15 Weeks Entry

This is the day we (think) we found out the baby is a boy. This is the hospital where my mom works. This is where, God willing, our baby will be born. This was the first time I heard the baby's heartbeat. 160 bpm. It's early to some on one hand, but I also feel like enjoying every moment, and knowing the baby as much as possible, and loving the baby, as soon as I can, too. We know anything can happen at any time. This is one reason we opted to know the sex, that we talk to the baby, that we are so excited to share it with people. I say "think" the baby is a boy because I told the doctor that I think it's a boy, so she looked, and said, "How did you know it's a boy?" Then we went in for a closer look, and Baby crossed his legs. No peeking, I guess, until Daddy can see. Daddy had to work that day, but Grandma was with me. There are several things I did not know about being pregnant.

1. The crazy hormone-induced dreams. I should really keep a dream journal. I have never seen my brother-in-heaven so much in my dreams, which is nice.

2. Leukorrhea

3. That only 1/2 of women get nauseated, and of those only 1/2 throw up. I am of the latter.

4. Prenatal Colostrum

5. I could wear completely unbuttoned pants with the help of a belly band (why don't they have this all the time?)

6. Nosebleeds and bloody gums (your body produces 50% more blood when you're pregnant)

7. There is no real maternity leave for teachers

8. Something bad happens when you cough or pee and your bladder is not empty

Below is the picture of my sister's Obama water from Inauguration Day. Baby is an election night baby. I guess at the time it was more of a zygote. I feel excited and frightened to bring the baby into these times. I have faith that things will work out. But planning never hurt faith, nor outcomes. We need to figure a lot of things out in the coming weeks.