I am so contrary... now that we have our ultrasound date scheduled, I'm wondering if we should find out what we're having. I know, I know!! I've been *dying* to find out this whole time and now I'm changing my mind? I told Tim, and he said, "But I want to find out!"
Our first Bradley class was about exercise during pregnancy. She gave us some basic exercises to practice that help build up the Kegel muscles, and stretch out the perineum. And apparently, if you do 40 pelvic rocks before bedtime, it moves the baby off your bladder and you won't have to pee as much during the night!
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 were in need of a good adventure, something to get us out of the house and break up these 40 weeks. So on Sunday, we drove 223 miles for a hamburger.
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!
I'm actually thinking of nixing the midwife anyway. Not because I want to give birth in the base hospital (ew!), but because I think I want to give birth at home -- alone. Tim is so not comfortable with this