which I am in love with. We'll see. I really don't think it's a boy so I'm not too worried about it. And, if it is, then we'll have some fun going through names.
I did have to break it to the children that there is only one baby. They were all quite convinced there were two given how entirely sick I have been over the last 2 months, knowing the Lord had answered all the prayers that have been lifted up by each of them for twins again. Disappointment prevailed momentarily but, as they always do, they moved right on into each making their own gender prediction. As for me....I am quite content with one. Despite the fact I would carry twins every pregnancy if we were blessed to be that entirely prolific I am quite content with life and my one little growing baby nestled within.
Back to running. 2nd trimester, lots of energy to eventually come, no more nausea and some beautiful weather. So it is with the dawn of a new week I will continue to run and keep a cleaner house, and cook a little more since I will actually have the ability to tolerate food.
I think we're gonna have a baby come early Nov!!! 12 weeks 3 days. Now just to get past the 14 week mark. Perhaps the obsession with it all won't quite be as prevalent.
Pictures to come. Since week to week is getting entirely boring and nothing ever seems to change I have decided to go month to month. I'll get one done this week to mark 12 weeks and then won't do it again until week 16, then week 20.
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Hang in there....try as best you can to enjoy the nausea, just knowing it is a healthy sign. I would love to be in your shoes, but that's evidently not where God wants me to be right now. Our baby is 4 1/2 and OH, how I yearn for another.
Marie
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