I must apologize for the delay...I went away for a week and then I thought my
computer was down. It turns out I didn't turn it on all of the way...Hey! I
have been distracted lately. My baby was sick, the cats are driving me
crazy...in other words "My dog ate my homework..."
I went to the doctors two weeks ago and the verdict is in-they are moving my
due date two weeks to March 14 instead of the 1st. I happen to think they are
way off base but who am I to judge? I am only the lowly vessel of baby making
and know nothing about my body. Let me just say that throughout my last
pregnancy I predicted everything days before it happened. If my doctors would
have just listened...but I digress. So, I guess even though I have behaved
quite negligently in my journal writings, I am really right on time.
We heard the heartbeat and I immediately thought "It's a girl!" but all along
I have thought it is a boy. I went through this period of indecisiveness with
Olivia at about 4 months and by 7 months I was adamant once again that the
baby was a girl. I was right! My husband's family has only produced three
girls in over 150 years. One was Olivia and the other two were twins. When
they called out "It's a girl!", my husband was incredulous. He had a bet with
the nurse anesthetist that the baby was a boy. He was wrong- and out ten
dollars. The heartbeat was around 156. Will the wives tales hold true?
I haven't gained any weight yet but they don't seem to be concerned-yet. We
go for our ultrasound the beginning of next month and I am excited and a
little nervous. They look to see that everything is OK and I so hope and pray
that it is.
On a lighter note- I have felt the baby move for a number of weeks but only
now am I sure that was what I have been feeling. "Ollie" does a little dance
for me at night now. It is very comforting to feel the small movements of
life.
As for the wedding, I did not look like a burgundy chiffon beach ball and had
a lovely time. Olivia was very charming to all and danced the night away with
her very handsome daddy. The whole day was long but very enjoyable. I mostly
didn't even look pregnant. It isn't that I don't like being or looking
pregnant- I love it!!! I sometimes feel that I have not been NOT pregnant in
almost two years! Just one night I wanted to feel slim and sexy
and...Nineteen again I suppose. Shame on me! My girlfriend threw out the
Victoria's Secret catalog along with everything that was not purely pregnant
women or baby supplies the minute it arrived in the mail for the entire nine
months and then some. I'm not quite that bad, but I do long for a glance at
my feet that lasts longer that the length of time it takes to shave my legs-
and that's only when I am feeling ambitious. I now look like I am 7 months!
Dear me, what a wonderful and wacky ride this is. I have seen the movie but
they have changed the story line!
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