Child, I dub thee... KICKY!
The first time I felt the baby move, I was horrified. "Ewww! ALIEN!"
Then it became rather endearing. "Hey there, sweet thing! Mommy loves you!"
Now it seems to only happen at the most inopportune of times. Like when I am trying to concentrate on something at work. Do have any idea how hard it is to concentrate on something when there is a very small person tickling you from the inside?
In 14 days, I have another ultrasound. At this one, they *should* be able to tell us the baby's sex. I say *should* because I'm hearing more and more stories about babies who just won't cooperate, hiding their bits from the scan as though they have anything to be bashful about in utero. Fingers crossed, I'll walk out feeling pink or powder blue. If not, I'm forking over the extra $$$ for a private 3D ultrasound. I wanna know, DAMMIT!
Oh, and they'll check on baby's development too.
Another thing they don't tell you about until it's too late? Round ligament pain. Or, as I like to call it "Holy FUCK! Somebody just stabbed me in the groin!" Yes, it really does hurt that much. It goes away after a minute or two, but WOW! I knew the end was going to be painful, I had no idea it was going to hurt nearly all the way through.
2 comments:
I can totally see you doing just that when you felt the first kick.
Do you want a boy or a girl?
You know, I used to think it was bullshit when people expecting a baby said they didn't care what it was as long as it was healthy. Now? I believe them. I really DON'T care what it is as long as it's healthy.
Though I must say, I'm fairly convinced it's a boy. There is no basis in rationality for this statement, I just "feel" it. I guess we'll test mother's intuition in two weeks.
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