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14 week | Update & Other Info

Dr. appointment went great.  We're still shooting for September 1 as our due date.

The heartbeat on this babe was REALLY hard to find.  It's just so low and hidden that it didn't want to be found and we would get it on the doppler, it would scram.  My dr. joked that this must be a middle child because it's already causing trouble.

The heartbeat was in the 130s.  What does that mean as far as gender? I don't know and I don't want to think about it.  It's not how my brain works.  Will I be finding out soon? Yes, in 4 weeks.  So I'm just going to wait until then.  There's no rush.

On another note, a friend of my sister-in-law started a new blog that is really great.  It's based on design and really great style.  Check them out if you get a chance. Like Me Some, this is their blog name.

Lastly, if you are in my local area, you might find interest in this new place that just opened up.  Would be a fun place for a birthday party or maybe even a baby shower.  It's called Lattes and Lollipops.

Happy Friday!


J.o.s.e.y said…
The heartbeat is more of an old wives tale anyway. My midwife said that a faster HB usually means you're more dehydrated that day.... lower, more hydrated. Nothing to do with gender. :) Ppl say 150s/160s for a girl, 130s/140s for a boy --- but Stella's heartbeat was almost always in the 130s/140s, and she is definitely a girl. :)

Glad to hear all is going well!!
Allison said…
Man, was going to guess girl based on the sweet craving, but the h/b says boy to me. lol We'll see in 4 weeks!

Glad the appointment went well and you're generally doing well!
J and V said…

Thank you soo much for the mention on your blog! :) Love your honesty and sincerity! It warms my heart to read how much you love your family! Cannot wait to do Mr. Coen's invitations! xo Vashti
Leah said…
I can NOT believe you're so close to finding out the gender! Craziness!

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