Here we go again!

Today I am 13 weeks along, according to yesterday's sonogram. The doc had a hard time getting a picture this time around because the little one wouldn't stop moving long enough for a clear picture to be taken. It almost looked like he/she was dancing. Either way, the good news is so far it's a very healthy and normal baby.

The bad news, I am now on modified bed rest. This basically means I am supposed to be laying down most of the time, but I can get up to do minor things, like get a meal, do paperwork or other light duties. But the doc still make it clear I was to be a couch potato as much as possible. I survived it before, and I'll survive it now, but I'm definitely not a happy camper at having another month of inactivity. It's a lot easier to get through morning sickness when you have something to occupy your mind, like work or the usual daily tasks. It's infiinitely more difficult when you have little/no distractions.

Big Dave, meanwhile, is the ultimate proud papa. He usually has a big goofy grin on his face, and he greets me every morning with a big, "Hottie mama!" We're in the process of deciding on a boy's name (we have a girl's name all picked out), but so far his suggestions have been vetoed by me. Among his offerings: Jebbediah, Eziekiel, and, my personal favorite, Long Duck Dong (fans of Sixteen Candles will understand). Who knows, we may hold a baby naming contest! Stay tuned for details!