21 weeks and counting...and Happy Easter!

Happy Easter! We had a nice dinner at Tyler's parents boat this afternoon. After a lovely warm day and almost three days of great weather (low 70's) it poured reminding us that no, it's not summer and yes, we live in Seattle. The kids were over and were being very cute about the baby - I think it's the first time they noticed I was pregnant. Conner wants a boy and to name it Bobby (ironic no?), Rachel wants a girl named Ann (her middle name) and Ryan a boy named Jerry. Well - here is a reality check for you...this time next year, I'll have an 8 month old running around....holy mary, it's impossible to imagine - I can barely think outside of this week of my pregnancy and feel so completely self-absorbed. Picturing a baby (boy or girl), going to church, bunny ears....it's almost impossible.

21 weeks today! I'm feeling good, but bigger. The swelling has started in my hands and cankles aren't far behind. It's pretty unattractive, but harmless. About once a day I can feel the baby - it's very twingy, not quite hurts, but almost. I am looking forward to it being more regular! I think that should happen any time.

Technically in three weeks baby bob is viable should I need to be induced for some horrible reason. However, that got me thinking to the recent news story on baby Amillia from Florida who was born and survivedeved at 21 weeks. I have this constant obsession with knowing how big the baby is relative to my tummy, so I found some pics of Amilla online and check out how little her sweet feet and her relative to a pen. How wonderful that modern medicine could help her survive. While driving to his parents I mentioned to Tyler that having a baby is natural blah blah blah, but it's also just a healthy dose of good luck and to keep his fingers crossed that our luck stays strong through August.