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June 18th, 2011

I thought today – I am so glad I was invited to do the 365 project last year instead of this year… I know now why my friend Kristen (who was pregnant for half of 2010) only blogged for half of 2010.

Here’s the pic of the pregnancy test.  Sorry if this grosses you out, but it really is the most effective way of knowing you are pregnant!  The directions on the test tell you to wait 2 minutes to read the results, but when it shows 2 [positive] lines immediately, it’s not going to change in 2 minutes.  I did wait and read the test after 2 minutes, at which point I took this picture.  I thought it was worthy to note, seeing as how I broke the news to Kevin this way.  And, I did wrap it up in a plastic bag and throw it away.  I mean, I did pee on it.

This was our very first look at our little peanut, taken May 25th.  I immediately saw his/her heartbeat, and I cried!  We have another picture of the heart rate, which measured at 165 bpm.  (Any guesses on gender now?  Which actually, I Googled and found to be a myth, that you could guess the gender based on heart rate.  The heart rate fluctuates based on week gestation.  The doctor is just listening and measuring for a good strong heart rate that isn’t lower than 100, which could be a sign of impending miscarriage.)  In this picture, the baby measured 1.92 cm.  So tiny!

This is the ultrasound picture taken June 9th, at which I was 11 weeks and 1 day.  This was also the one that made it to Facebook.

Today I also thought about each of my pregnancies and how far along I was when we broke the news to everyone…

- with Carlee, it was at 10 weeks, because we found out I was pregnant about that time!
- with Kennedy, it was at 8 weeks.  I took the test right at 4 weeks, we hadn’t been to the doctor yet, but we told at my birthday party.
- with Colby, it was at 12 weeks.  I knew I was pregnant right at 4 weeks, but because it was my first pregnancy, our first appointment was a “general health and wellness education session” with a nutritionist, I guess?  She didn’t do or say much in the way of what I should eat, she just wanted to make sure I wasn’t using drugs or alcohol.  We weren’t allowed to see a doctor (because of our insurance group’s procedures) until 12 weeks, and even then I had to see the group’s midwife because my doctor had to do an emergency c-section that day.  I did tell my principal at the time I found out; I figured if anything happened to me or the baby, I at least wanted her to know.  I also wanted pictures so we could tell our parents in a special way.
- with this baby, it was at 5 weeks.  (or 7 weeks, or 8 weeks, depending on which due date we were using).  Another reason we wanted to tell was because I was feeling so sick right there at the beginning…  I didn’t want anyone to think I had relapsed on my liver stuff (which was actually one of my first thoughts.  I am so glad I was wrong!)

For only a few days now, I feel the baby moving this time of night (ahem, morning?) – around 11 or midnight.  It’s the first time all day I get to sit still, and I feel so at ease when I feel this tiny thing moving in my tummy.  I know all “the books” say you’re not ’supposed’ to feel the baby until later on in your pregnancy, but I say that’s all hogwash.  I’ve been pregnant with 3 very active children, and this one will fit right in with the bunch.

I’ll get back to blogging about the rest of that bunch sometime soon.

Entry Filed under: Carlee, Colby, Faith, Family, Kennedy, Life