Over It

So Nugget and I turned 20 weeks today---halfway there!  :)  I'm feeling much better about the situation---or potential situations, rather; other than trying my best at increasing my fluids and calories and just taking it easy and not overdoing it, there's not a whole lot I can do about it all.  I'm trying to justify away these potential problems by thinking that if the doctor was more concerned about it, he would've had me back sooner than 4 weeks.  I know that without an amnio it wouldn't do much good to see me sooner, but that's what I'm telling myself...that it can't be all that bad.  And really, it isn't anyway.  It's not the end of the world; we will deal with this no matter what happens. 

I'm thinking I'm not going to do any "updates" on Nugget's progress the websites and What to Expect books say is happening; it's a bit depressing to read where baby should be and know it's not.  I'll wait until the next check in just over 3 weeks, when I'll know if baby fattened up or caught up to the averages.  Yesterday, I had a lot of pressure and tweaks throughout the day, just generally uncomfortable to bend over in the slightest or put my leg on the other to somewhat cross them; I'd like to think these are growing pains...grow, baby, grow!  I have noticed that with drinking mostly Gatorade (diluted), I don't pee nearly as often as with just water, so it must be doing what it's supposed to and getting into my system better.  I'm happy about that.

In the end, I really am grateful I have had this chance to carry life because for so long I wondered if I could and for almost as long, thought I couldn't.  It has been a blessing, no matter the outcome; and every day I feel amazed and privileged.  I love this little Peanugget with all my heart and it has been so wonderful thus far!!  

On a more upbeat note, hubby and I named the baby on Sunday evening.  We couldn't decide between two names, so we ended up putting them together as a first and middle.  :)  We are happy our peanut has a name; for some weird reason, it just makes it more solid than if we just had possible names, like "here's our list...."  Hubby was already growing more attached to the baby, but after last week's "scare" he has really let it sink in more.  Seeing the fear in his eyes when we were waiting for the test results for leaking fluid is something I'll never forget; and it lets me know that although he may not say it, this baby means the world to him, too.  Every time he talks to Nugget, something hilarious comes out of his mouth; I knew my husband was an occasionally funny guy, but my goodness---he is so much more goofy when he's talking to the baby and it just cracks me up!  I love it!  And I love our little family in the making. 

I'll close with one of the 4D images of Nugget.  The tech said baby's legs and an arm were up near the face from the body being so scrunched up that it can leave "artifacts" on the photo and distort the image of the face.  But you can see the eyes and adorable nose...I can't get over this kid's nose!!  And it looks to me like you can see the mouth and (call me crazy), I think baby's smiling!!  lol  Okay, maybe not smiling, but baby does look rather happy and peaceful in there!  Have a good week, everyone! 

Our 19 week scrunchy Nugget!