15 weeks and movement? Already?

So yesterday I swear I felt the baby move.  It was this weird slow roll sensation, like the baby was maybe doing a somersault in there.  Isn’t this too early to feel movement?  I thought with first babies you didn’t feel much until closer to 20 weeks.  I was telling a friend and she said that it’s probably because I’m thin that I’m feeling the baby move so early.  And then today I felt what I think was a kick.  Both of these movements I’ve felt at around the same time of day.

And I did buy a doppler, which I’ve had for about a week now, and I love it!  I was so worried I wouldn’t be able to find the baby’s heartbeat, but I found it right away.  From listening in the morning and at night, we’ve been able to notice that the baby’s way more active at night.  When I leave the wand in one place, the baby will go zooming right by it, it’s so funny.  There will be no heartbeat, then it’s faint, then it’s super loud, and then it’s gone again.  I like to imagine he’s doing gymnastics in there.  And we can actually hear him kick on the doppler, which is cool, too.  And yesterday he kicked the doppler wand, which was weird.  And G of course panicked that I was pushing too hard with the wand and bothering the baby.

I’m still not showing much at all, but I’ve been doing the old rubber band trick for a week with my jeans.  When I went down to my parents’ house last weekend my mom and sister went through their closets and loaned me some of their looser tops so I have something to wear before I need to go to maternity tops for real.

I’ve been done with my progesterone for a week now, and it’s so nice to only have one shot to do each night.  My poor rear is slowly healing, although I still have lumps under my skin from the oil build up.

Yesterday I was at Target and I oh-so-briefly checked out the maternity clearance.  I couldn’t bring myself to take anything off the rack and I just felt like I didn’t belong there.  Like someone was going to come up to me and say, “What are you doing here?  You’re not pregnant.”  I felt the same way when I walked through the maternity section at Kohl’s last week.  And I wandered through the baby stuff just to look and I still felt like someone was going to tell me I wasn’t allowed to be in that section.  It’s so silly, I know.

I finally told people at work last Thursday that I was pregnant, but only because someone asked if I was pregnant.  I had been telling G that wouldn’t it be funny if I didn’t say anything and just waited to see how long it took someone to ask me and then boom, it happened.  I don’t even look that big, but she said it was just like I had this little belly that I never had before.  Everyone else was horrified that this woman would even ask me because how embarrasing if I wasn’t.  Anyway, two of my coworkers bought me a baby outfit, the only thing this baby owns.  I brought home and showed it to G who made me put it down because he was starting to hyperventilate.  I just stared at him and he said that seeing the outfit made it real.  I said, “The seven ultrasounds didn’t make it real?  Hearing the heartbeat every day hasn’t made it real?”  He said no, that it was the outfit that finally did it.  I’m apparently not the only silly one.