Kicking!

I've been feeling Pickle's movement off and on for several weeks now. It started with flutters and feeling like a goldfish was swimming in my stomach. That was an incredibly weird sensation, and the first real physical evidence (save the ultrasounds) that proved I had a little person in there.

Well now at 18 weeks Pickle is kicking up a storm. I've felt them from the outside already multiple times, to the point Dan can feel them also. It's so reassuring to know Pickle is moving around in there and from everything we've seen so far, is totally healthy. I'm still paranoid that the medication I was on before I knew I was pregnant will somehow cause damage (Google is NOT your friend, Dr Pham has assured me time and again the likelihood it caused any issues is so slim, but I can't help but worry). For now it's a nice distraction from all that worry to just be happy with those magical little kicks.

Still waiting for my maternity support band, which is taking forever to get here from Amazon. I haven't worked out in over a week and it's making me feel bloated and lazy, but my belly is big enough at this point that the bouncing from walking on the treadmill pulls on the ligaments in the sides of my stomach and causes a significant amount of discomfort.

Big anatomy scan in two days. I have several errands to run and some chores to do today that will hopefully make the day go by quickly. I'll have to figure out something for tomorrow so I don't sit here twiddling my thumbs, watching the clock and making the day slow to a crawl in anticipation.