Still here, distracted by home improvement projects though (which you can see on my other blog). I don't think anything too exciting happened in week 27, which was good. I had my 28 week appointment last Tuesday and it went well. I only gained a half a pound. We also got another ultrasound, which was pretty exciting. Baby was moving around a lot and is taking up a lot more space than it was at the 20 week ultrasound. He/she is also head down. My doctor also used the 3D feature on the ultrasound machine for a minute and we got a few fuzzy glimpses of baby's face, you can see the photos on the ultrasound tab. I know this sounds a little vain but I swear baby has my nose and cheeks. I pulled out a few of my baby photos and compared them to the ultrasound photos and they look pretty close if you ask me. My doctor says the baby is weighing 2lbs. 10 oz. right now and usually they double in size, if not a tiny bit more than that. It's so unbelievable to us that one of the microscopic embryos that Doug peeked at through the microscope in November now weighs close to 3 lbs. and has a nose and cheeks! I have a feeling that next 12 weeks will fly by rather quickly. Baby moves around a lot, usually in the mornings when I'm at work and after I eat. Sometimes I can feel a hard spot and I wonder if it's a foot or a hand. Still having Braxton-Hicks, most of the time in the shower in the morning and any time I stand for several minutes at a time.
In other preparatory news, I preregistered at the hospital we want to use and we've registered for a childbirth class in June. The nursery work (mostly details) is at a standstill right now until our kitchen is finished (hopefully a few weeks from now). The big things are done, it's just the smaller stuff that needs to be addressed. My best friend picked a date for the baby shower in my hometown, again so weird that *I'm* going to have a baby shower.
As much as everything is going well, I can't shake just the tiniest bit of fear from my mind. Because truly you never really know until you have a healthy, alive baby in your arms. I'd say my fear levels hovers around 10% or less. I do have faith though that we've made it this far and hopefully we'll make it the rest of the way.