At the office everyone is weighing in on what sex the baby will be. As of this moment it's a pretty close match with girl slightly edging out boy (7 to 6). We find out on Tuesday so everyone is very anxious to know. Most of all Jesse, me and the grandmothers!!!
Also, I think I felt the baby move for the first time last night. I was driving home and singing pretty loudly with the radio. I felt this weird bubbly thing low in my belly. Like someone was scratching at my stomach from the inside. I've never felt anything like this before so I can only assume this is the "fluttering" movement I'm supposed to be feeling. I'm guessing the baby either was dancing to my singing or punching me to get me to shut up. It better get used to me singing in the car!
Today I had a odd craving. I craved ketchup. Not french fries, not burgers with ketchup.. the ketchup itself. I could have poured ketchup on just about anything and eaten it. At lunch I had a nice big basket of fries with about a 1/4 of a bottle of ketchup. I don't usually smother my fries in the red stuff, but today I could not get enough of it.
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Friday, February 25, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Is it the second trimester yet?
This baby has a sense of humor. Should have known - it's Jesse's kid.
It likes to play with me. Make me think I've gotten over my morning sickness phase and then BAM! send me running to the bathroom to relief myself of my dinner.
So far I'm on this pattern of four good days, one bad.
That is better than four bad days so I'm not complaining too much, but I really think the kid is toying with me.
A lot of people are telling me this means it's a boy. No clue. The kid has a sense of humor there too.
Last sonogram it refused to uncross it's legs so we could see. I mean REFUSED. It was quite happy and warm and asleep and was none too pleased when the nurse poked and prodded it to get it to move into the right position. First it just plain refused to move, then after 10 minutes of being poked at it responded with a series of violent donkey kicks.
Maybe that's its mama coming out... I hate it when people wake me up too.
Here's to hoping for better behavior on the next doctor visit.
It likes to play with me. Make me think I've gotten over my morning sickness phase and then BAM! send me running to the bathroom to relief myself of my dinner.
So far I'm on this pattern of four good days, one bad.
That is better than four bad days so I'm not complaining too much, but I really think the kid is toying with me.
A lot of people are telling me this means it's a boy. No clue. The kid has a sense of humor there too.
Last sonogram it refused to uncross it's legs so we could see. I mean REFUSED. It was quite happy and warm and asleep and was none too pleased when the nurse poked and prodded it to get it to move into the right position. First it just plain refused to move, then after 10 minutes of being poked at it responded with a series of violent donkey kicks.
Maybe that's its mama coming out... I hate it when people wake me up too.
Here's to hoping for better behavior on the next doctor visit.
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