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17 weeks

Wow, I cannot believe I'm 17 weeks. I know I say this every single week and you're getting tired of hearing it. But every single week is an accomplishment I never thought I'd reach. I remember reading blogs where the girl was 17 weeks and thinking how impressive that seemed. And I'm there.

7 weeks until viability. Seems like an eternity, but things are going so fast these days that it's really just around the corner.

My specialist's office called today to say that the 2nd part of my "triple screen" looked great too. What a relief. Now, we just have our Level 2 scan next Wednesday and I'll be feeling much better.

No movement yet that I am willing to definitively call "movement". There's some strange feelings at times but I'm known to be a little gassy, so I keep blaming that. Plus, I'm consuming massive quanitites of mexican food due to this little bambino's cravings. So, who knows?

Wow, I sure do love this baby.

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  1. Yay for 17 weeks!!!! Glad everything is looking great!

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  2. Woo-hoo for 17 weeks!!! :) Very exciting stuff...and so well deserved :) Our little one would have been born this August, too :( But hopefully this year I'll be able to have a "17 weeks" post too! Thanks for your support on my blog! Are you finding out the sex?

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  3. Yayy! Congrats on hitting 17 weeks. It's funny...I am reading your blog and saying the same thing "wow...she is so far along...what an accomplishment!"

    Your little bean will be here before you know it!

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  4. Wow 17 weeks already, Your pregnancy is flying by.

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  5. Glad things are going soo well! I am enjoying following your pregnancy.

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  6. That's so cool you guys!! I knew what i was feeling was movement when i felt it while watching her move at my 20 week scan. Good proof. Bill says do not watch the scan when they get ANYWHERE near the nether regions. He says you're both in medicine and you'll know! he was able to tell before the ultrasonographer. I think it's interesting your page has gone very brown and blue tho!!

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  7. 17 weeks, wooo hoooo!!!!! Your little bun in the oven is getting BIG!! I bet you start feeling those little kicks any day now!! xox

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  8. 7 weeks will fly by! You're practically there!

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