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Good-bye Trimester #1!





January 7, 2007
Officially beyond the first trimester. Everything is looking good. Heartrate as of January 4, 155 beats per minute. Despite going home to North Dakota for Christmas and eating everything I could, I only gained 3 pounds since my last appointment. I am pretty excited about that. My weight, according to the doctor’s scale, is 1** lbs. (Thought about listing the actual weight, but then preferred to keep you guessing!) I have gained 3 pounds each visit. No real belly to speak of, but a belly is forming. It seems difficult to differentiate baby from fat. Lisa loaned me all of her maternity clothes, which has been wonderful. I am wearing some of the jeans, but can still fit into my own dress pants. Chris and I are getting more and more excited. We have been doing research regarding carseats, strollers, cost of baby food, diapers, daycare, etc. Despite the research being fun, we have to hold off with purchasing until the 23rd. On the 23rd, we will hopefully find out the sex of our baby. Chris and my Dad are convinced it is a boy. I guess their thoughts are simply thoughts, whereas, Lisa, checked out the Chinese calendar prediction method, which concludes the same. I am feeling really well. No more food aversions and my energy level is average. I was having some headaches, which did concern me due to a high blood pressure reading at a previous appointment, but my doctor indicated there was no correlation. All in all, everything is going well. We are eagerly awaiting time to pass.

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Lisa said…
I am now typing for the second time now that I know I need a password, user name etc... I do love reading your blog. You are very brave writing your innermost thoughts:). I can feel your excitement when you write. Congrats and I can't wait until the 23rd when I know if "baby" is a niece or nephew!!
Love,
Lisa

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