Overall, it’s been a good week. On Monday, we went back to
see the obstetrician, and had a much better visit than last time (not that last
time was horrible - I just felt like I was being scolded about my
"excessive" weight gain). This time, at 18 weeks and a few days of
pregnancy, I'd only gained a pound since my last appointment, which brings my
total weight gain to five pounds.
I felt pretty good about that, and apparently the doctor agreed, since the first thing she did when she walked in the room was offer her congratulations and her hand to shake. "That's great. What did you think changed to cause that?" So I told her what had changed since last time (and these ideas were pretty much the same ideas I had about why I had gained more weight than she wanted me to last time) - I'm only sleeping 8 hours a night instead of 12 or 13, I'm not feeling like puking whenever my stomach gets anywhere near empty, and I've got a lot more energy in general. My "diet" secret!
My blood pressure is also pretty low, and she said that my "urine looks good." Heh. Also, Geoff got to hear the heartbeat this time. It was still amazing to hear it, but it didn't wow me as much as it did Geoff, I don't think, since he'd never heard it before. "That's the coolest thing I've ever heard," he said afterward. "It was so fast!" He smiles a lot more now when we talk about the baby, and my belly. I think he feels more connected to it since he’s heard the heartbeat. I did, too.
They also took blood from me downstairs in the hospital's lab. Seven vials of blood. It's a good thing she didn't warn me in advance that she'd need to fill seven, or I might have freaked out. As it is, I just said, weakly, while she was on vial six, "that looks like a lot of blood," and she smiled and nodded.
My dad sent me some money to spend on maternity clothes, and it only took half of the money to pay for my Old Navy order. My maternity clothes from Old Navy arrived this week, and I'm feeling a lot better about my clothing situation. Everything that I ordered fits! And I even like all of it! This weekend I'm going to visit my mom, and after I told her how much trouble I had finding maternity clothes, she has apparently scoured Muncie, looking for sources of clothes for me. We're going to check out a consignment store there in town, and maybe make a trip to Indianapolis, too.
In my new maternity clothes, and with my expanding belly, I've noticed a lot more glances at my midsection. Yesterday I wore a knit turtleneck, and at least ten or fifteen people here at work must have glanced, surreptitiously (but obviously, to me), at my belly. It was strange but kind of nice - the more obvious the pregnancy is to other people, the more real it feels to me, too.
Yesterday I made an appointment to have an ultrasound - we'll be going in on Halloween, when I will be exactly 22 weeks pregnant. We're both pretty excited about finding out whether it's a girl or a boy!