A kicking baby

My latest post is at my ‘real’ blog narrating kayoz. It’s about being seventeen weeks pregnant, feeling the baby move, and being completely over the first trimester depression. And feeling a really big kick tonight, earlier than I did with either of the other kids.

I’m still a little ambivalent about where I blog – blogging over there, with the awareness that not only my blog community, but also most of the rest of my community, will potentially be reading (via facebook), does affect how frank I am about some things. But it had started to feel too weird to blog over there and not mention the pregnancy at all – I tend to have a lot of blog posts that combine different subjects. So I’m updating there now instead of here, and eventually I’ll import all these posts into that blog and close this one down completely.

In the meantime, the first trimester remains here, but for future posts see narrating kayoz.

The baby has a heartbeat!

I can’t believe I didn’t blog last week about hearing the baby’s heartbeat for the first time. I ‘facebooked’ it – yes, I’m not being secretive anymore* – and emailed a couple of people, and forgot all about blogging.

I had my last check-up with my fabulous GP, before my equally fabulous midwife takes over. It took him ages to find the heartbeat, while I was lying there thinking my every fear was being realised. He did say something like “Sometimes it pops right up, and sometimes it just takes a while,” which was sort of reassuring but… well, only sort-of. But eventually he did find it, and it was all good.

I had moreorless made it completely public before then, but I had still felt a little bit cagey about it – like I should just hedge my bets or something – until hearing the heartbeat. I think partly because I’m in a ‘due date’ group on essential baby and almost everyone there has had at least one scan already (the 12 weeks ‘Downs’ scan), if not a couple.  So to have not even heard the heartbeat, much less had an ultrasound, was feeling almost weird.

But now, I look pregnant, I feel pregnant but in a much better way than I did in the first trimester (still nauseous, but not nearly as much/badly, and without the depression), and I’ve heard the heartbeat. It is all seeming pretty good, and pretty real.

And I’ve got my first appointment with my midwife on Friday.

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*Must import these posts into my other blog soon, and then I guess close this one down…