Where did that come from?

Rhett and I were lounging on the couch with Oscar (who was taking up half of it by stretching out in his lordly way), just chatting about the past few days and commenting that the first trimester is over next week.  Hard to believe, right?  Most days it feels like it's flown by but other days, it can't end soon enough.  There's really nothing medically special about the transition from first to second trimester since the placenta takes over at 10 weeks but it's the long-held transition that is supposed to give couples comfort that yes, this is really happening. 

The next big milestone is at 14 weeks when you can possibly learn the gender, if the baby cooperates, and when many experts believe that the baby can begin to recognize sound and its parents voices.  I've mostly been talking to Oscar about the baby so I'll have to get used to speaking directly to him or her.  The music part is pretty neat, too.  I play my jams on the Bose when I'm in the tub.  That baby has a built-in sub-woofer of amniotic fluid so it can host its own little dance party in there.

So back to the couch.  Rhett was telling Punkid that he missed him/her while in London and then he goes, "whoa - look at your line!"  And of course I'm like, "What line?  My panty line?"  Then he's pointing to the faintest shadow of a grayish line stretching from just below my belly button to my lotus patch.  "Holy crap, where did that come from?"  "Wait, is that the dark line?"  "Yeah, I think that's the linea negra alright but this seems way early."  Of course I looked it up and while I am certainly in the minority on the timing, 75% of women will get them by 22 weeks.  So I'm 10 weeks early on that.  Oh well.  It's so light you probably wouldn't be able to tell but we can both see it now and it's kind of reassuring that stuff is happening, even when I can't tell what is my uterus v. my lunch.