On Friday morning I have my full anatomic survey ultrasound where they check the health of the baby, provide a 3D ultrasound, and tell me the baby’s gender. First and foremost, I’m praying for a healthy baby that gets a flying bill of health, obvy. But once we *hopefully* get good news about our healthy baby; I’m dying to know if it’s a boy or a girl!
I love girls, they are so much fun. My little Annabelle is a total girly girl. She loves makeup, shoes, and purses – all the stuff mommy loves too! And of course it’s incredibly fun to dress a baby girl in all those adorable little dresses. I die over those tiny ‘lil tutu’s! Whenever my friend comes over and hangs with Annabelle she always comments on how easy she is compared to her other friend who has a boy the same age. She says Annabelle is so dainty and calm in the way she plays and eats, whereas the little boy is rambunctious, has to kick a ball after dinner, and then runs in circles.
Not gonna lie; having a boy makes me a tad bit anxious. I know how to do girls, they’re easy. I don’t know baby boys yet. I hear they pee straight up in your face and have a ridiculous amount of energy that makes me exhausted just thinking about it. And let’s talk about all the new things I’d need to buy. I don’t have boy clothes or toys, it’s like starting over. But aside from all that, my biggest fear would be turning away while my baby boy goes through a painful circumcision at childbirth. I know I don’t have to get him circumcised, but I feel that’s the norm in our culture and I would hate to have him teased as a teenager or adult for a decision I made when he was a baby.
I probably sound like I want another girl pretty bad, right? I mean, I definitely find myself thinking more about girl names and girl décor than I do boy stuff. But I think that’s because girls are what I know right now, so it’s easier for me to picture that stuff. I will say that growing up I always wanted a sister and I was always so envious of my friends that had sisters. So of course, I would love to give AB a sister since I never had one. That being said; I always pictured myself having a son one day. Having a boy would be a completely different experience and would probably make this whole journey to motherhood of two feel a lot more unique if I knew there was a different pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
To anyone who is wondering what I want…I’d genuinely be happy with either one. Give me a healthy baby boy or girl and I’ll be the happiest mama in the world! So we’ll see tomorrow morning. It’s such a life altering moment because from this point on I’ll either have two daughters or a boy and a girl, which is a completely different family dynamic.
Baby bump watch continues – week 19!
I had my first instance where someone acknowledged my pregnancy this week, which means the outside world notices now. A woman at the gym was asking me where I got my skirt because she liked it. Upon taking another look at me she said; “Oh, is it maternity?” Nope, just the Gap! I definitely look pregnant this week, the bump has popped.
I’m starting to feel more faint movements in my belly, which definitely makes it all feel more real. It’s fun to lie in bed at night or in the morning and rest my hands on my belly willing the little peanut to move. I can’t believe how fast this whole thing is flying by. I have so many things to keep me preoccupied right now, with a toddler, selling the house and a big move ahead of us, that it’s going to be my due date before I know it. Ahh! Two babies, OMG!! What am I doing??! Ha!