One of the first things the tech said is..."you have got a wiggler here", pretty much the same thing the doc said. Only when I said I wasn't sure if I was feeling anything, she was sure to let me know that I am going to be wanting the days of not feeling it very soon as this one is going to be keeping me up quite a bit....vunderful. We went in there not wanting to know what we were having and thankfully that was our plan as wiggler wasn't going to allow us to see anything. The little one had it's legs crossed tightly throughout and also decided to take to being further mysterious by covering its face for the entire time
If you look at the pictures, you will see four different images. The top left is our little one, top right is showing wigglers brain, bottom left (in the circle) are the nostrils & lips but its arms prevented us from seeing a clear view, and the bottom right is wigglers foot.
I've been feeling myself as of late but with an exuberant amount of energy. Last week I worked my 3 days in a row (I do 12 hr shifts) and was ready to go nutso by the end of them, debating if I was even going to go in on Wednesday as Tuesday was brutal. Wednesday was a better day and figured I was done until Saturday (did a shift swap to work the Saturday) then not back from my next set until Monday (today). Somehow that all changed though when we were in the bank getting the stupid cheque for our old landlord and I got a call for overtime. I debated then decided I would do the first 4 hrs (1930-2330) but somehow said I would do the whole night shift on Thursday. BAD mistake, it was a gong show but at least it went by fast. I am not really used to working the night shifts, worked one in August and before that, I hadn't done one for eons. So then it was Friday off, back Saturday then took some more overtime on Sunday for 8hrs. Thankfully today was only a 4 hour shift but the next 3 in a row are all 12s....advice for the ones who can't think straight....don't take overtime and set yourself up like I have....doh.
Earlier I said that I haven't been feeling anything but I think now that I look back on things I may have been feeling some flutters. It wasn't until Saturday night though that I became really sure of this and boy was it a special moment. Many of you know how close I was with my grandma and how hard of a time I have accepting the fact that she passed away before celebrating the biggest events in my life. I just can't seem to come to terms with the idea she is really gone despite a few years have passed us by and everytime I start to get a little down, my thoughts turn to her and I realize she is no longer here and it still kills me inside. We found out I was pregnant only days before what would have been my grandma's birthday which was pretty special. Then on Saturday we felt the first movement, both of us and the timing was very surreal. January 15th was the anniversary of my grandma's death so kind of a hard day for me. That evening Ted sat down beside me to ask me how I was doing with it and I did my best not to cry (successful) but was getting emotional. Then I played a song many of us link to her, Hallelujah sang by K.D. Lang (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_NpxTWbovE&feature=player_embedded), I thought I felt something so put Ted's hand on my stomach and he felt it too. I don't know if feeling your baby move for the first time together could be any more special then that. I know she is still here with me and always will be. When we went to my parents for dinner last night, my mom was also able to feel the wiggler and now I know this one is definitely a wiggler as I am feeling it a lot. Nothing intense, just many flutters throughout the day.
Well, I think maybe I am going to go take a nap now and bid you all adieu. Until next time...
P.S. There are probably several grammatical errors in here but it's a blog right, so no judging allowed :)
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