I felt terrible how much I was slacking on here. No Monday Meal Plan, I couldn't look at food until about 11 weeks. I lived off pb&j and chicken noodle soup. Poor Mark was left to fend for himself on all meals. All I wanted to do was cook him something each day but the sight and smell of it just didn't let me get there.
The house is in less than perfect condition. A lot of laundry to be done, dishes to be washed and a TON left to pack. I have had no energy to do any of it. Thankfully Eliza still naps regularly so I was able to get some extra sleep in throughout the days.
My sister is back to working and going to school full time so my weekly sitter wasn't available anymore. I am sure hopeful the blissful second trimester comes quickly.
We went to the OBGYN when I was roughly 8.5 weeks. This is a new DR so I wasn't sure what to expect. She came highly recommended by an Ashermans friend who used her and successfully had a little girl earlier this year.
The DR is beyond wonderful. She is sweet, caring, attentive and very reassuring. She did an ultrasound and it was amazing to see the little bug. Eliza got to hear the heartbeat, although she said it was too loud.
Here is a picture from that appointment. Not the greatest, as the Dr said, this is a wiggly one!
Eliza didn't say much more, didn't seem too interested or really understand what it was. Every night when we go to sleep she asks if she can kiss the baby. That night, as she kissed my belly she said "I saw you today baby, I love you.". I DIED.
So here is to hoping for an uneventful few months. Hopefully we start to feel the wiggle and giggle of the baby soon. Hopefully our move(s) go smoothly and I get back some energy.
Thank you to all of you who prayed for this miracle in our lives. We know without the power of prayer and the miracles of The Lord, this little bug might not have ever come into our would. Thank you.
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