We're only 12 weeks along at this point, but have been to several OB appointments already. Nothing quite prepares you to gaze upon the grainy screen, powered by some unknown magic or science, and see what must be your baby - so far only the size of a little lime - sitting it's sack of warm and delicious amniotic fluids. The heart itself looked like two jellyfish swimming quickly in opposite directions with tentacles tangled up together, pumping blood to our baby - who last time we checked appeared much like a gummy bear.
"Congratulations Sir, you're the Father of a healthy, 7lb bouncing baby gummy bear!"
Instead of posting my own photos of a pregnant sweetie, I'll let her do it, and point you in the right direction. I'm sure she'll be able to give a more firsthand catalogue of the tale should you be interested. In the weeks ahead, sometime in early April, we'll be halfway along and get the chance to see more - including the presence or absence of a peculiar appendage that will tell our doctors a certain something about what exactly we can expect to receive in the later parts of August. We'll be sure to spread the info to friends and family so they may adequately purchase either pink or blue. That will be an exciting day indeed.
In the meantime, I continue to work within my wife's cravings (read more here), head to the gym when she's inclined to dance the night away, and offer more than the usual number of back rubs, scalp massages, and hugs. No complaints here. :)
cravings and dancing the night away?! pregnancy sounds great :) you are the best..
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