22 week appointment

Today was somewhat interesting. I got my first total stranger "when are you due?" which means, I officially LOOK pregnant! woo hoo!! I'm out of the "is she or isn't she" stage!

We also had a doctor's appointment today. We got to hear the baby's heartbeat (always a joy!!) and it was strong as a horse gallop at 168bpm :) I gained 5 lbs this month bringing my grand total weight gain to (drumroll..) 7 lbs. My doctor actually laughed that it was (apparently) small for being now over (!) halfway, but said I was doing realy well and really healthy and just to keep it up. She measured my fundal (sp?) height (this is the measurement between the top of my pubic bone and the top of my uterus) and I'm at 23 centimeters. This number is supposed roughly equal the number of weeks you are pregnant (22 for me) — I can't believe I'll almost DOUBLE that before the end of this!!! Can I really stretch that far?

All other things, blood pressure, baby movement, etc. were all ok.

(ok, nitty gritty preggo stuff, feel free to skip if you aren't interested) At one point I asked the doctor if she had any idea when my bbs would slow down on the growth — she said she couldn't say. But she did ask how much they have grown and when I told her, she said "whoa! you're just gonna be a milking machine aren't you?!" Hmm... not what I wanted to hear. Not that I'm not excited that they are doing what they are supposed to be but hearing my doctor so impressed by my growth was just not exactly what I wanted to hear. I was hoping for something more to the "since you've grown so much now, you might not grow as much later," but no, I'm doomed to be the next Dolly Parton! On another note, I asked her what dress size she might expect me to be around August 6th (beautiful Aspen's wedding) and she said to expect about 1 size bigger than before. Woohoo!! Only one size!! I was pretty exstatic to hear THAT! ...now we'll just hope the bbs fit ;-)

Other than that, I spend forever on the phone with the insurance people and I think I FINALLY understand it.... I think.

Oh, and watched American Idol tonight... some of those participants are just SCARY. You'd think before you did something like that you'd have someone tape you so you know what you look/sound like.

Finally, for those of you who commented, painting the baby's room blue has nothing to do with the potential gender of the baby. We still don't have any idea, nor will we until he or she arrives in June. We chose the color as a neutral that was in the painting we picked for the room (see poster above the crib). Mom told me today that she bought some final touches that we were hoping to get from Ikea that they didn't sell online so we will soon have the finishing touches... well, that is until we get crib sheets and all of that taken care of... hopefully as shower gifts (*greedy grin*).

Hope you are all doing well. Baby says hello — well, at least I seem to be getting kicked a lot... oooo that one was to the bladder, gotta go!!!