Picture I took from a hot air balloon race we attended in June.
I guess I’m good at keeping secrets. I’m pregnant and due around Thanksgiving. Just this week I passed the “viability” mark of 24 weeks so it feels like this just might turn out well. Call me suspicious or paranoid (wait, you already did that back in 2010!), but I’m just one of those people who doesn’t always think things will go according to plan. It took awhile to achieve this pregnancy and so I’m not taking it for granted.
What am I having? We didn’t find out. In fact, if you elect not to find out at my OB/GYN practice, they don’t even note it in the anatomy ultrasound report. So no one knows! It’s a little maddening for me, but my husband loves surprises. Why take that from him?
Hot air balloons are pretty, but I’m scared of heights — no thanks!
Where’s the belly picture? I’m not ready to publish one right now. Because it took me a bit to get here, I’m sensitive to women like me. Last fall it would have been a little tough to read a pregnancy announcement or see a surprise belly — I’m not ready to do that to anyone. Also, being pregnant is not exactly flattering. I’ll be sure to put up a picture in the next month or so — before I really swell up.
That may explain my occasional flakiness in blog posting over the past months — sometimes I just had to go to bed. In general, my symptoms this time have been more mild than before, but I’m more tired than I was the last time. Chasing Charlie accounts for that, I’m sure.
Nutrition continues to be at the forefront of my mind — in fact, it’s more important than ever. I’m sure to blog about that a bit in the future as well.
So there you go!
Big changes coming for this little guy (Enjoying the hot air balloons)