Wiggles

So for the past week I've had little faint wiggles.  I woke up one night feeling a "woosh" brush by me (on the inside).  I held real still and felt it again going back the other way.  One thing is for sure after the last ultrasound, he/she is very active :-)  It's not a regular occurrence, but it seems to come when I really need that confirmation.  I think sometimes I'm getting little tapping kicks (esp at work).  I cannot wait to share this with Andy.  I can only describe it for now, but soon he'll be able to feel it too... just a few more weeks I'm sure.

Dreams of the 2nd Trimester

Ok it's only getting weirder...

I'm a sniper and I'm in the middle of an operation and I've found my target.  I've lined him up in the scope and I'm shooting and shooting and NOTHING!  So then I've given up my location and my bullets aren't landing!  I begin running for cover and then I wake up.

Andy and I are going to a nice restaurant that doubles as a spa with massage therapists on hand.  I am excited and we ask if they offer prenatal massage and if they have availability.  They explain that they do have a therapist that can do a prenatal massage, but only one therapist is available.  They take Andy by the hand and lead him into the room while I am left standing in the hallway.  I keep thinking he could at least split the time with me, but no, instead he waves at me as they shut the door.  I'm angry! And then I wake up.

I'm dog sitting for Niki.  She's moved into an apartment we lived in as kids.  She has a bouncy boxer and I feed the dog and then think to bring it to my house to play with Stella.  I start to wonder how this will work since I'm pregnant in the dream and don't want the dog pulling on me too much.  But he works with me and we get into the car.  Then I begin to worry if the dog is male or female since Stella is in heat (also is in real life).  I decide that we'll let the chips fall where they may and go home.  Then I wake up.

Week Thirteen!

  So I'm enjoying the last week of my first trimester.  I am not remembering anything and have a terrible time focusing.  I definitely do not feel much smarter right now.  My pants are reaching their thresholds and by this time next month, I will be out of them for sure.  Niki has moved up the wedding and I am still hesitant to wear formal dresses with a mo-mo belly.  She has been kind, so I do think I'll be comfortable (thank goodness).

This week and nearly in the last three days the belly has popped!  It's exciting to see that my broke down body is finally working on it's own.  Last ultrasound looked great, but they are concerned for my sugar levels and have tested me for gestational diabetes.  I'm praying that the last tests were off due to the large breakfast of biscuits and OJ.  Drank the nastiness today and gave my blood over to be tested.  Should know by Monday if I'm going to need even more tests.  Fingers crossed.