So - had another dr's appointment - one which went MUCH better than the last one. Everything looks good so far and my dr should be back from Maternity leave soon - most assuredly before surgery. I admit - I'm getting antsy... only roughly 9 weeks to go and I feel like I've gotten nothing done yet for the baby. We're going on the 15th to a private facility for one last attempt at discerning the gender of my little tadpole... My first, he did not move like this. When he kicked, it was painful - a sharp kick to the ribs, bladder socker, and the like. This one - s/he just rolls around. Doesn't really "kick" really just rolls. It's crazy. My belly honestly looks like a waterbed that someone just got up off of. I'm enjoying this pregnancy as much as possible... I'm going to miss it. I really am. But - I just can't see taking the risk of having one more - even if I'd really love to. Of course, I think I'd spend my whole life pregnant if I could - as much as I complain, as much as I whine, there is such a sense of well-being that comes with pregnancy. I'm probably healthier now than I have been since I was 13 years old. How crazy is that... I'm hoping to keep it that way too.
~S
Posted by Shade53 at June 10, 2006 07:31 AM