Bigger and Better

...that's me.

We did take a photo last weekend. I have to upload and crop the two pictures we've taken so far. Not enough for a time lapse sequence, but enough to see something happening. (Actually, from the tiny thuds in my abdomen, I think something is happening right now. Though sometimes I think I'm imagining it.)

This Thursday we get to see the Superduper Sonogram at the Specialized Sonogram Shack, or whatever it's called. (No, not one of those in the mall--just the ultrasound specialist.) I thought the image we previously saw (and posted) was pretty much it for what kind of image we would see, but apparently it's standard to get a very detailed one around 20 weeks or so, which is coming right up.

This is the one where people often find out the sex of the baby. However, we are not going to try for that. If it's a pain in the butt for the technician to not see it, then of course they can't help that, but we're not going to purposely try to find out.

Now getting frequent morning nosebleeds, but mild and not particularly bothersome. It Beats the Barfing Stage, which will now be my standard for rock-bottom misery.