Admittedly, it was an emotional night of The Biggest Loser – I mean, WOW, what changes they have gone through, and boy, those reunions were pretty heart-wrenching, but I MUST have crazy hormones because I haven’t stopped crying! All the great news and the bad (Laura’s hip stress fracture) – sometimes reality TV is all too real, you know? But then again, the ladies reading this blog know how great a “good cry” feels – especially if you aren’t actually sad.
And I most certainly am not. Today, even though I am still hacking up a lung, was a GREAT day. Today I heard the little squishy bass beat of my baby’s heart (139 bpm)and saw the little raspberry (literally – he/she is the size of a raspberry) swimming in this little black sack inside my belly. Cool, eh?
This early ultrasound was scheduled by my doctor as a means of putting our minds at ease after the miscarriage we suffered back in November. I didn’t realize this was an option, but once, at this juncture – 8 weeks – you hear the heartbeat and know all is developing properly, your chances of not miscarrying are a lot better. So. Phone calls were made to the grandparents and the parents to confirm that all is well, and now the fun really starts…
If only I can shake this cold, and get a bit more energy on a daily basis, then I would be jumping and singing and full of happy sunshiny charisma. However for now I will settle for a calm peace and contentment and get my butt to bed to see if I can sleep without hacking up a lung!
What a great day, though!