Pregnancy

4 weeks

Its been a few days and I still can’t get used to the idea that I’m pregnant. I thought about doing a pregnancy journal, but then I hardly have any time to update this blog, so its unlikely that I’ll be able to pause and reflect in two different places. So heads up to whoever does read this thing, this blog is going to get ultra personal. I mean, I’m blogging about a creature in my belly, its hard to not make that personal.

So whats going on? Husib is 4 weeks along. Why Husib? Back when J and I brought Layla our little fuzzy mutt home, I promised her that she would always be my first born, and then when J and I started talking about having kids someday, we would joke around that it would be Layla’s human sibling, or husib, and it stuck. So now I have a husib. Yes, I do realize, this is very silly. 

According to http://www.thebump.com the husib is the size of poppy seeds now. Over on the bump, they love to compare the embryo/fetus to food items, which is great except, it makes me think of all sorts of inappropiate things when I see the food items like the olive makes me think of a dirty martini.

In week 4, now safe in your womb, the ball of cells (blastocyst) splits in two, becoming the embryo and the placenta. The amniotic sac and fluid are forming around baby, and will act as a cushion for the next eight months.

As for me, I called the doctor today. I have to go give a blood sample friday morning and on May 10 I have my first appointment with a Nurse practitioner who will do an internal ultrasound and date the pregnancy. Yipeee. In other not so happy news, I’m a little frustrated because I just found out that husib is going to cost us a little more than I had budgeted b/c my insurance year is from July to August, meaning, I have to pay two deductible, one for before July and one for after August. I hate dealing with insurance stuff. blah!

But overall, I feel good, I have no real pregnancy symptoms except for sore boobs, fatigue and a little cramping and tightness in my abdomen. Sometime if I don’t think about it too hard I even forget I’m preggers. 

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