We had another midwife appointment today. It was good—we got to hear Bisquito’s heartbeat again, which wasn’t quite as emotionally stirring as it was last time, but it was reassuring to hear that everything seems okay in there. Supposedly I’m going to start feeling him/her move some time in the next couple of weeks, but I haven’t yet (it’s common in first pregnancies not to feel it until later), so the heartbeat was good news.

It took a little longer to find the heartbeat this time; the midwife said it’s because at this stage, they’re small but mobile, so sometimes they wiggle away from the doppler. In fact, at one point she heard a noise that she said was probably the baby moving. The heartrate was 153 bpm, which is in the normal range. It’s a little down from last time, but that’s expected because the baby is bigger now.

We scheduled an ultrasound for about 3 weeks from now, which is exciting. I think Bisquito will be big enough by then to look basically anthropomorphic. We didn’t have an early ultrasound (when he/she would have looked like one of the aliens from Mars Attacks!) because I’m low risk and we were pretty sure of the important dates. I’d been charting, see (taking my temperature every morning to look for the tell-tale temperature rise that indicates fertility).

Charting was fun. I made some interesting graphs in Excel. (Un)Fortunately, it didn’t take us very long to get pregnant, so I only got to chart for two months. The other day, I said to Denny, “I’m kind of sad in a way that I only got two months’ worth of data.”

He said, “I love you for saying that.”