Things are still chugging along ok for us. I'm feeling pretty good no real serious morning sickness a little tired, but pretty good.
I have an appt with my family doctor first thing on Monday. Feels weird going back to him after everything I have been through. But I need him to refer me to an ob/gyn in the city, because I do not want the ob I had been seeing before here in my town. Plus I really want to deliver in a bigger city. Our hospital, doesn't have the greatest reputation and i trust them more in the city, it's less than an hour's drive, so I think it will be fine. Plus now that I am only working 4 days a week, I can always schedule my appts for my days off.
I still don't really believe this miracle is happening to me. I thank god every day for this wonderful blessing. I try not be anxious. Although, things still worry me. I know that's normal. I know it's still pretty early in the pg and I definitely appreciate that anything can happen at any time, so I am definitely not taking anything for granted. I am just really trying not to let the worry get the best of me and rob me of the joy I feel.
I will feel better when I get to my doctor in the city and I get a 12 week u/s. A few more weeks of stress and then hopefully I will have some reassurance that all is well with the Little bubble in there.
I swear my waist line is burgeoning, I am a chunky girl to begin with, so no one will notice for quite some time I am sure, but I notice in the way that my pants fit and the hardness of my tummy, already it is uncomfortable to lay on it.
Keep us in your prayers and thanks for all your congratulations and warm support!