12 weeks...

I've made it to 12 weeks! I've actually started to breathe a bit easier (that is breathing without feeling like I am going to hurl at any moment). I'm starting to actually believe that this one may be a keeper and that is a good feeling. The morning sickness is still real enough to make me believe something is going on in there and my gut is protruding a bit beyond the progesterone puffyness and added pounds.

Of course, I have one of those home heartbeat dopplers that helps me to confirm this thought on a regular basis. God bless the doppler market! I look forward to feeling some movements in a couple of weeks, added security that something good might just be happening in my lower gut.

So, as Spring continues its march toward Summer, I keep plodding along in hope. Maybe something will blossom in our life in six months...

A toast to blossoms-a-plenty!