Little Ziggy

This week's post is in honor of my wonderful brother-in-law who so lovingly nicknamed Baby Titus "Ziggy".

I am 15 weeks 1 day. I feel like a million bucks since the doctor put me on those anti-nausea and antacid meds. My appetite has increased. (If you don't believe me or have trouble imagining how much my appetite has increased, just ask my father-in-law about how much food disappeared from his house this weekend...)

My sweet tooth has also grown. I'm craving anything fruity and sweet. I have a wonderful cherry turnover made by one of the ladies at church to eat later this morning. (Can't wait! Yum!)

And little Ziggy must be growing because the lower part of my stomach feels like someone used it for a punching bag. Several websites tell me it's the "round ligaments stretching". Ouch.

Little Ziggy will be the size of an avocado by the end of this week. That's anywhere between 4 and 5 inches. That's a long way from 1.5 mm! He/she will also be able to hear by the end of this week. Studies have shown that babies who are sung to in the womb recognize the same song when sung to them after birth. Which means I'm going to be doing a lot more singing in the shower. :)

I went to the doctor Friday and all is well. He's scheduling my next ultrasound this week so hopefully I'll soon know the exact date we found out what gender Ziggy is. I can't wait! I can't wait to start talking to that little one growing inside of me. I can't wait to start calling him/her by name so he/she can recognize my voice; to start imagining what that little person will be like, what he/she will look like. *contented sigh* The doctor says the next ultrasound will be at 18 weeks. Well, folks, that's 3 weeks from yesterday (December 6)! Whoo hoo!

So, if you haven't yet, don't forget to vote on what you think the baby will be! Boy or girl? (Remember: you can't say twins to get out of a decision - two ultrasounds have shown only 1 Ziggy, not 2.)