Nine Weeks!

Yikes! I'm nine weeks pregnant! Here's what my weekly email had to say:

"Your new resident is nearly an inch long — about the size of a grape — and weighs just a fraction of an ounce. She's starting to look more and more human. Her essential body parts are accounted for, though they'll go through plenty of fine-tuning in the coming months. Other changes abound: Your baby's heart finishes dividing into four chambers, and the valves start to form — as do her tiny teeth. The embryonic "tail" is completely gone. Your baby's organs, muscles, and nerves are kicking into gear. The external sex organs are there but won't be distinguishable as male or female for another few weeks. Her eyes are fully formed, but her eyelids are fused shut and won't open until 27 weeks. She has tiny earlobes, and her mouth, nose, and nostrils are more distinct. The placenta is developed enough now to take over most of the critical job of producing hormones. Now that your baby's basic physiology is in place, she's poised for rapid weight gain."

Here is a picture according to my email:
 

Here is a picture according to my warped mind:

I realize that the email said "a grape" not "a bunch of grapes," but I needed a chuckle. I also doubt that his/her hands are quite to well developed and large OR that he/she is wearing tights.

I still don't look pregnant, but I think I am finally starting to "feel" pregnant. I've had the first "OMG it feels like there's something in there" moment. It's not because Lil Grape is kicking or anything, but it's just like, I don't know. I just feel it!

Tomorrow is the first doctor's appointment. I'm still confused over what all will happen tomorrow. Some people have an ultrasound, some don't. Some have blood drawn (YIKES!) and others don't. Some hear the heart beat, others don't. So...I'm confused. My cousin visits the same office and she told me I'd watch a movie. Excuse me? A movie? About WHAT? I've complied a list of topics about which they may want me to become educated:

• Birth control? Too late!
• Conception? Got that part down!
• Reduction? That's just a fancy way to say abortion, so NO THANK YOU!
• Dangers/Complications? Let's not freak the new family out.
• Nutrition? This is perhaps a front-runner.
• Birth? Don't scare me already!
• The aftermath? Too soon to talk about that...that's what reruns of Super Nanny are for!

So, the stress of the PD I had to plan is over, but now I am involved in brochure writing and crisis planning for work. I nearly passed out this morning from my "tech specialist" responsibilities (zip-tying 70 pairs of headphones to computers). Although I am flattered that people acknowledge that I know some things about computers, I don't appreciate when people get upset with me because I can't give them immediate feedback. If I ask you to call for a work ticket on something, I mean it! I'm not blowing you off or writing off your computer issue, I'm trying to tell you that it's a problem I can't fix! I personally love when people think I have the ability to speed up the Internet. Ha! If I could, I'd be a millionaire genius, not a lowly public employee who doesn't get paid for the weekends and summers she gives up to make sure that students are able to be successful.

I wonder what this kid if going to think of its mother and her crazy running around?