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Nancy, just for you! Well, and for me. It's terrible. I kept track of practically how many days pregnant I was with Reeves. Now, I have to seriously rack my brain when someone asks me how far along I am. I ususally just answer with my due date. No, we don't know the sex, despite many claims to the opposite, but for those Old Wives out there, the heartrate was in the 130's at my last appointment. Fundus measured perfectly for how far along I am. I gained one pound. Still having my discomfort at being crab-cracked, but generally feel great other than that. This child, if my memory is reliable as there was no blog at the time, is moving much more than Reeves did. Nearly every time I stop moving, this one starts up. I must admit. I love that feeling. Bryant is fascinated with what it must feel like. It just warms my heart each time I feel the flutter or kick or punch. It is really one of the special gifts mothers get from almost the very beginning. My next appointment is Wednesday. We'll see what that one brings!