Yesterday we had another OB appointment. This time the Doppler picked the heartbeat up right away, loud and clear. It was amazing to hear. I think Cody and I both got huge smiles on our faces when we heard it and I didn’t want Dr. Heit to turn off the monitor – I just wanted to keep listening to our baby. The heartbeat was right around 150 bpm….supposedly that means a girl. ??? We were hoping to schedule our sonogram for before Christmas so that we could share the news with everyone at Christmas time, but Dr. Heit said it was a tad too early. So the official sonogram date is set for Thursday, January 6th. Can’t wait!!
Now for the “low” part. Dr. Heit told me I needed to slow down my weight gain. Ouch. I have gained 8 ½ pounds so far and he told me I really should only gain 10 lbs in the first half. Well, today starts Week 14, so I’ve got 6 more weeks to hold steady and only gain 1 ½ lbs. I asked him if we could chalk about 3 of the pounds up to just coming off the Thanksgiving holiday and he laughed and said he’d give me that, but in all seriousness, he told me I need to be better about exercising and only eating 200-300 extra calories a day. I know, I know.
The past few weeks I have definitely been taking the eating for two thing literally and I really haven’t been regular about exercise the entire pregnancy. I’m not sure why I thought I would automatically be the cute pregnant lady who doesn’t gain weight anywhere but her cute basketball belly when really I haven’t done a whole lot of work in that direction. Sigh. I’m sure I sound like I’m making a big deal out of nothing, but for some reason, it was really hard to be told I’d gained too much weight.
So after we got home, I flung myself on the couch and cried. Had me a little pity party. Then Cody, probably feeling very helpless, was being extra nice and doing all these nice things for me, which for some reason made me cry even harder. I was trying to pinpoint why exactly I was crying and I couldn’t. At one point, he was packing up my lunch for today and I saw him marinating some fresh mozzarella for my salad and I started crying over that too b/c at that moment, mozzarella sounded really gross. What is wrong with me??? Holy hormones! I’m sure he was just ready for me to go to bed and start a new day J