Good god, please say there won’t be pickles and ice cream…

Alright folks, and off we go…Jenny’s officially pregnant and this is Smitkababy, an attempt to follow the long, strange journey that will be Jenny’s pregnancy and life surrounding it. I’ve even set up the twitter feed to the right so I can send little messages over to the box if I see anything that inspires me along the way. As of today, we’re 12 weeks in and things haven’t been that bad. Yes, there has been a tired Jenny. Yes, there has been odd cravings at all times of the day (and night). Yes, there have been some moments where I have momentarily feared for my life, but it’s all gonna be worth it when the baby is born.


One big doctor’s appointment down at the 8 weeks check mark (See the last post for the ultrasound pics from 8 weeks), and today Jenny went in for her 12 week ultrasound and genetic blood screen. Somehow, Jenny was randomly selected as the guinea pig for the Phillips Medical Machines guy in the office today, showing off (and trying to get the doctor to buy) the new fancy ultrasound machine. For letting half the office, three police officers, the paper boy and some random guy off the street (well maybe just a bunch of nurses) watch the procedure, they printed off a few more ultrasound pics and added in a few “free” 3D images as well. As of today, our little sea monkey has two working arms and legs; kicking and wobbling around in the womb, it’s little heartbeat is pumping nice and healthy and according to the doctor, everything seems on track for the February 1st due date. It was very cool to see the little guy moving around and day by day this is getting more and more real. I’m excited for whats next.

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