What a peach!

13 weeks and 5 days later and this Dressler baby-to-be is supposedly the size of a peach.

Seriously?  Only a peach?  The tummy is feeling more like it's the size of a watermelon!  :)  I'm so grateful for all the growth and development of this little peach of mine.  (I'm sure as the weeks go on, there will be another nickname- still within the produce section.) 

When I first went to the doctor to confirm my pregnancy, not once did she say, "Yes, you're pregnant."  I did not think this was standard practice...especially after having taken 5 or 6 tests at home.  The doctor just kept calling me back week after week for more blood tests to track my horomone levels.  After the 5th blood test I finally asked her why she hadn't confirmed anything.  She said, "It's not that you're not pregnant.  It's just that I want to make sure the pregnancy is viable.  I wanted to make sure your horomone levels were consistent." She proceeded to explain how there are many times when a woman is pregnant and then for some reason, early on, it just doesn't become viable.  Because I had caught my pregnancy at 5 weeks (I think), my doctor wanted to make sure I was headed in the right direction.  Once she thought the pregnancy had been proven completely viable, then she too became very excited about this little peach.  At first I was kind of upset at not having had this confirmation so early on and definitely felt scared out of my mind that something would happen to this pregnancy before I could even announce it to my family...but later I realized that my doctor must see so much happiness and disappointment in her office every single day that she was just looking out for me and I'm thankful for that.

So now that our peach is continually growing, I find myself touching my tummy all the time...hoping I can already feel him/her (even though at this point, I'm sure I'm a bit early).  With every short breath, back pain, or moment of nausea, I touch my stomach, thanking God for this baby and for the ability to watch and feel it grow.  It gives me a sense of connection to the baby, even before it's born.  It's such a strange feeling to be pregnant.  It's an "out of body" experience so-to-speak.  It doesn't feel like my normal body, in the most amazing way possible-(Yes, even with the headaches, back pain, dizzyness, sickness, etc.)  I'm thankful for it all.

God Bless,
Kat