The Duet

Today I am 11 weeks pregnant. According to the nurse I am one week and one day away from the second trimester. Would a party be superfluous?

Since my last post we went through a bit of a scare. Well, a pretty big scare but things have gotten better. I'll just say that implantation bleeding can happen and it is highly underestimated. Everywhere you read about it you see the word "spotting". That term did not apply to what I went through but the doctor says he has seen it before and advised that I stick to a leisurely pace. So that's what I've been doing since last Wednesday.

I had a follow up appointment today and for once we didn't do a sonogram. The nurse used the fetal doppler to listen to the baby's heartbeat and it was the coolest thing. At first, all you could hear was my own heartbeat and then she found the baby's. I could hear both of them at the same time. This isn't the first time I've heard the baby's, but it was the first time I heard them together. For some reason it just made me feel really connected to our Guppy. Like we are a pair that is in this together. Mother and child. Pretty awesome.

"Sometimes", said Pooh, " the smallest things take up the most room in your heart."
~Winnie the Pooh

Hello Guppy, Bye Bye Bagel

Just a quick update.

I'm still making somewhat frequent trips to the doctor because of the continued spotting. Evidently I'm one of the "lucky" ones who has implantation bleeding from the placenta attaching to the uterine wall. *sigh* It's just scary since any book you read will basically say that spotting is reason to run to the emergency room as soon as possible. Stupid pregnancy books. I've pretty much sworn them off the same as the internet. All of them besides the daily book that tells us what our baby is up to. I think my favorite part so far is reading about how our babe has all it's fingers and toes now. Cute, tiny little fingers and toes.

I called the nurse today to update her on the situation and she told me to go ahead and come in. The sonogram showed our Guppy measuring 10 weeks and 4 days (2 days ahead of schedule, but the measurements can vary quite a bit). Heartbeat was great and the little guy or gal was jumping around and kicking it's little legs. It was absolutely the most adorable thing I've ever seen.

The 24/7 nausea and sickness is still hanging around. It's both a blessing and a curse. What sort of sick person can thank God after throwing up? A pregnant woman who just wants to know that her baby is okay. So loosing my bagel this morning was fine by me.