She didn’t hold still for a second. She twirled and tumbled and kicked for the whole photo shoot. The ultrasound technician had to keep moving the probe from one side of my belly to the opposite side to keep her in site. My midwife said the same thing a few weeks ago when she was trying to hear the heartbeat and the baby kept swimming laps. Maybe that’s why I’ve been so sick!?
I had an old coworker who was a great therapist. When our teenage clients would say something in a therapy group, she always responded with an affirmation… “That’s courage!” she would say, or, “That’s so tough” or most often, when there wasn’t anything obviously good about what the teen said, she’d say, “That’s honest!” This morning on the way to work, I realized I only gaged once during the whole commute, and that I haven’t thrown up this whole week. So I affirmed myself… “That’s progress!”
Almost week 19 and feeling much less nauseous and feeling very excited about our very active, very little GIRL!!! That is progress!