I feel like I can breathe again. Since I first found out I was pregnant 7 LONG weeks ago, I couldn't wait for that appointment when my doctor said "You are 99% in the clear now, only 1% of women over the first trimester have miscarriages". I felt an exhale from deep within. I tried to stay positive through the first trimester, but there were times when pains or cramps would set me back and I would start with the "What if" scenarios. So 7 weeks after finding out that there was a little bean inside my belly, I am finally out of my first trimester.
So I think I have had more ultrasounds than some women get their entire pregnancy. Last week, Ryan and I went in for a "routine" exam but when the Dr. couldn't hear the babies heartrate using the doppler he sent us to get an ultrasound. I was a litte nervous, but they had warned me that it is still pretty early to hear the heartrate on the doppler. So after waiting an agonizing 1 1/2 in the waiting room we were finally called in to get the ultrasound. Right away we saw the baby moving about, another sigh of relief ( I think I will just hold me breath for 9 months)! I couldn't believe how much bigger it was from the little cute 'teddy graham' at 8 weeks. It seemed gigantic although it is still only 2 inches! The first thing I said was "It looks like an alien". Sorry my sweet baby, but you did. (Picture to prove it) I think Ryan was a little nervous that our baby is going to comeout looking like E.T. because as soon as we got home he was on the internet googling images of 12 week old pregnancies. I think he started calming down when he saw that most resemble creatures that flew in from Roswell. I still think my baby is the cutest 12 week old baby in the world.
So tomorrow I go in again for yet another ultrasound, my fourth one in three months. I am starting to feel like Katie Holmes. We might as well just have one in our house! At the ultrasound last week they tried to get the measurement of the neck called the nuchal translucency screening. This screening is one of the first ones that test for Down Syndrome. So tomorrow while sitting in the waiting room I will be holding my breath again. I think they should just start handing out oxygen masks in the waiting room. For now, you can see my sweet baby. The best picture is the one of it's little foot. So perfect, so sweet. I can't wait to kiss those sweet toes!
The little foot. You have to look close. That is the bottom of the foot with the little toes.
Still the cutest thing I ever saw!