I swear my stomach popped out overnight.  My pants were starting to get snug and then I woke up this morning with a belly.  Looks like I will moving up my maternity clothes shopping trip.  I think at some point I will have to make the pilgrimage to Mass for nice maternity clothes.  My previous maternity clothes will not work for two reasons.  One, I didn't work then so they are not really up to the job environment.  Two even if they were, I weigh 40 pounds less now.  Well, maybe not for long.  Ha, ha.

I think Baby X should be a little over two inches now.  I remember being obsessed with every detail during my first pregnancy.  Now I just touch base each week to look for milestones.  Plus I already get the whole "your body is no longer under your control" thing that freaked me out the first time.  Speaking of milestones.  We have a heartbeat, we have seen it is growing on schedule and this week I found out that I am not a Cystic Fribrosis carrier.  I thought I had been tested during IVF but apparently they only did Tom.  And I didn't consider it until I found out it was a possibility on Jeff's side.  Without me being a carrier our odds of this baby having CF are so greatly reduced that I have ruled out invasive testing at this point.  Well because people I am AMA.  That's advanced maternal age.  Isn't that happy?  That's what you get after turning 35.  And all bets on the chromosomal abnormalities are off.  So I am having the first trimester screen done.  That involves bloodwork and an ultrasound to look at the nuchal fold.  I opted out of all of these the first time.  And our date is set for our 18 week ultrasound which I have opted to have with a fetal-maternal specialist.  I don't have any anxieties that something is wrong.  We are just trying to have as much information as possible.