A First Time for Everything

The last two weeks have been full of "firsts" for me. The first and most shocking of these events occurred when I realized that I need (and I mean I literally need) some comfy shoes. It's true. Even a self proclaimed stiletto warrior could use a good pair of comfy shoes while pregnant. Mom and I hit the Outlets and scavenged our way through Easy Spirit and some other strange mom-shoe store I had never set foot in and finally settled on my first pair of cushioned wedges. Can you guess the comfy pair? (I admit that it's sort of a trick question. I didn't say guess the ugly shoes. Who do you think I am?)



While we were there we also hit up the maternity store and bought some new dress pants to accommodate my growing belly. Aaah that's better.

Another fun first is that Drew and Shantel asked us to be Andrew's Godparents. We are so thrilled. We have loved him so much the day that we found out Shantel was pregnant. He is the sweetest little guy!

Last weekend baby and I stood up (or stood out) in Kelly's wedding. We had a nice, relaxing day getting ready and I was feeling pretty good after hair and make up. I even felt pretty good when I put my dress on, that is until I looked in the mirror. People say there is an "awkward stage" of pregnancy when no stranger in his right mind would dare ask if you are expecting because you could just as easily just be chubby. There is no doubt that I am in that awkward stage. I tried sucking in my belly and covering it with my flowers as much as possible, but as the night rolled on I just let her loose and obnoxiously told everyone I met that I was kind of fat, but mostly pregnant. We had fun at the wedding, but I really overexerted myself. I danced to about half of the songs and we didn't get home until 2:00 am. When I woke up the next day I couldn't move a muscle I was so sore. I felt so bad and was so worried that I mostly just slept the whole day. I'll try to post some pictures when Kelly gets them back.

We had another doctor appointment today and the heartbeat was 145. I have gained four pounds, but it sure does feel like more. We had to meet with a different doctor because Dr. Avery was in a delivery. He was a crusty old guy and I wasn't a huge fan mostly because of a conversation we had about the baby kicking. He told me that I would probably feel the baby kicking soon, and I told him that I thought I could feel it as early as 14 weeks. He proceeded to tell me there was no way unless this was my second baby and I knew what to feel for. Maybe he is right, but since he is a man and has never had the honor of feeling a baby kick his belly, you would think that I would know what to feel for before he would, right? The truth is that the feeling I had at 14 weeks is the same feeling I still get only now it is stronger. I think it feels like a twitching or like someone is flicking my belly from the inside. Sometimes I feel it often and then other times I won't feel it for a few days. What else in the world would be flicking my uterus if not for a baby?

We scheduled our next ultrasound for October 2nd. That is our anniversary weekend and I can't think of a better gift than learning if our baby is a he or a she. I can hardly wait!