Wow, yesterday was such a great day. For the first time, I really *felt* pregnant. I ended up wearing my one pair of maternity pants because, frankly, they were the only comfortable pair I have, and right now, comfort is all I care about. With those and an empire-waisted shirt, I really looked pregnant. I looked down all day and saw my belly sticking out. It was so awesome.

So yes, I’ve been wearing maternity pants for the last two days. My regular pants just put too much pressure on my abdomen. Today after work, Joe and I went to Kohls to see if I could find any other pants (since I only have one pair). I found two cute pairs of capris, and I found a couple shirts. One is a t-shirt that says “Baby Love”, and when I tried it on, I just looked fat in it, mainly because my love handles were so pronounced and because you can still see the indentation around my belly button. My belly isn’t smooth yet. But, as I reflect on it, I didn’t start off with a flat stomach. I started out with quite a bit of stomach pooch, so I really can’t be too bummed right now. Sure, it’s more pronounced now, but it won’t be long before I really start looking pregnant.

Last night, I was feeling a little bummed because I’ve seen bloggers behind me in pregnancy having heard their babies heartbeats, and I have yet to hear mine. I’ve been really wanting to hear it, and now that I’m halfway through the four weeks between my OB appointments, I’m really wanting to hear it or see it. It’s hard to get used to monthly visits. Joe put his ear to my belly tonight and said he heard something really rapid. My brother, who is a nurse, says the baby’s heartbeat should be able to be heard without amplification just like mine can, so we like to think that Joe did hear it. Maybe our little baby knew how much we wanted to hear it and was helping us out.