10-week appointment

We had our 10-week appointment today. The doctor tried to hear the heartbeat on the Doppler, but of course prefaced it by saying, "It's probably too soon to hear it."

And of course, it was. So we had to "settle" for an ultrasound.

And what fun -- I graduated from the vaginal to the regular ole abdominal ultrasound. I missed the vaginal inspection. But alas, I made do.

So we got to see the baby. It was still blobish and it was a pretty low-quality machine, so we really had a hard time seeing anything. She showed us the heartbeat, said it was good, and showed us the chambers of the heart.

Of course she could have been showing us my colon and the digestion of the Wendy's chicken sandwich I ate for lunch and we would have nodded and said sure, sure, we see it.

That was it. No picture, no heartbeat count. Nothin.

Well, all righty then. I gained a whole pound in four weeks. And my stomach, yeah it's way bigger. So that's pretty cool.

So all in all, a rather boring appointment. She gave me the OK to paint but told me to wear a mask when we're ripping down the drywall and whatnot. So yeeha, home remodeling, here we coming.

T-minus-6 days til the big move. And we're about 1/3 packed. But I am going to have a PackingPalooza this week while Josh is in Bloomington and I stay home by my lonesome. Not even any kitties to keep me company.