Large and in charge.

Well, Large anyways. I no longer fit into somethings that I once could, sadly the things that I can no longer fit it I wear very regularly . Guess this means it's time to get some new scrubs and a trip to the distribution center. 

Good news is that I've only been inexplicably nauseous (a.k.a: caused by something other than being hungry or a wiff of something grosslike twice in the past week! And my back isn't as tired as it was last week. I still only get heartburn occasionally. Maybe this isn't the golden period of pregnancy, honestly, I don't think I'll get one of those; but it is so nice to feel him move around and have a reminder that while this may suck, there is actually a living moving baby that's going to be here when it's over and he is my baby.

This week Ben has been able to feel his son move around. He's actually excited now, guys! I knew it would happen, I just wasn't sure it would happen while I was still pregnant. :) 

I didn't post last week because I didn't have much to say but here's pictures of the bump from then and now. 

19 weeks

20 weeks

20 weeks and the feet are going, going.....


It's a baby...something!

Old wives tales:

  • If you’re carrying your baby mostly in your hips, you are most likely having a girl. If you’re carrying more out front in the tummy, you’re likely having a boy.
  • If your unborn baby's heart rate is higher, above 140 beats per minute, that means you're carrying a girl. A lower heart rate below 140 bpm means you're having a boy.
  • Legend has it that the Mayans determined a baby's sex by looking at the mother's age at conception and the year of conception. If both are even or odd, it's a girl. If one's even and one's odd, it's a boy.
  • If you're breaking out like crazy, blame it on your girl babe. The belief goes that girls steal their mother's beauty, hence, those annoying zits.
  • Morning sickness throughout the first trimester or more means a girl. Little or no morning sickness points to a boy.
As we have all read in prior posts, nausea and I go hand in hand. At my second appointment the baby's heart rate was 161bpm. To the untrained eye, I don't look pregnant at all. I was 21 in June 2012 when we planted out little pea in the pod. I've got zit's like I'm back in High school.
Yet, after all of these signs pointing to little pink Tu-tus we're still having a baby boy. We never did the wedding ring on a string test though, so I don't have 100% proof that old wives tales are crap.

So that's the BIG REVEAL. Ben is so darned thrilled with himself, we can't get that stupid grin off his face. Honestly, there was a part of me that wanted a little girl just to see how he would handle it. ...Next time. We both wanted to have a boy from the beginning though, Ben wanted it because he thinks he'll have more fun playing with a boy and something about carrying on the family name. I wanted one because it hasn't been done in my family since my dad, and I just always have wanted my first child to be a boy for reasons I've never had cause for. 

18 weeks!

{Moral of the Story}
Old wives tales are unreliable and IT'S A BOY!


Bumps in the night

Good news guys! I really do have a baby growing inside of me! This last week I 1) grew a bigger bump over night. 2) Felt the little person move! 3) got his/her very first baby clothes. But one thing at a time. 

Here's the bump:

SEE!  told you it got bigger! p.s. sorry my phone takes cruddy pictures, we'll buy a real camera someday soon. 

Now for the really fun part! It was probably like Friday or Saturday night I was lying there on the couch thinking about the baby and wonder how things were going in there, (it's amazing how clueless you can be to something happening inside of you...) when I realized that I was/am far enough along that I should be able to feel it move so I tried to lay even more still and after a while.... nothing. So, I got up went about my normal business and later went to bed. I decided, what the heck, I'll try it again and shortly later I felt this little.... twitchy fluttery movement it the babies room! It's awesome! Now I feel it all the time, as long as I'm still and not too focused on other things. I'm so glad to feel something in there instead of just being tired and nauseous and hungry all the time.  (By the way nausea is still the same, maybe week 18 will bring my relief...cross your fingers.) The last couple of nights when I feel the baby move (and Ben isn't up late doing homework) I'll grab Ben's hand and put it where I feel the kicks/elbows and ask if he feels it. I know it's not strong enough for him to yet, but it's fun to try. That is, until I wake him up for the umpteenth time for the same old nothing... I mean it's not nothing but, well, you know!

Oh, so! side note:
 Just as I was typing that little section I could feel the baby moving like crazy so I told Ben to come see if he could feel it, and he thinks he might have!!! :) The kid practically jumped out; for sure the strongest movement I've felt thus far. 

This weekend I also got to see my best friend Kendra and her husband Ty. I know them both from my hometown in Arizona, so I think of those friends as my favorite. Not that I don't love you all. We just had time to meet up for lunch and it was so good to see them again. Plus they came bearing gifts for baby! We haven't really bought anything for him/her yet because we're still calling it him slash her. (Actually, we call it him. I asked Ben what were going to do if it is a she and we've been calling her him all this time. He said that she would never need to know...) Anyways, So Ty and Kendra got us our very first baby clothes! Its a package of four 3 month onesies and our favorite one is just grey and in silver letters it says "loved". So perfect! There were also some wipes and baby lotion and baby wash. I gotta say, I'm really excited to have a baby, March 11th seems almost too far away!

 {moral of the story}
It's more fun being pregnant when you can tell there's a mini-human in there.

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