15 Weeks

We had another thunderstorm last night. It was definitely needed again. Finally, the weather is becoming more tolerable. It's now only in the 90s. Yea, I know. Only in the 90s. Sheesh.

We were able to hear the baby's heartbeat last Thursday. That was amazing. The midwife didn't give us any warning though. She had asked me a question, so I was in the middle of talking. Then, all the sudden, she put the instrument on my stomach and we heard the heartbeat.

She did give me a scare though. After we'd listened for a couple minutes, she said, "Now if you listen closely, you'll hear two heartbeats." I got a little wide-eyed, and then she said, "The other one is your heartbeat." Wes and I both let out a sigh of relief.

This time, the baby's heart was beating at 148 beats per minute. That means he's continuing to get bigger! Right now, the baby is supposed to be about 5 inches. The midwife told me that I should start to feel movement soon. I can't wait for that!

Like I said, it was amazing to hear the heartbeat. And it really made the pregnancy more real to me. Right now, I'm still not showing very much. People are still telling me that they can't tell that I'm pregnant, and some are asking when I'm going to start showing. (Like I know.) I haven't had morning sickness, and I've continued to be pretty active. So hearing the heartbeat helped it sink in more that yea, there really is a baby growing inside my uterus.

And I have to admit something. I have been very happy about being pregnant, but there has been a nagging fear too. It took a while to get pregnant, so I was worried that something would go wrong. A friend of Wes's told me that at some point you just have to trust God. (Don't you just love when people make assumptions? But, eh, that's what I get for trying to be real about things.) I told him that it wasn't a matter of not trusting God in the situation - I did - but I just didn't know what He had planned for me. I knew that either way, there would be a purpose for whatever happened. But, I was still nervous that I might have a miscarriage. Now that I'm past that critical first trimester, I feel much better. Anything can still happen, but the first trimester is the time when you're at the highest risk for that sort of thing. So now I feel more free to be really happy, if that makes any sense.

Well, this week has been busy and is going to continue that way. So - sadly - I will be going to sleep soon!