Baby is still alive!
I had my first midwife appointment and she's really nice. So the tentative plan to have a home birth has passed the first hurdle. And... we got to hear the heartbeat again.
So today at least I know for sure I'm still pregnant.
Brendan is amused by my relief.
I confess I feel a little superstitious about the pregnancy - I feel that if I tell people the baby becomes less real (maybe I wanted to be pregnant so badly that I tricked the world into believing it). Which is ridiculous but I'm not always entirely rational.
Church on its knees helped a bit because Father Dave talked about God has control over his plans and will take them through to completion and then I was reminded through Ps 31 to make God my refuge (and the point was hammered home in John 15 "Abide in my love"). It's a bit easier to panic though.
Our first trimester ends on Saturday, and we've decided to take Rev. Jen's advice and let our parents in on our secret today.
My parents are heading west this weekend on a three week small plane adventure to visit various relatinves and hopefully cross the Rockies. Dad hopes to complete the Mission Aviation Fellowship "Technical Flight Evaluation" which is their next step in being accepted as missionaries. Since Jennifer already guessed my news, if we waited until they were back they might not otherwise be among the first to know...
Dad's birthday is coming up, so we took him out for lunch at the Ristorante La Dolce Vita. We invited Mom along since it's one of the only restaurants in the city with a gluten-free menu! It was a real treat to actually be able to order calamari and pasta.
We gave Dad a copy of the ultrasound in his birthday card... They were thrilled... Later that day we went over to visit Brendan's folks. All very exciting, although we stressed that it is early days yet.