Happy Thanksgiving!
We're in the third month! It occurs to me that I'm posting one week behind what I should be...so let's catch up, shall we? Peanut, this past week, you "officially" became a fetus, as opposed to an embryo. Jared and I don't think in those terms--you are our baby, and a person, no matter how small. You also grew to one inch in length and tiny muscles started to form.
This coming week, you will grow to an inch and a half, about the size of a prune. Bones and cartilage will be forming. Your tiny knees and ankles will start forming, and your elbows are already working! Tiny baby teeth will form and your stomach and kidneys are working hard. If you are a boy, you will start producing testosterone this week. We love you very much.
As for me...wow, morning sickness is really digging in! The last four days, I have felt sick almost the whole day, with dry heaves/vomiting 2-3 times a day. Breasts are sore, visiting the bathroom a lot, still feeling tired a lot. Also, I've noticed that I really don't like sweets as much. Lemonade and sweet tea taste like liquid sugar, and it's awful. I have no desire for chocolate, ice cream, etc. I would rather have acidic or salty foods. Milk is also really good.
It's one week until I go to the Birth Center for our "first" visit. They will try to hear the heart beat, and I really pray that they will be able to find it. Last time, they couldn't find it, and I spent another few days thinking everything was fine, before we found out for sure that Angel was gone. This time, if they can't find it, I will be wrapped up in anxiety and dread. While we're talking about Angel, her due date would've been in another nine days. Love you, Angel. Miss you.
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