And three makes...

...enough for a basketball team.  Or so I've been told by people who can't quite understand why we're having another baby.  "But you've already got your girl and your boy!" 
So, I'm not yet 7 weeks.  I am sick as a dog.  Seriously, I know it shouldn't surprise me every time, but it does.  It also surprises me that I a. survived this before and b. eagerly signed up to do it again.
Call me crazy, but I think this is a boy.  While it feels like I can't remember anything about being pregnant with Lilly, (the early stages anyway) this reminds me exactly of when I was preggers with Duke.  So, 3 more months or so and we'll find out if my crazy hunch is correct.

Seeing is Believing

I got to see Lilly yesterday for the first time since we found out she was a girl, some 10 weeks ago. She is doing great and is moving like crazy. They identified all body parts for me, so now I know what exactly is "kicking" and what is here moving her toosh around. She's also head down, so that was good news (as well as the fact that yes, she is a girl seeing as how I've finished the nursery!)
So, even though I know I am biased and the ultrasound isn't exactly like digital photography, I still think she is just the cutest thing. And I think she got Darrell's lips! 9 weeks till we know for sure...

Flying and standing still

I'll be 30 weeks on Saturday. Whoa, it is going quickly in some ways but soooo slooowly in others.

The furniture is set to arrive tomorrow! I think that will help me feel like Lilly is coming soon. Once the furniture is here I can start washing the large cardboard box filled with clothes, her bedding and so on and get everything put away. It will look like a nursery. That should make it feel like there's a baby coming, right? (As if this huge bump under my shirt wasn't reminder enough....) Then too I can get an inventory of what I still need and feel a little more prepared.

Pictures of the room to come once I get it together...

24.5 weeks, and yes I'm counting

We had another "successful" doctor's visit yesterday. Those things are a joke- check your weight, your blood pressure and measure your tummy.
On the positive side, everything is progressing well. I got another "lecture" about eating. I really don't think these doctors have any idea how much I actually put away. Last time it was, "Maybe have an extra piece of toast, or a bigger piece of chicken." On which helping, my second or third?! This visit, the doctor (a different one) wanted to be sure I felt "nourished" and that I was eating and not vomiting.
I have to say, I don't remember ever feeling "good" when I was pregnant with Duke. And I feel good right now. Yes, there has been some problems with sciatic pain (which they tried to prescribe me narcotics for!) and the usual discomforts, but all in all I feel pretty great. I've been able to exercise on a somewhat regular basis and I think not gaining so much weight is really helping me feel better. I still breathe like a very large overweight person when just getting up and walking around, but I guess that comes with the territory.
I hope I can continue to make healthier choices, and that the evening chocolate chips don't catch up to me (is it bad to eat half a bag in one sitting?) or my hips and butt!

On another note, I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of round 2 of Lilly's room decor. The first one (pictured on a different date) was not at all what I had expected. From the picture I was imagining a soft blue and pink. What arrived was a turquoise and coral horror show. So that was returned, I started from scratch and picked out something a little louder but still cute. In fact, it might be better as it probably will be more appropriate for a somewhat older girl than my first choice was.

We've started cleaning out the guest room and slowly but surely I am trying to get organized. A little over 3.5 months left!!!! Crazy... and oh so much stuff to do!

Knowing is Half the Battle

Well, well. Looks like the balance of the household will be tipped back to a more level playing field. You are a girl, and awfully cute at that. You are still quite the mover and shaker, and so far I feel pretty good. At 21+ weeks I am getting back into the groove of moderate exercise 2 times a week. Nothing spectacular, but better than nothing I suppose. I'm going to try adding yoga in there once or twice a week since I am getting awfully stiff.

As of last week's appointment my weight gain was right on track- 8 pounds. Quite different from your brother where I gained 13 pounds in 4 weeks!!!! Of course by now I might have upped that a few more pounds so I'm trying to eat healthily and take care of the both of us. (Meaning I really am trying to cut back on the chocolates, jelly beans and sugar- currently 'conversation hearts' which are in season for Valentine's Day. Oh, and the cheese!) I think you like food as much as I do- at first I thought you were going bananas when I ate sweets, but now I notice it every time I eat. That's my girl!!! Don't worry, we love food around here!

I am officially out of my clothes. I have no desire to be squeezed that tightly, so instead we are dealing with plumber's butt when the maternity elastic slips down too far. The Bella Band is great! I wish I had used it more with Duke. Maternity tops are still for the most part overkill, but a lot of mine aren't quite big enough in the right places, if you know what I mean.

Finding out that you're a girl was shocking to say the least, but your Daddy was so excited that it helped a lot. Also, I registered for lots of cute girl things and that made me start to anticipate your arrival eagerly. Not that we're ready for you! Heavens, no. In fact, if you show up too soon you'll be sleeping in a shoe box!

I've been telling Duke about you and he said he's going to teach you songs and read you stories. He says he's going to be a good big brother, and I think he will.

I can't wait to decorate your room- here's a preview...

I think I'll have a lot more to say about this baby once I know what it is... and the time is quickly counting down until I do!

You've been kicking and flipping a lot for the last couple of weeks (2 or 3). I will be 19 weeks tomorrow and couldn't feel Duke move till around 23 weeks. Hopefully you're not going to be hyperactive!!!

Sometimes I think you're a girl, but then I think it's fear that leads me to believe that. Sometimes I feel like you're a boy, but then I wonder if it's my desire behind that.

The pregnancy has been very similar to Duke's- very sick for a long time, I am getting bigger at almost exactly the same rate so far, and so on. Differences are this flesh-eating bacteria thing on my face and the fact that I don't feel as bloated- with Duke my arms were too big for certain sweaters at this point and I'm not having that problem now.

I've not yet had to break out the maternity clothes, but I feel it won't be much longer, I'm barely hanging on (and so are my pants!)

Soon the mystery will end...

Theory of Relativity

Time is a funny thing. I cannot fathom that my little baby is going to be 18 months on Friday; he was just born! On the flip side, I cannot believe that I've only been sick for 5 weeks. Darrell would attest, I'm sure, to the fact that it feels MUCH longer than that.



Lately I've been feeling sick in the evening and at night, too. While I do hate the incapacitated feeling, and the disheveled state that my house and work life is in, I do get a bit relieved every time I feel ill. At least I'm still pregnant.



And we'll know for sure on Tuesday, which is my next check up. If everything is OK then, we should be out of the woods. As far as that's concerned anyway. Then we have a whole different set of things to worry about. Like a car that both babies can ride in, and baby furniture.