13 Weeks . . . and Counting

On Monday I will be 13 weeks pregnant. Doesn't sound like much but hey, I'm moving out of the first trimester! None of my pants fit anymore so I'm on to the stretchy, sloppy pants and some maternity pants. A week ago Thursday I went in for a check up and everything looked great. Since I wasn't quite 12 weeks at the time Dr. Adam didn't know if she'd be able to hear a heartbeat with the sonar thingy (and that's the technical term) so she said let's go to the room next door and do a quick ultrasound! I could get used to this treatment! If I'd known ahead of time, I'd have brought someone along with me to share in it. I saw a very lovely head profile and arms and legs kicking around and of course a beautiful heartbeat. The fact that Dr. Adam kept calling the baby "he" didn't phase me at all, since it's too early to be able to see that yet. Back again the end of March.
Sam and I have been sick this week with sinus, cough and cold stuff. Sam's been coughing so much he broke little blood vessels all over his face, so he has all these little red dots on his face, poor guy. He can't breathe through his nose at all, but yet refuses to try to blow it. He often comes up to me and says in his little hoarse voice, "I'm just not feewing vewy well." So after two trips to the doc this week, we finally got him started on an antibiotic for a sinus infection. One of his newer symptoms is conjunctivitis which now I've got too, along with my sinus infection and cough. So I got on antibiotics today. Hopefully next week will go better.