Went to the doctor on Tuesday, 1/13. I'm now 20 weeks. Which makes me feel a little better since I have now pasted the point where I lost Amelia. Everything looked good. I measuring 22 and I had a "weight jump." She said that could be due to the holidays, or if I don't think I overdid it for the holidays than it just might of been time for a little growth spurt. I promise I'm not sitting her stuffing my face with food. There are days that I have to remind myself to eat and not starve the baby. I convienced this was a natural growth spurt. Whatever...
Baby Ava's heart beat was 150. I was never so glad to hear the little pitter patter of her little heart since I don't really feel her movin' and groovin' yet.
I've gone thru all of Isabella's old baby clothes, and hung some of them up. Need to get a dresser to go with the awesome mirror I got at The Dump so I can put the rest of the clothes away. Really wanting to get the nursery done ASAP because I know time flies and I don't want to be scrambling around at the last minute. Still need a crib, since I had given Isabella's away the month before I found out I was pregnant. I was convinced I wasn't going to be able to have more kids and saving that stupid crib seemed like a waste. Oh well, once again I was wrong, but I wanted a new one anyway. Also need to paint the room and get rid of the wallpaper the previous owners had in there. Would of worked if I had a boy, but not a girl.
I have a headache (which is a daily occurance, but this one is really bad) so I guess that's it for now. Darn hormones!
And The Struggle Continues
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