I showered up and got ready for my day yesterday thinking I looked like a huge gray tent in this maternity dress I was wearing. I did not feel like I looked cute-huge, meaning, pregnant-huge. I was just going through some rude self talk that I tried to ignore. I was at QFC looking for Chad's protein powder when this delightful QFC worker asked me when I was due. I was so caught off guard and I felt this woosh of emotions run through my body. I was so filled with joy all of a sudden I did not know what to do! I thanked her and told her she made my day, I was due in January, and so on. I asked her how she knew and she said I had that pregnancy glow. I left the store and instantly started bawling crying in the parking lot because I was so honored. I felt in that moment that reality that I am now a mother. Being a mother is such an amazing and incredible honor and when she asked me when I was due, I just felt such gratitude for my situation that I could not handle it. It was awesome.
Today was our second doc appt and it was a quickie. It was alot of question and answer and I realize that Chad is not embarrased by anything. I have put the disclaimer out there twice for Chad before I ask my questions. I say, "Chad, you might be embarrased, but I am going to ask her about my xxx." Every time he says, I am not embarrased, Case. You dont need to say that every time!" I probably still will because I think I say it more for me than him. Anyways, everything looks great and we finally heard the heartbeat. It was loud and strong and about 160bpm. I was surprised it did not make me emotional but it was awesome to hear. I did get my dad in trouble when I was discussing labor and delivery with the midwife. We were discussing natural vs. medicated births and I told her I think I want drugs. She said, why have you changed your mind since last time and I said because my dad told me not to be some "sort of crazy health muffin." I think our midwife is a lesbian so that might be why the word muffin seemed to really strike a chord. She was not happy with that advice and she really would not let it go. She kept saying muffin under her breath the rest of the appointment. I thought it was hilarious.
August 31 is our ultra sound appt when we get to see the baby and find out if baby is a boy or a girl. Sorry Bob and Mona! We are going to find out and I cant wait! :)
Chad and I went bowling with my team from work and I am 19 weeks prego here. We had a blast! The baby has really started kicking this week. Last week it was light taps and this week they are definately getting harder but they are still light. Chad was able to feel one which was so awesome. It's tough because I will say, "Chad, the baby is kicking!" and he will go to feel it and he cant because its so light or it stopped. He finally got a good one and his face just lit up. He is going to be such a good dad. We find out the sex and see how the baby is growing on Monday. I am excited to finally get to use my baby's name whatever the sex. We are both excited just to see a picture of the baby again and see how beautifully it is growing. I have to go into work on Monday but I have the next two days off work just to go register. :) It is fun because now all the people I work with and often customers can tell I am prego. I have gotten alot of comments and it is really fun for me to talk about the baby. The ladies from catering all look at me with the side tilt and the "she is going to be a mother" smile. I love that. They always ask how I am doing and it is really nice. Off to the dump today to make room for the nursery! We are going to make our dining room into a cute little nursery in the near future. 
