Two Milestones in One Day!

I hit two milestones today!

First milestone: good-bye embryo, hello fetus! We’re officially in the second trimester today. Baby M is the size of a lime, so of course I celebrated with a strawberry limeade. It’s only a coincidence that I’ve been drinking one a day for the last couple weeks. In case you forgot what a lime looks like, here you go:

Second milestone: I officially cried for absolutely no reason today. I was just sitting there, minding my own business, trying to find the perfect high chair (why are the wooden ones so darn expensive?!), and switched to the new Star Trek movie. I love this movie. LOVE. I’ve seen it a million times. So imagine my surprise when I felt myself tearing up as soon as Captain Robau boards the Romulan ship. Then, when I see Kirk telling his in-labor wife that he won’t be joining her on the shuttle, the waterworks turn on. I was sobbing. Why? Was I not expecting Kirk to sacrifice himself to save his wife, newborn son, and crew this time? I really don’t know. I couldn’t explain it. Justin came upstairs and looked just as surprised to see me crying as I was to find myself crying. I launched into a short tirade of why I felt Kirk shouldn’t have to sacrifice himself, and he (very sweetly) explained why 1) I was wrong, and 2) that I was crying, not because I all of a sudden felt an extreme attachment to the father of James T. Kirk, but because I was *gasp* pregnant. Apparently crying for unknown reasons is a thing when you have hormones going crazy in your system. Who knew?

In honor of my second milestone, here are a few wishlist items, all from


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The Disappointment of 10 Weeks…

My first appointment was a bust. The midwife was out at a delivery. Being pregnant, I, of course, had an emotional breakdown in the middle of the waiting room. Poor Justin sat there, stunned, just trying to figure out what in the world could be wrong with me. No sane person would cry this much at the prospect of a rescheduled appointment, especially since we could just come home and listen to Baby M’s heartbeat with my snazzy new fetal doppler. But logic has no place in a nervous preggo’s head (sorry, Leonard Nemoy, but my #1 fan status will be resumed in 7 months). A trip to the Burger Stand, the First Friday Art Walk, and friends had me feeling much better by that evening and I was able to concentrate on the good news of 10 weeks: a fetus! That’s right, no more embryo, a fetus! Complete with bending limbs, fingernails, and hair! Baby M is now the size of a kumquat, which sounds so much cooler than the equivalently-sized fruit, the plum.

My rescheduled appointment is Wednesday, so hopefully I will have a sonogram picture to post soon! In the meantime, here’s a picture of Laika during the stressful Super Bowl.

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