Monday's Thoughts

We have finished our 7th week. I still can't believe it sometimes. Our first MW appt is on Thursday. I am getting excited. I want to see our little peanut's heartbeat. We have been talking about when to tell people this time. A few of our closest friends know now but we haven't decided when we want to tell our co-workers and church family and others. Last time we decided we were going to wait until 12weeks and then we miscarried at 11wks. That worked well in the sense that I really prefer to grieve privately, but it was really hard to pretend everything was fine, especially when I was at work. I have a tendency to wear all my feelings on my face, so while several people could see the ache in my face they didn't know why. So this time I have this feeling that telling earlier, say at 8 or 10 weeks, will be ok because this baby will be fine, but I am also afraid to give in to that idea.

On the left is how our baby's hand looked yesterday and on the right, how it will look in two days. That is amazing!

On a very sweet Valentine note...La was soooo sweet Saturday. I had to work and she surprised me and showed up with 20 little cupcakes- from the best cupcake place in town- for me and my co-workers and brought us lunch- in a picnic basket no less- from our favorite little Italian deli. Tuscan chicken sandwiches and orange balls, which are these little rice balls filled with meat and sauce and then the whole ball is lightly breaded and baked. They are soooo good! It was the best valentine's day to have to spend at work. I love you, baby!

My belly symptoms still rotate between nausea, hunger and indigestion- all. the. time. This morning I woke up twice between 4 and 7 and my stomach felt normal and it felt so good. I just wanted to savour it because as soon as I take 20 steps in the morning it all starts again. I am sipping peppermint tea which I was told would help. I was thinking maybe we should start our belly pics this week. :-)