So working full time, two toddlers, and pregnancy don't mesh well in a blog world. Obviously. So I'm still pregnant. Did you know that the 3rd pregnancy seems to be the longest.freaking.pregnancy.in.the.entire.universe. You didn't? Well it is... for me anyway.
It's been the most miserable pregnancy thus far too. Morning sickness (which I never had with Gabriel, and had for like a week with Kellie) lasted, ehhhhh, 16ish weeks. I pretty much died on the couch every night after work. I'm surprised the family hadn't shriveled away. I couldn't cook, I couldn't even see or smell meat. AWFUL. BH contractions also started at an awesome 14w4d... and they haven't stopped. RLP....go somewhere please?!
Anyway... A/S went relatively well. The tech pointed to a spot on baby's heart, which was a bright white spot. They can usually mean nothing, but can also be a soft marker for Down syndrome or Trisomy 18. Now I had the 12 week scan and testing to see what the odd of these two things were anyway, and my odds were pretty slim. So a couple percentage increase likely means nothing. I go back to the doctor on Friday, so we will see from there. In the mean time here is a picture of the little babe.