Ultrasound at 20 weeks

It's been a little while since I've posted, but that's only because I've been happy! Don't get me wrong--I still don't enjoy pregnancy. That whole watch what I'm eating, drinking, putting in my body, getting bigger, and beginning to swell thing still really stinks. On top of that, there's the whole financial thing. It would have been really cool to substitute over the summer, and we're going to need the money.

But when my husband sweetly smiles and I can see love in his eyes, somehow none of those things seem to matter as much.

Monday, March 14, we had our one and only ultrasound. Baby looks healthy and only measures a few days off from my due date.

I knew what to expect at this appointment. After all, this is my second (and last) time through. Aaron, however, didn't really know what was going to happen except that he'd get to see a fuzzy picture of what is our developing baby.

When the baby was moving and grabbing at his/her feet, rolling around, and got the clean bill of health from the tech, this huge grin spread across his face. He is absolutely and completely in love.

And it's hard to be upset when my husband is so happy and in love.