Not much happening.

Woohoo kicks!

Isabella kicked Stephen's hand! Someone aside from me has officially felt her kick! It's like some weird pregnancy validation for me. Why? I don't know... I am an odd duck?

How I was sitting I could see her kicks so I *knew* it could be felt by someone else. Poor Steve had to be the closest to me and I am sure he anticipated another 10 minute... "Just wait you'll feel her kick!" session, but almost as soon as he set his hand on my belly she kicked him once and then rolled away as if she were satisfied rofl.

I love this little one sooooooo much!

21 weeks...

Okay, this last week has been by FAR the longest week yet. It crawled by. However, the good news is, I am feeling her move much more. So much that she even wakes me up at night. I am quite happy with that!

I think I look smaller this week, but I am going to attribute that to the fact that I am losing weight left and right. I went from 10 lbs below my pre-pregnancy weight last Monday to 13 lbs below it on Thursday. The GD diet is to blame for the initial loss, but I think stress is playing a bigger role in the more recent loss. Even my face looks thinner to me. Of course the OB isn't worried about it at this point, she says that from 20 weeks on I should be gaining weight now. But I just don't see it happening. As long is Bella baby is growing as she should I am fine with the weight loss, even happy about it, and so far it looks like she's right on target.

As a side note, I am at about the point where I need to go but *smaller* maternity clothes. These ones, that fit fine before, are baggy and my pants fall down. >.<

And so it begins...

I couldn't figure out why on earth I was up at 5:30 am on a Sunday, but I know now. It seems there is a baby girl playing jump on mommy's bladder.

If there were ever a reason to be awake at an odd hour (for me) and smiling about it, that's one of the best in my opinion. And so I say to her... Good morning my sweet Isabella, I love you!

No news today

And in my opinion.. for now... no news is good news. I think I've had about all I can handle for news this week!

Now, at the cardiologist appointment... I am hoping for good news. The problem is minor, or it just doesn't exist, OR it will resolve itself before birth.  I can hope right?

So, back to crocheting her gender neutral blanket that I started before I knew what she was, so I can get started on the ones with pretty colors for her.

Oh, and actually, while it isn't news, she let me know just how strong she's getting by kicking the stuffing out of me last night. I say kick away Bella baby, get that exercise and be nice and strong.

Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup!

Forget OJ and sugary stuff. This baby apparently gets excited by healthy foods. She is kicking (We're going with she until proven otherwise.) like crazy, dancing around in there. I love it! I think it's safe to say she loves it too. This, by the way, is Grandpa's famous Chicken Noodle soup, but made here at home with his recipe. <3

Yummy and doesn't spike my blood sugars!

Just another short heartbeat clip.

It never gets old for me, but I'm the mommy. At any rate, I thought I'd share since she didn't move away so much this morning and I got a good kick out of her as well. I love this little Peanut!

You can hear the kick like a little thump right

around 10 seconds in. : ) I love that I 

can feel them now!

I feel like such a lucky mommy.