Doctors appointments were never so fun. Or Mondays for that matter.

Yesterday was my 16 week appointment. I knew I wasn't going to get to see the baby this time, but they listened to the heartbeat - which for some reason made me cry more than any ultrasound! I am pretty sure it's some pregnancy hormones kicking in, but it was kind of embarrassing when I snorted through my tearful apology for being so overly emotional. But hey - this lady sees a lot more embarrassing things than that. Everything looked and felt great. I had some blood taken and that was it. I have become pretty good at the needle thing now - considering that usually the anxiety makes me want to pass out. Oh and I haven't gained any weight! That alone is enough to make me think I am in a parallel universe (sorry, LOST is on tonight). The last bit of goodness from this visit - the big ultrasound is scheduled for June 7th. Thankfully, it's first thing in the morning and I don't have to suffer through a whole day of waiting. Get your gender votes going, people!