Thanksgiving

I can't believe Thanksgiving has come and passed. It's almost Christmas. A time when I should be celebrating with my baby. Yesterday was hard. I did my best to keep my mind off things, but it was hard that it seemed as though no one remembered Dylan. He should be 6 weeks old. Keeping me up at night, learning to smile, and watching the world pass by learning something new every day. But we have so much to be thankful for this year.

On Wednesday we had an appointment with Dr. Kim. We went over our usual appointment type things. Then he tried with the dopplar to find the hearbeat. But he couldn't find it. I had myself prepared for that. So he tried with the ultra sound. He could see the baby, but couldn't get in close enough. So then he used the vaginal ultra sound and sure enough...there was Sprout moving around and his chest moving with every beat of his/her heart. It was wonderful. We got a picture and I'm going to put it into our scrapbook for the new baby. I can't believe I'm going to be 12 weeks on Monday! It's going so quickly!

On December 13th we have a 14 week ultra sound at the Peri's office. That will be nice to see. I'm hoping (wishful thinking) that we will be able to tell the sex then. It would be such a great Christmas present! I pray more than anything that this baby will be healthy. But I know it will. I can feel it in my heart.

If it's a girl, we are going to name her Abigale. If it's a boy, Alexander after Pop. It would be such a great tribute and I could only hope that their personalities are similar.

That's about it for today. I will write more later!