This trimester got off to a good start... nausea no longer an issue, energy seems to be coming back and migraines seem to be fading. Oh, and those emotional tantrums and tearful explosions were a little more manageable ;) Doctor's appointment on May 25th (second one which would still be considered first trimester, 12 weeks along) shows a very active baby; moving so much the doctor has a hard time catching up to find the heartbeat with the sonogram instrument! Good sign for health reasons but parents beware haha Everything sounded great, heart beat still pumping at about 160 beats per minute and mommy-to-be finally gained a pound.
It was around my 14th week I started to notice a pooch. Well, let's be honest, it was more than just a "pooch", it was a belly in the making. Clothes were still fitting but they were tighter than normal so next stop, bigger pants! My sister Shannon and I decided to go buy some shirts and pants that weren't quite maternity but were a couple sizes bigger than what I normally wear to give my belly room to grow into. Also, they have this new thing out called a "belly band" that literally wraps around your pants so on that fateful morning when you can no longer button your pants, you strap on the belly band and it holds them up for you while providing the comfort of maternity pants! Greatest invention. Still into my 25th week I am able to wear my pre pregnancy jeans because of this lil gadget. I mentioned in the first trimester I had to remind myself I was pregnant because of no physical signs... well that was no longer the case here! Buying bigger clothes and seeing the belly form day by day was reality enough :)
Now we sit and wait for our ultrasound appointment to make sure the baby is healthy and of course to find out the sex!! Matt finally came around to wanting to know the sex for fear the baby was a girl.... he felt he would have to mentally prepare for that haha. From day one I thought it was a girl but funny enough he and I only had a boy name picked out. The ultrasound was scheduled for July 9th (one day after Grandma Powell's birthday and one day before mine... a great bday present!). My oldest sister came with us along with her three kids (16 year old nephew, 9 year old niece and 5 year old nephew). First the tech asks me to go in alone while she does the diagnostic portion of the ultrasound. Having had to drink a lot of water and hold my bladder for this procedure, the ultrasound instrument pushing on my belly was not very comfortable! While laying there, I look at the tech's expressions for any insight as to what she might be seeing on the screen since I couldn't view the screen. She kept letting out sighs, tilting her head and readjusting the instrument. All these signs would lead one to be concerned that maybe something is wrong but no, with a full bladder I was completely sure that the problem was an active baby moving so much that she couldn't get the still shots she needed. Sure enough, she finally said she was having difficulty because the baby was moving so much! Again... parents beware ;) Once that is done, she leaves to bring family in to find out the sex of the baby. For this part she turns the screen so we can all see... to see our baby, more human like than the first ultrasound, moving it's head, arms and kicking like crazy was the most amazing feeling. My niece saw how much she was kicking and immediately said "soccer player!" :) It took a few attempts to get a good view of that "tell all region" but low and behold, it's a girl! I immediately glance at Matt's face and he is in disbelief. He's not sure what to think at that point.
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