|This was taken today at my OB's office. I was supposed to be 8 weeks, 2 days. However, they changed the date to 7 weeks, 1 day. Which means I am due July 29th; that happens to be Missy's 18th birthday! Ohhhh, the irony!|
I saw the heartbeat. It was so strong, just fluttering away like a lunatic butterfly. I didn't tear up like I thought I would. There was an ultrasound wand stuck up my hoo-ha and I had to pee really bad while she was doing the ultrasound. All I could think was, "This is so awesome and I want to keep looking but sweet heavens I am going to pee all over the place." I only got one picture which was sort of a bummer but I know considering how old I am, that I'm going to get lots of ultrasounds and I'm sure I'll be able to wallpaper the bathroom with images by July.
I love you already, Fergus. I'm tired and you are destroying my hair, and I can't wait to meet you! Just stay put inside and I'll feed you good stuff and I won't drink or do any crack and you should grow into a healthy baby before we know it!