It’s still so early in my pregnancy, but already I feel like I am showing. I know I felt this way last time too, but maybe not until somewhere between 8 and 10 weeks. This time I am 7 1/2 weeks and have already gained a couple of pounds (I have been HUNGRY all the time) and my stomach is definitely sticking out a bit. Three days ago at church someone who had not been told of my pregnancy as far as I can tell congratulated me. I asked how she heard and she said she could tell as soon as she saw me. Yikes. I am still wearing all my regular clothes. They may be a little tighter, but not by a whole lot. But, yoga pants are definitely more comfortable.
I had my much-awaited ultrasound on Monday. Those three weeks were at least as slow as three weeks during the IVF cycle. Seeing the heart beat gives me so much more comfort and confidence that things will be okay and that I’ll have a baby at the end of this. I had been hoping that there might be twins in there, but there is just one. It is hard to be disappointed with one strong, healthy hearbeat. But it definitely makes it way less more likely that we will ever have three kids… Mike is open to the idea of doing IVF again in the future, and we do have that one embryo frozen, but I am not sure if I want to do it again. It is just so much. I’ll probably change my mind when I hold the newest little baby and realize how much I want to do it a third time… Or maybe we’ll have two babies and a dog. Or maybe I’ll find that two is as much as I can handle. I don’t thrive on chaos and noise like some people do, so maybe two will be enough.
Today is Max’s second birthday. He is definitely reaching the “terrible twos” but is generally a joy. He is incredibly verbal for his age. Yesterday he told me his cold milk was “refreshin’”. Too cute. Happy birthday Max!! We hope that by your third birthday you have a little brother or sister to celebrate with!
