If you see only quotes posted over the next few days, it’s because a) I think they’re really good ones and b) I’m preoccupied with shopping for baby stuff or resting. My ability to sleep fades in and out, so I’m sleeping whenever the urge strikes (except while driving and such, of course).

We had our baby doc appointment yesterday. All is well. So far I have only gained a total of four pounds, which is in keeping with my goal and with health recommendations for women who are significantly overweight. The Doppler heartbeat was loud and strong, and the doctor found it instantly, whereas last month she had to search awhile and it faded whenever baby moved. We’ve got our visits scheduled almost to the delivery date (their calendar couldn’t go that far ahead). We meet her once more in early May and then three weeks later (end of May), followed by several visits two weeks apart, and then weekly visits beginning in late July. Tick tock! On Sunday I reach the halfway mark (20 weeks), and I’ve a feeling life will fly after that.

I’m one big hormone these days. Not crabby, but easily schmoopy and moved to tears. A woman brought in her six week old boy to the yarn store the other day. He was so small and perfect, I couldn’t take my eyes off him (those amazing tiny fingers!). Then it hit me. Soon I’ll have a baby of my own, and the idea of this becoming reality overwhelmed my tear ducts. I’m showing now, too, very suddenly. It’s as if I popped like a Butterball turkey thermometer. A friend looked at me and said, “Your body has said yes.” This happened the day or two after the good news about the amnio. I know, some of you want photos. I haven’t been diligent about taking them weekly, though I’ll try.

I must scoot, as I’m to meet a friend soon to discuss the baby shower. (A baby shower! For me!) She loves coordinating such things and she was the first to ask/offer, so how could I say no? She’s a gem.