This week we had our Nuchal Translucency test, and I was pretty excited. Mostly because it involved an ultrasound, and partly because I would get a view of the cupcake and see which of these two things it resembles:
#1: Spike, the Gremlin.
You know, Spike? The badass Gremlin. The, uh, gas causing, nausea inducing, bloody nose giving, bloat maker? That one. It is possible that I will birth a Gremlin. (That, or a giant gas bubble.) Notice how Spike bit the head off that gingerbread cookie...
#2: A BAYBEE!
As it would turn out, we are, indeed, having a babybee. Not Spike. Good news. Please enjoy your favorite bottle of wine (the entire thing) in order to properly celebrate.
The ultrasound was so cool! Cupcake has gotten ginormous since our last ultrasound, when it looked like a gummy bear and made me feel all guilty for eating gummy bears. This looks like a baby...ish. With a really big head. And a joy for flipping all over the place while the nurse tries to get its neck measurement.
I have to wait about a week to get the test results, but the nurse said the measurement was perfect, and they just need to cross test it with the blood results. There was a student there, so I got the longest.ultrasound.ever! It was fab. (Except when the student pressed on my bladder like it was pizza dough, that was not fab.)
Here's my 13 week belly pic:
Lately I've only been able to eat teeny tiny bits of food at a time. I'll be STARVING GIVE MEH FOOD NOW! Then after a few bites I'll bee I'M STUFFED GET THAT FOOD AWAY FROM MEH GAG GAG GAG! Rinse and repeat two hours later.
Yesterday? I was so hungry that if you dared to wave food in my general vicinity, I would have probably eaten it, along with your fingers and possibly some of your hand. Here is what I ate yesterday:
Bacon, Egg, and Cheese Biscuit and Hashbrown from McDonalds
Two Strawberry Pop Tarts
One Cup of Trail Mix
One Snack Bag of White Cheddar Popcorn
One ENTIRE BOX of Totino's Pizza Rolls
One Monster Stuffed Baked Potato
One Giant Salad
So gross. And if you want to know the truth? I could've shoved, like, ten more things in my mouth before bed. But refrained since I was starting to judge myself...
Still just up 3 pounds overall, though. Not sure how!
That's pretty much all that I care to blog about. The other major thing that happened this week was that I got stuck in an elevator after one of my coworkers let a diarrhea fart, and loudly gagged the entire way from floor 5 to floor 2.
(Then I proceeded to announce to the people waiting to get on that "I totally didn't do that." Because I didn't want them to think I shit directly on the floor or anything. When I looked back at the elevator, the three people inside had their noses plugged.)
(Who farts in an elevator?!)
(Serously? Who does that? Fart OUTSIDE at least, before you are trapped in a glass cage of filthy stench!)