and now for some big news

Well, I've hid from you all long enough. This time you can even congratulate me. I'm . . .

Yeah, I cropped out the part I peed on (but it had a cap anyway)

We got a heartbeat confirmation at my 10 week appointment a few weeks ago.  I was so nervous for that appointment, thanks to my previous miscarriage.  But I switched doctors (still at the good ol' Naval Hospital though), and I have a much better vibe this time around.  Although I will say that I didn't get any pictures of Baby W!  We didn't even think about bringing our own camera, which apparently we are allowed to do.  And the doc didn't make any copies for us.  I guess after the last time, our priority was just on that heartbeat.  Well, I thought our baby looked like a little manatee.  And s/he was jumping around all over the place, making it hard to get measurements.

I'm 13 weeks along now, making my due date January 23.  I'm bummed because we can't travel for Christmas, but I'm sure it's not the only sacrifice we'll make for our child!  It is so nice having B on shore tour, though, as he is able to come to all my appointments with me with no problems.  Also, thank you military for my free healthcare!  I'm gonna miss that once he's out.

I also sorta hesitated to put this out there because I know so many couples that are struggling with infertility.  So if you want to bash me in the comments or say snide things behind my back for being a "fertile turtle" (um, I got pregnant twice within the course of 3 cycles--rude, huh?), I totally understand.

On another note, don't expect this to turn into some sappy maternity blog where I write mushy letters to my unborn child and bemuse about their future greatness.  Sure, I'll put up a few ultrasound pics and maybe some belly shots when the time comes, and maybe I'll even blog about some of my ups and downs.  (In short, food=gag; flying=awful.)  But I'm still me.  And I think weekly updates are just a bit much.

Answers to questions people tend to ask me:  Yes, we will find out the sex of the baby in week 20.  No, I haven't puked, but I still don't always feel okay.  No, I don't really have a labor plan yet, but would like avoid a C-section.  Yes, I've gained a pound, but it's all water weight.  No, I'm not showing yet, but I look a little fatter.  If you pat my stomach now, it's just fat; the baby is still down in the pelvis.  Please don't pat that or I might call the cops.  If you want to see what's happening in my body and where baby is, check this site out (and stall it at week 13).

And, YES, I am still a bit freaked out that I have a baby inside of me that will soon come out and change my entire life!