Week 14

Hey Babycakes!

Today is a really special day.........#1 We have made it into the 2nd trimester!!!! WHAAHOO!! #2 it's my birthday today! I am 33 years young today. I have received lots of birthday wishes through cards in the mail, texts, emails, Facebook, and of course in person from friends and co-workers. It's days like today that really make a girl feel loved! It was a really nice weekend with friends and family and of course your Dad.

Here are a couple pictures from our family dinner. We had homemade lasagna and garlic bread and your Auntie Allison made an AMAZING cake for me.

  

This is the lady who should be there on YOUR birthday:

Dr. Janowiak!

We had an appointment today (yes, on my birthday) - but it was just a quick and easy check-in. I heard your heartbeat for the first time ~ strong and healthy. You were wiggling around a lot (but I can't feel it yet) and she sent me home with a few new pictures. Doc said I could have a half a glass of wine to celebrate my birthday ~ so I did ~ almost. I poured it, tasted it and promptly spit it back out. Apparently wine doesn't taste good to me right now ~ good thing. 

Oh ~ and her prediction is that you are a girl :) Here you are:

I think you are waving at me ~ 'Happy Birthday Mom!'

Here is the Pregnant Chicken Blog Post for the week ~ it gave me a good laugh ;)

Second trimester! Can I get a woot woot? Have these been the longest weeks of your life, or what? By the time you have this kid people will say “My that was fast!” and you’re gong to wonder what parallel universe they’ve been living in. Personally, I found all those weeks to be the longest of my life. Now I’m impatient and I worry which is never a good pregnancy combo because pregnancy is slow and it gives you a lot of time to read about scary stuff and hear horror stories from oblivious idiots (my band name if I ever start one).

If my calculations are correct, you’ve made 8,000 googled inquiries because you’ve, panicked that you’ve eaten something you weren’t supposed to, freaked out because your body did something weird, and/or had someone tell you that you should be doing something that you haven’t been doing so you’re scared that your baby is going to have gills.

Sites like to lay folic acid guilt and listeria panic on you, but I’m going to tell you this: stuff happens, but most of the things you do or don’t during a pregnancy are screw turners and not game changers. Now, wait, wait, don’t write me angry letters, all I’m saying is that if you go about your business and lead a healthy, reasonable life then there’s no reason you won’t have a perfectly healthy baby.

As for that little weeble causing all the anxiety, he or she is a looking more and more like a little person everyday with facial expressions and working plumbing. Your baby is about the size of a lemon but that’s lame so I’m going to say a cupcake. Your baby is the size of a delicious cupcake with sprinkles on top.

 

mmmmmm ~ Love ya Baby, me