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Thursday, March 1, 2012

9.5 Weeks

Note: I use the terms "he" "his" "boy" "guy" etc. loosely in this post. Reasoning being: I think it's a boy. However, they give no definitive information to the gender of our child.

Yesterday was such an exciting one! It was our scheduled ultrasound to see the heart beat. All day I was nervous. Worried about not being able to see it, or what if this, what if that. I couldn't keep calm. Finally, Stefan and I headed over to the Doctor's office. We quickly went back and did all the fun stuff like answer a million questions, get more blood drawn (which always consists of more than one nurse trying to get blood from more than one prick cause my veins are so small), and leave a fun urine sample. Finally the Doctor came and in got right down to business. His first words when starting the ultrasound were "Yup, he impregnated you!". This gave Stefan and I a good laugh. He then zoomed in on the little heart beat and we saw it beat nice and strong! It was so exciting and the whole thing became so much more real! At first, the little guy was sleeping but after some probing he woke up and we saw him kicking around. I just fell in love with this little 7 centimeter tadpole inside of me. He was sucking on his thumb and just playing around in there. Stefan and I were all smiles! The Doctor gave us some fun portraits to take home!
I love it! You can see his little contours and his big fat head! Love at first sight!
We of course had to celebrate with a little date to Pizza Factory. I am obsessed with their salad bar!

I can't even begin to explain how blessed I am to have Stefan as my Husband. I love him with all my heart. He has been the most loving and supportive person ever through this emotional roller coaster. He does everything for me. He is understanding and never gets upset with me. I feel like I am the laziest person in the world. I can hardly get out of bed in the mornings, I barely get ready, I go to work full time, and then school full time. I am sick full time and when the day is over, all I wanna do is go right back to bed. Stefan is constantly asking if he can get me anything from the store that I am craving or rub my feet. I would be SO sick of me at this point and he is just so extremely patient. Last night, as I watched a movie on the couch and laid there anticipating vomit, he folded 4 loads of laundry and put them away. What a hunk. I can't even thank him enough for all his support and love through this. I am one lucky girl!

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