So, I think that I may finally be accepting the fact that I am pregnant. This is helped by everyone around me pointing out that fact. The guy that served my lunch on Friday said "Had a great weekend. Both of you". Neighbours are stopping me to wish me congratulations. Honestly, I'm amazed at how brave people are to comment on my bump this early on. But it is nice to know that all those extra kilos have been collecting at the right places.
The fluttering has turned into kicking, and it is so reassuring. As I have an anterior placenta, the doppler is quite difficult to use, but with all those kicks throughout the day, I usually feel pretty certain that everything is okay.
I am trying to read some baby books, but will often feel overwhelmed with how much there is to learn, and how much we have to do before the end of July. I am excited too, though. Every day I am reminded how lucky we are to be in this situation, and how if everything continues to go well, what an extraordinary summer we will have.
Scan and bump photos here.
Tuesday, 22 March 2011
Tuesday, 8 March 2011
This morning we had our 20 week ultrasound. Before the scan, my husband was talking to me, saying that today is the day that we find out whether we're having a son or a daughter. I told him that I didn't want to think about it and made him talk about other things. However, they called us up right on time, and soon got down to business. Everything looked great, and the sonographer couldn't find a single thing for me to worry about. They counted the fingers and the toes, looked at all the internal organs, checked the placement of the placenta and the fluid, and took a bunch of measurements. The baby weighs 377 grams, and we found out today that I am carrying a boy. It is strangely wonderful to be able to say "he" rather than "it". My husband has told me that I now have to start facing up to the fact that we are most probably going to have a son in less than 5 months.