Halfway Through

A couple of days ago, I had my visit at the OB gyn again. Since the start of the second trimester, I’m expected to make this visit once every three months. My doctor congratulated me because according to him, i am halfway through this pregnancy.
Twenty weeks!
I can’t help but feel nostalgic and remember the first time I saw my baby in the ultrasound. It was just a tiny bit of a blob at six weeks. And according to my husband, it looked like a blackhole. 🙂
At 12 weeks it looked like a ninja turtle. At 17 weeks, we found out we’re having a baby girl. And now at 20 weeks, it’s about 7 inches tall. And when we looked at her in the écographie screen, she was looking straight at us, and appeared to be absorbed in deep thought, which kinda reminded me of Rodin’s Le Penseur.  She’s so well-formed and proportioned, even the doctor thinks she’s a really pretty baby… at 20 weeks!
Recently, I can feel her movements in my belly.  And she kicks so hard.  It feels as if she’s practicing martial arts or something, sometimes.

I just couldn’t believe how difficult i am finding it to NOT be a proud mom-to-be.

The Franco-Filipino Project in Progress

Just got back from the sage-femme (midwife), and today was the first time I heard my baby’s heartbeat.

I have been pregnant for three months now, so I guess I should start talking about it.

It was moving about quite a lot, as seen from the ultrasound.  And it’s starting to look like my husband, I think. 🙂

It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Flaming Absinthe

Nothing better to celebrate a new job, moving to a new country in another continent, with a different civil status in a few short months than having a shot of pure flaming absinthe with good friends and colleagues.

And of course this was followed by several other vile flaming concoctions.

I went down on the fifth or was it sixth shot?..

And now, i need to go to my French class.

Wish me luck, folks!