My very best friend, in the world, is pregnant. Amy and I have been best friends for more than half of our lives. She was my Maid of Honor, and I will be hers, in her October '06 wedding. She was there, throughout all of my pregnancies, even though the mere thought of little people's sticky hands, makes her all squicky inside.
She recently, found out she is pregnant. Apparently, her and Paul, celebrated their engagment, with champagne. Now, she's in her 16th week, is just starting to show, and according to her "If my boobs weren't sore, and I wasn't not getting my period, I'd never even know I was pregnant".
When I'd pee on a stick, and it turned pink, I never announced I was pregnant, "Let the vomiting commence" would do.
So, I'm bouncing around the internet last night (speaking of which, anyone else aware that the dork that married brittney spears, has his own website now, LOL?), and find a pregnancy calculator. I punch in her due date and get this....
"Your baby's nails are well formed, and some babies are even in need of having their nails trimmed at birth. The ears have also moved from the neck to the head.
Your baby is emptying his or her bladder every 40-45 minutes. The limb movements are becoming more coordinated. Your baby is about 3 ounces (85 grams) and 6.3 inches (16 cms). The gender may be detectable by ultrasound. "
http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/pregnancycalendar/l/blweek16.htm
So, like any good best friend, I sent her a quick email...
"Thought you'd like to know, that your little person is peeing inside of you, every hour or so. What do you want to do New Years Eve?"
let the peeing commence: drreid-blockston@cavtel.net
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