22 Weeks!

Holy Bologna, Batman! Can you believe it? TWENTY-TWO WEEKS. (Do you like my use of all three types of sentence-ending punctuation?) According to the Internet, Karinne is the size of a coconut this week. It's a good thing I looooove coconut, because I'm not sure how I'd feel if she was like a... um... random food that I don't like.

Last Friday night I started having really horrible pains on my front-right side. I assumed it was just gas, so I popped some Gas-X. Sadly, that did NOT do the trick and the pain only got worse, until I could hardly move! I thought maybe I was just about to have a bad case of diarrhea, but that wasn't happening either. I'd been pretty regular, if you catch my drift, so I really had no idea what was going on. I think I finally just passed out from the pain around 1 or 2 in the morning. When I woke up, the pain was better--but it still hadn't gone away completely. Marc finally convinced me to call the International Clinic coordinator at our hospital to see if I should come in. She went ahead and made an appointment for me to see the doctor that afternoon. Well, the doctor poked and prodded me, took a look at Karinne on the ultrasound machine, and finally just chalked it up to REALLY AWFUL round ligament pains. I did learn that my placenta is on the left side, so if I have that kind of pain again that's one less awful thing that can run through my mind.

And that's all the excitement for now. Just waiting for our next appointment on April 21st--wahoo!

Hi Mewster!