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-thuds-

My glorious adventures in the hospital are summed up here.

Baby is fine, and *incredibly* active, even at this early stage. As in, anytime they did a sonogram, they had to chase the kid down with the wand. They'd get flashes of baby heartbeat, and then the kid would scoot. Got plenty of sounds of moving baby, though.

I went all snuffly and crying when I heard the heartbeat for the first time, and when I saw the pics when they did the first ultrasound. (I'm gonna have Louis upload those pics, since LJ's picture function Does Not Like me.) My hindbrain has finally realized that there really is a little person in there.

-snuffles some more-

Also, the stuff they make you drink for the gestational diabetes test is utterly horrid.

(Yes, I am officially 'taking it easy'. Better known as 'wheelchair while shopping, and lots of time in my computer chair with my feet up on my desk, and Louis being very protective'.)

Qvestion

What do folks think of yoga, since I'm considering it as both gentle exercise *and* a way to de-stress?

(And ye gods and little illithids, hospital stays are *draining*.)