Nine weeks.

Tomorrow we reach the nine week mark! It's amazing how quickly the past 5 weeks have gone (since we didn't know we were pregnant until week 4/5 of course). The little one is about an inch long, the size of a grape. I haven't found a permanent nickname, but Jonathan's decided to stick with Poppy seed.

Jonathan is also convinced that we're having twins. The very thought terrifies me from a financial resources standpoint, but I suppose we'll just have to wait and see. Because we're still not sure that we'll need a sonogram or whether we'll get one if there's not a need, my research tells me that the midwife would suspect twins based on the pregnancy measuring "big" for the date. So again we'll just see what happens. We're still holding fast on the not finding out the sex of the baby or babies.

It's still early and I try to remind myself of that as much as possible. I am really hoping that things go well in a couple of weeks when we are scheduled for the first official appointment and can hear a heartbeat if all is well. I will probably breathe a huge sigh of relief at that appointment - fingers crossed! And provided all does go well, then I will continue to count down the days until September 11th, the start of my second trimester, which I hear is called the "Golden Trimester."

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Grey-Eyed Mom said…
As sick as you are, I doubt you have much to worry about. My doctor told me "the sicker the mommy, the healthier the baby." Studies have been done and most of them point to morning sickness indicating a lower risk of birth defects. No wonder my 2nd son doesn't even seem affected by his vaccinations!
Missy said…
Sweetheart, I don't want to scare you...but I measured normal for quite a while even carrying twins. Either way, you'll be fine. God gives you what you can handle. Considering we were completely broke when we had the twins, we still found a way to survive. You will be fine, I promise. It sounds like Jonathan is an awesome husband/soon-to-be-father...so proud of you both! I hope you get past the hump and feel better soon. Love, Missy