I heard the baby's heartbeat at the midwife's office today. Like I said, wow! I can wholeheartedly report that the thrill I got when I first heard that swish-swish-swish was in no way lessened by the fact that this is my fourth baby. It is a miracle, plain and simple. After all our heart-related drama with Margot, it gave me a very primal, protective thrill to hear that ancient sound. Isn't it bizarre when you consider that pregnant women have TWO hearts inside their bodies? Of course, if you have children, you know what it is to have your heart walking around OUTSIDE your body.
I got the great news that all my bloodwork was perfect, as was my blood pressure. An added and unexpected bonus is that I've actually LOST weight...thanks to the nausea and my determination to eat more healthily to grow the strongest baby I can.
In about three weeks, I'll have my 18-20 week ultrasound. I was set on finding out the baby's sex, and now I'm not entirely sure! I like the idea of preparing Jude for the possibility of another sister (he claims he doesn't mind, although he tells me he's hoping for a sister so that he'll actually get a brother...reverse psychology, anyone?). I enjoyed knowing Margot's sex before she was born; we named her, and we all felt very connected to her even before we met her.
Still, I also like the idea of my husband announcing the baby's sex upon his/her birth.
Maybe I'll find out and keep it a secret.
Who am I kidding? I'll have him/her named the same day and will tell everyone I know.