I was reading that the baby has started reactive listening to things around it already. I thought that was so exciting so I got two books, "Guess How Much I Love You" and "Love You Forever", and started to read them to the baby. About halfway through "Love You Forever" it started to kick! It was amazing!
The day started out when I fell in our bathroom at around 5 am and hit my stomach on the side of the toilet bowl. I decided to go back to bed and just see how everything panned out. I started to cramp, and then when I woke up for the day around 8:30, I actually had some bright red spotting!
I told him that I feel bad ALL the time, and today it was extra bad. If he really thinks I complain all the time, maybe I should start so he can see the difference! I swear, men are so stupid. He actually said, "When I feel bad I toughen up and don't complain like that."
If the baby does not cooperate, I'm going to be very annoyed. It does have a tendency to be modest -- at both ultrasounds we've had so far, it's been reluctant to show the goods! So Tim and I have come up with a plan for me to eat a cookie 20 minutes before our appointment.
We found out it's a ... surprise! It was so confusing! When we first got there, the technician showed us three lines, definitely a labia shot! Well then, at the end, she showed us something between the legs and said, "Wait a minute..."
I just want to hold him and cuddle him and kiss him and smell him. I bet he's the cutest thing! He's been so active lately, it makes me want to reach in there and tickle his little belly! October can't get here fast enough!
We were talking about how we had thought we would've preferred a girl, but now that we know it's a boy, we are really happy! I guess somewhere deep down we wanted our first to be a son... is that old-fashioned? Anyway, I think we would've been over the moon either way!
It was so much better than sitting in a sterile waiting room. I had my fur babies around, my husband right there, and I got to listen to baby's heartbeat on my couch!
And then there's a part of me that feels this really cold thread of fear in my heart for him. He'll have to go out and deal with the world, and get hurt, and learn his own lessons, and that really scares me.
So between my husband thinking "Zeus" is the only suitable name for our son, and that every other name is a "chump" name, we are still clueless as to what this little guy is going to be called. *Sigh* Back to the drawing board..