But overall things are going well. I had my screening on Tuesday for the genetic defects and everything came back fine. My phone was on silent somehow, so they called Mike and told him that we had a really low chance of such problems. I'm very grateful, as I wasn't sure what I would do if it turned out differently.
We did get some neat pictures at the ultrasound.
When I started this blog, I never meant for it to be a mommy blog. I hope I haven't crossed any lines. Sometimes I just don't know what else to write about. My days aren't that interesting, and I can only write about politics so much. I hardly ever read anymore. I really just watch Murder She Wrote and put off doing the dishes all day. :0) It seems like there are plenty of people out there waxing the philosophical about what it's like to be a mother though, so I really see no need to add to that conversation at the moment. All I can say is, it's hard and wonderful all at the same time. I guess, also, because of the pregnancy, my brain is not working the way I am used to. I am about to come out on the other side of the first trimester though, and I am hoping that means I will start feeling better. I am sad that when I try to pick up Molly my arms scream out, "No! We can't do that anymore!" I guess I will soon have a new baby to hold, but I fail to see how it will replace her, my first born that I would die and kill for. :0) Growing up can be so bittersweet.
