Today marks 20 weeks of pregnancy... which I find ironic because you're not actually pregnant for the first 2 weeks from when they start counting. But who really cares about 2 measly weeks? Well, most women around 38 weeks gestation do, but I won't be there for, what, about another 10 years, right?
It is nice to know there are (hopefully) less weeks ahead of me than behind me for the rest of my pregnancy. This first trimester was surreal. Fred was gone for almost the whole thing. More strange was the absence of morning sickness. *I AM NOT COMPLAINING* It was just a little disconcerting, since I had varying degrees of it with my other pregnancies (I sound like a baby factory).
We had our big ultrasound on New Year's Eve day. Gregory's been excited about this baby, so we made sure it was ok, and brought him with us. We showed him a few sonograms on YouTube, to prep him... those alien shots weird ME out. When we got there he actually was quite interested... until he saw the screen saver on the computer across the room- it was of fighter jets. How could a fuzzy shadow of a boring baby possibly EVER compete with THAT??
SO, with my ever expanding belly (for the record, she looked around thoroughly and confirmed there is only ONE baby in there... just for future reference as my pregnancy progresses and I am brave enough to post pictures of myself) we just resume life, with the exciting prospect of our last addition half way here!
They wouldn't let us film the sonogram itself. This is a video of Gregory watching wide-eyed, with his mouth wide open the whole time. It was dark in the room, but I think I'll try re-loading this because it doesn't look like the video processed at all.