Week 19, and I feel like I’ve been pregnant forever. I don’t say that in a whining, complaining way (not yet anyway)– but I feel like “only week 19??” I find myself obsessing over not feeling the baby yet. 3rd time Moms are suppose to feel it sooner!…. But I’m “only 19 weeks”.
*Sigh* guess that’s what happens when you know you’re pregnant practically the day after you’re actually pregnant. You’re on pregnancy fast forward.
Life.
Since my last update, we’ve been semi-settling into our temporary apartment while our new home is finished. The apartment is nice enough, nothing to complain about, but I just want to feel permanently settle. Unfortunately though, we were informed that that “permanently settled” date may actually be more like WEEKS (or days!) before the baby arrives, not months. This news triggered my very first crazy, hormone induced, preggo meltdown … which began in the kitchen cabinet store. Yep. Totally in public. That was fun. When we got back to the apartment James whipped me up a Crystal Light Margarita Mocktail and listened to my rambling. If that doesn’t scream love, I don’t know what does.
Cravings and Weigh-ins
No pregnancy cravings to speak of, except for my addiction to sparkling water and seltzer. In the past few days, I’ve downed bottles Pelligrino like they were the bottles of the merlot I truly needed.
I am up a grand total of 10 lbs. And find that I’m treating every doctors visit like a Weight-Watchers weigh-in … that always ends with food. The days leading up to the visit, I am the picture perfect healthy eater -all salads and fruit. The morning of, I pray for nature to call (yes, I said it), wear the lightest clothing possible, remove shoes before I step on the scale (because every ounce counts)… and when I leave, I either eat through the sadness of gaining too much (like last month when I gained 4!!) or eat to celebrate a “good month” (like this month, when I gained 1 – woohoo!).
It’s comical and twisted all at the same time.
Getting To Know Babe
As I said earlier in the post, no movement as of yet. A few days ago I felt a zap type feeling- not the flutters I remember in early pregnancy, but a larger feeling that kind of felt like movement you might feel later in your pregnancy- so I’m doubting it was movement. I have no idea what that was.
This month we have our 20 wk sonogram, which can tell the sex of the baby. We still want to keep it a surprise, but I can tell already it’s going to be hard. Besides the fact that part of me wants to hear its a boy so I don’t have to research anymore girl names, the kids are dying to know, and part of me wants to start baby shopping when I see something cute. I must admit though, I caved last week and bought a cute Sully onesie. If its a girl I will make a froofy bow and make her Sully’s girlfriend.
The Name Game
We are 98% sure we have our boys name…. but girls? Impossible. I almost forgot how I married the pickiest man ever when it comes to children’s names. When we were having Laina, he vetoed so many names that I finally said her name is Delaina- and you’ve used all your vetoes, so there! {stomped feet, stuck out tounge} … ok that tantrum part might not have happened, but luckily, he loved the name and our child is not nameless.
So, once again I’m finding myself constantly looking for new names, throwing them out randomly… even the kids are weighing in– but so far, no dice.
Laina recently suggested we name the baby Delaina S. (for Sparkles) if it’s a girl… which, honestly may not have been the worst suggestion in the world because it is inevitable that whether a boy or a girl, this child will get called Delaina at some point (Ry, I mean Delaina, I mean…).
Tell me, do you have a favorite girls name I might be able to borrow in the event I cannot convince James to love my number one choice? … It’s only a 50/50 shot that I’ll use it and my bets are on a boy right now.
Complicated Cash (not real money) to the first person to come up with a name we can both agree on ;)
