Delightfully Dull

I just love boring doctor visits. Eighteen weeks today and the ultrasound looked good.  I'm feeling movement more often now, which is very encouraging.  She's kicking me right now and I love it!  I don't remember Miles moving so much.  He was born still at 18w5d and I think he actually died at either 18w0d or 18w1d.  Of course it's a very anxious time right now, but it hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be.  I was fearing worse at this point - heart palpitations, chest pain, and paralyzing terror like I've had in the past.  So far, nothing like that :)  Still, it's plenty stressful, especially in the mornings.  I can barely function until I feel some serious movement or check with the doppler to make sure she's still alive. Please keep those prayers coming - our little Mei-mei just has to make it.

I am praying that this little girl is born nowhere near March!  My first daughter was born in March, so despite my plan to do nothing extra this month, we are having a party at our house this Saturday with all her school friends.  She was promised a party long before I got pregnant and realized March would be a scary month.  So I'll have lots of six-year-old girls here doing makeovers on each other, making flower arrangements, and loading up on sugar.  Hopefully it will all go off beautifully.  I wish I were a few weeks further along so I could tell Tania our good news for her birthday, but I'm still hoping for three more weeks of consistently good appointments before breaking the news.  If we can make it to that day we'll have another great reason to have a party!