IT'S A GIRL!!!! A GIRL!! A Girl. a girl...
A GIRL?
Oh my! I was certain it was another boy! (Perhaps because that's what I'm familiar with.) What do we do with a little girl?! It's a good thing I've developed a healthy tolerance for the color pink as I've gotten older. I have a feeling we're going to be seeing a lot of it in the near future. Hubby, Jason, is from a family of three boys and so far all the grandbabies have been boys. I can't wait to tell my mother-in-law! I'm almost convinced she's hiding a secret chest somewhere with cute baby girl clothes she's been collecting for 35 years (since the birth of her first son).
We got the news from two separate ultrasounds over the course of two days (I'm switching insurance and, therefore, doctors). Today we had a veteran sonographer at the helm. She seemed very confident that we could paint the walls pink (probably won't happen--in fact I'm contemplating putting her in Nate's bright blue racecar bedroom until we figure out where we'll be in two years). Anyway, with her vote of confidence, we broke the news to Nate (our 2 1/2 year-old son). Jason said, "Nate, you're going to have a little sister. What does that make you?" Of course, Daddy was fishing for the answer "a big brother." But Nate flashed his dimpled grin and shouted, "Happy!"
How sweet is that?!
Here are the specifics from today's appointment: heart rate 144 bpm, estimated 80th percentile for weight, growth is right on-track for the first week in April 2008. She threw a few punches in the ol' uterus while we were watching, but I didn't feel it. (I'll feel her kick every now and then--usually at 1, 2, 3 o'clock in the morning--but not as much as Nate did. Give her time, I suppose.) We also saw her swallow, stick out her tongue and watched her eyes move--all via today's ultrasound!
I'm almost 21 weeks--half-way through this gig. I feel great! The nausea left a little over a month ago and the exhaustion left soon after that. I'm back to my regular yoga routine and I think the house is back in order (it's close anyway). So far I've gained 12 pounds (not that you care, but people always ask me how much I gained with Nate and I can never remember--so I'm writing it down this time.) Textbook is a 10-pound gain at this point. I guess I'll hold off on my third helping at Thanksgiving dinner this week! Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
A GIRL?
Oh my! I was certain it was another boy! (Perhaps because that's what I'm familiar with.) What do we do with a little girl?! It's a good thing I've developed a healthy tolerance for the color pink as I've gotten older. I have a feeling we're going to be seeing a lot of it in the near future. Hubby, Jason, is from a family of three boys and so far all the grandbabies have been boys. I can't wait to tell my mother-in-law! I'm almost convinced she's hiding a secret chest somewhere with cute baby girl clothes she's been collecting for 35 years (since the birth of her first son).
We got the news from two separate ultrasounds over the course of two days (I'm switching insurance and, therefore, doctors). Today we had a veteran sonographer at the helm. She seemed very confident that we could paint the walls pink (probably won't happen--in fact I'm contemplating putting her in Nate's bright blue racecar bedroom until we figure out where we'll be in two years). Anyway, with her vote of confidence, we broke the news to Nate (our 2 1/2 year-old son). Jason said, "Nate, you're going to have a little sister. What does that make you?" Of course, Daddy was fishing for the answer "a big brother." But Nate flashed his dimpled grin and shouted, "Happy!"
How sweet is that?!
Here are the specifics from today's appointment: heart rate 144 bpm, estimated 80th percentile for weight, growth is right on-track for the first week in April 2008. She threw a few punches in the ol' uterus while we were watching, but I didn't feel it. (I'll feel her kick every now and then--usually at 1, 2, 3 o'clock in the morning--but not as much as Nate did. Give her time, I suppose.) We also saw her swallow, stick out her tongue and watched her eyes move--all via today's ultrasound!
I'm almost 21 weeks--half-way through this gig. I feel great! The nausea left a little over a month ago and the exhaustion left soon after that. I'm back to my regular yoga routine and I think the house is back in order (it's close anyway). So far I've gained 12 pounds (not that you care, but people always ask me how much I gained with Nate and I can never remember--so I'm writing it down this time.) Textbook is a 10-pound gain at this point. I guess I'll hold off on my third helping at Thanksgiving dinner this week! Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
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