QFC is the best store on earth and the heartbeat

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! :)