I've been meaning to post for weeks. I've been trying to think of a cute new blog title because I couldn't figure out how to remove the automatic import setting to Facebook. Not everyone needs to see my blog in their news feed, you know? I finally figured out how to fix the problem.
Anyway, I'm sure everyone reading this already knows the big news: I'm pregnant. We're due late April/early May. I'm not a fan of due dates. It's really a due month. If you already know my actual due date and can remember this far in advance: please, please don't call me every 12 minutes on my due date and the day after to find out if the baby is here. I've seen too many women feel rushed and like a failure if their baby is "overdue" - Thanks, but no thanks. I'll announce it via blog and Facebook the moment the little darling has arrived. Until then, only call if you have a reason. Otherwise you'll get a cranky, tired preggo explaining that no, the baby isn't here yet. Thanks for asking.
If you haven't gathered, pregnancy has only heightened my own worst character features. I'm snarkier, bolder, and less patient than usual. I'm sure you can gather how much fun this is for Carl. He's overjoyed. Last night I (apparently) attempted to whollop my husband in my sleep. Unfortunately (for me, not him) I happened to be facing the bedside table and punched it instead. My hand hurts and I have a lovely white crescent on my fingernail to document the injury. I suppose it's for the best...
To answer the burning questions:
- Yes, I really am pregnant.
- Yes, I'm still going to be a doctor.
- No, I'm not crazy.
- I'm due the end of April.
- I feel great so far. No morning sickness - just general food aversion.
- I have gained -5lb. I say -5 because I've lost 5lb thanks to the aforementioned food aversion.
- I'm not showing yet (see photos). Anyone who claims that I am forgets that I started 15lb fluffier than normal and my stomach is just squishy. Yay.
- We will be finding out the gender. Despite previous statements, we actually don't have a preference in gender anymore. Boys are awesome, so are girls. We'd be happy with either as long as it's happy and alive. We will know the gender sometime after Thanksgiving, as long as the little squirt cooperates.
- We have names. They are not up for debate. I don't care if your childhood drug-addict neighbor had that name, you'll have to get used to it. Opinions are not welcome. (See, I told you I was snarkier than usual) - I apologize to all friends that previously received my unsolicited opinion on baby names. I get it now. Please forgive me.
So, on to the pictures.
Our Love Story from AuroraC on Vimeo.
11.5 weeks
Arm and abdomen at 12 weeks
Face at 12 weeks (see the eyeball?!)
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