Bébé Maybe

After having to make the drive to Illinois about 30 times... we're done! Last Monday I had an ultrasound at 10 weeks. It was delayed by a few weeks thanks to having Covid. David was able to come in for it, which was exciting.  Everything about it went well. The baby was measuring at the perfect size, the heartbeat was strong, and they were moving around quite a bit. We even saw them wave at us with their little arm stub. We got to hear the heartbeat for the first time instead of just seeing the flicker. At the last ultrasound I could hardly see anything because it was so tiny. It was fun to actually be able to see the shape of a baby. A good check-up means that I'm done with the fertility clinic until I want my next kid. Now I need to find an OB in this area. It seems very daunting to find someone that's good enough. I'm still having a hard time celebrating. I have excited moments but it's hard to fully accept it and believe it's actually happening. David wants ...

I made it 8 months without getting Covid... not so lucky in month 9 of the pandemic. We have it! I got it at work. Which in hindsight seems inevitable considering I'm in very close proximity to other people all day (our classroom is crowded). There is still lots of good news. Neither of us was super sick. We both had one day of feeling kind of gross with a very low fever of 99 and a headache. That was followed by about a week of a mild stuffy nose. Honestly we are lucky because pretty much every cold I've ever had has been worse. It was amazing to get 2 weeks off of work. I've been so tired juggling school, doctor's appointments, and teaching dance on top of not feeling well due to medication side effects/pregnancy. The timing was also great because the time off coincided with feeling nauseous a lot of the time. I don't know how I would have handled being at work all day while trying not to throw up. Our quarantine officially ends tomorrow and it's a little bitt...

As of a few days ago on Monday, I'm considered 2 months pregnant.  Wait... let's rewind. Just over a week ago (on 11/2), when I was considered 7 weeks, I kind of saw the baby for the first time. I say kind of because it was an incredibly grainy, blurry image. I basically saw a tiny blob. The cool part was that I caught a glimpse of the flicker that's the heartbeat. That was exciting. The part that made me a little nervous (there always has to be something lol) was that it looked a little smaller than it should have. I mean, at that point the baby is only about the size of the cheerio. Apparently it's pretty hard to measure something that's that tiny, plus it wasn't positioned close to the wand so it was hard to see. That said, I have hope that the size is fine but it was just too difficult to get a clear measurement. That doesn't mean I wasn't eagerly awaiting the next ultrasound. The doctor said that if by the next one it had grown and still had a hear...