Alive and Kicking....All Two of Us

Well, I'm back....or I think I am. For those of you that don't know already, I'm having a baby. I have been completely OUT OF COMMISSION for weeks because of fatigue and morning sickness. Honestly, morning sickness is the worst thing ever. It's this feeling unlike any other stomach ache, and it's constant. I dream of the day that it will just GO AWAY, which I am afraid to jinx myself but I think it may have. I say this because I had started to feel good then I had a ton of trouble with my teeth and now have to take antibiotics. They are making me feel ill at the moment, not the morning sickness. I will live under this delusion until my pills are gone....T- 4 days.

We went to the doctor today and heard the heartbeat for the first time. Its unexplainable to those that don't have kids what an amazing thing it is to have a little baby growing inside you. I had the biggest grin on my face as I heard the whooshing of the heartbeat. Then I started thinking.....this is SO freaking weird. I know it has been done forever and animals do it too but I still maintain it is down right alien to have a baby grow inside of you. I guess if I were told I would lay an egg and my baby would come from that it would be just as weird. I don't know the ideal situation but all of this is strange, strange, strange.....huh what about the stork idea....yeah that's the one I like.

Well, due to the fact that Wyatt came one month early I am thrown into this whole new bracket of pregnant women. It is very likely that I will have another early birth....they are offering me this weekly shot that is supposed to help prevent that. Only kicker is, it's not FDA approved. So do I take something that potentially stop my baby from coming early and having to spend time in the NICU like Wyatt did. Or do I walk around with a time bomb waiting to burst at any time. Needless to say I have a lot of research to do....yipee, oh how I love research....not!

I will try to be consistent with my posting on here....but bear with me as I might even forget I have a blog. Stupid pregnancy brain.