14 weeks

Wow, I remember when I had like 253 days left to go, thinking "It's going to take FOR-EVER (think kid from Sandlot) for this baby to get here" and now I'm down to 182 days.

I had a doctor's appointment yesterday, and we got to hear the heartbeat. At my last appointment, I was 9 weeks and 6 days, and the doctor said the baby was probably too small to hear anything but that he would try. He tried, and thought he heard something, but I was not convinced. But this time, I actually did hear it. There is really something growing inside of me (except now, I want to hear it again for reassurance).

I have been so blessed to not be sick sick sick. I can't imagine trying to work, take 14 credit hours, and be a sick person all at the same time. But, happily, certain foods have lost a lot of appeal, mainly sweet things (and I am NOT complaining). The prenatal vitamin still causes issues, and I have to go to bed RIGHT after I take it, or off to the toilet I go, but other than that, I know I've had it pretty good.

No belly yet, which is kind of disappointing. Aaron told me that I shouldn't complain because as soon as I do start to show, I'm going to complain about showing. He's right. When I was in middle school, and all of my friends were starting their periods, and really needing to wear bras, I remember being so JEALOUS. And then I started. And wished for menopause.

The ultrasound is scheduled for November 18, exactly 4 weeks from now, and that's when we'll see if the baby will put on a show for us. I'm really hoping the baby cooperates, because the ultrasound tech told me that it helps to see the baby if you have a full bladder, and if I'm not going to pee for the whole day then I want it to be worth something.

I still haven't gained any weight, I've actually lost about 12 lbs (which is exciting) and does that mean that I don't have to count weight gain until after I've gained back the 12 lbs I lost? I'm thinking I might do that.

Leaving the baby stuff....

Aaron and I went up to Zion National Park last Friday to go canyoneering and hiking with Glade (Aaron's dad) and a couple of Glade's friends. I didn't do the canyoneering, but I am proud to say that I conquered Angels Landing (a 5 mile hike up a mountain and back). It was kind of embarrassing having this 51 year old guy asking me if I was okay, and it was definitely pride that kept me from stopping. Glade and Aaron thought I was slow because I was pregnant, haha, we'll let them keep thinking that.

I got to spend Saturday with my mom in St. George, and we went Christmas shopping and got caught up on all the things that you miss out on when you live 350 miles away. That evening, Aaron & I drove the rest of the way down to Overton and spent Sunday with my family before driving back up to Provo. Kim & Gary were there too, because Gary's little sister Cali was getting married in Mesquite, so it was a nice family reunion.