The big reveal!

So, if you haven't already heard, I am having a.... (cue drum roll)...girl! While I was trying to be open-minded about the whole thing, in my heart of hearts what I really wanted was a girl and so did Mike so we were so happy when the technician gave us the good news. It was a pretty cool experience overall. We got to see her brain, heart, kidneys, bladder, etc. or at least we got to look at a blurry blob while the technician told us what we were seeing. I think that learning how to read an ultrasound is truly an art form. I didn't understand half the things I was looking at, but I did get to see her cute little head and hands, and at one point she was facing my back so we got to see her little butt and legs and even her tiny feet. It is hard to believe that she already has so many parts when she is only about six inches long (crown to rump). She is a very tiny, perfectly formed little girl and now I just can't wait to meet her! It is also amazing that she is moving around so much, and yet I haven't felt any of it yet. That is the next milestone and should be coming any day now.

Now, I know you skeptics out there are going to remind me that identifying the sex of a baby via ultrasound is not one hundred percent accurate, but I did have both the technician and the doctor offer their opinions, so at least two people who know what they are talking about said it is a girl. So, I feel confident (and also weird) in saying, I have a daughter, but I won't start monogramming everything yet.

Thanks for your patience. See you later.

Counting Down

So, I'm counting down to Friday, "G" day let's call it, as in gender day. Of course, the purpose of my 18 week ultrasound is not really to find out the gender. The real purpose is to check the brain, and lungs, and all the other body parts to make sure everything is alright, but all I can think is: boy or girl? boy or girl? boy or girl?! People keep asking me if I have that "feeling" about what it might be, but I really don't. To be honest, I kind of want a little girl, but of course I will be happy regardless. I just keep imagining my own little Isabel to dress up.

Anyway, I'll find out in a few days. I'm not much of a secret keeper, so I'll definitely let you all know, but I'd rather have the fun of telling you in person or over the phone, rather then here. Eventually, for those of you I don't see or talk to very often, I will certainly post the results here, if for no other reason than so I don't have to use both pronouns anymore.

That's all from pregnancy land! Talk to you later!

About the town (continued)

When you are skinny, anything that sticks out is your baby, but when you aren't you start wondering, "is that my baby, or my lunch?" I am just over sixteen weeks right now, so I should be really, really showing within the next couple of weeks. And on October 23rd, we will have the ultrasound that should be able to tell us what we are having. So, let the countdown begin. Start betting now.

That's all for now. I will do my best to blog again soon (for fear of the repercussions.)

About the town

Well, I've been getting some hostile text messages lately, and a few near threats because of my lack of blog posts. Although I have a stack of papers to grade, I think it's best if I take a moment to blog, for fear of what might happen if I don't.

So we went to a wedding last night and I decided to bring the baby along. It was incredibly well-behaved and danced the night away along with me. You can't really tell in this picture, but I am starting to show a tiny bit. Unfortunately, it is harder to tell if you aren't a skinny mini. (Continued on next post).

What dreams may come

I suppose that one benefit of not sleeping very well is that you get to remember more of your dreams. Last night I had my first pregnancy dream. I dreamt that I already had the baby, but that I gave birth now, at 15 weeks. My baby was fine. Actually, my baby wasn't much of a baby because in my dream she looked exactly like my two-year-old niece, Izzy, but that's beside the point. Anyway, what was funny about it was that I was so sad that I wasn't able to experience the whole nine months of pregnancy. I had missed out on having a giant belly, and feeling the baby kick, and all that fun stuff, and I was really bummed about it. It reminded me that this is actually a really fun, exciting journey to be embarking on, and I'm glad you're all along for the ride.