First let me say that preparing for an ultrasound is pure torture. Already I can't make it thirty minutes without having to pee, and I don't think the baby has even found my bladder yet. As I understand it my current urine frequency is due to increase body fluid volume that is being used to supply the baby. I expect in the next month or so the baby will find my bladder and beat it like a set of bongo drums. I can't walk the dogs without feeling incontinent. I think by the end of this pregnancy I'll be walking them back and forth in front of the house so I can duck inside whenever I need to use the restroom. To prepare for an ultrasound I had to go 90 minutes without using the bathroom and drink 48 oz of water, I felt so submerged in pee I started to hold my breath! Fortunately the staff at the clinic are very aware of the accident potential in pregnant women and they do their best to keep ultrasound on time. Mine started about 10 minutes early, I was very relieved (Ha Ha!).
The ultrasound technician was very nice and quickly pointed out to me that the baby is in fact a little GIRL! Right now she weighs 13 oz, less than a third of the water I had to drink in order to see her on the ultrasound. (Please forgive the fact that I used fluid ounces and mass ounces interchangeably for that last line to work, go with it Nurse Horrible and Don.)
How are Hubby and Brumbee taking the news?
So in five short months the balance of power will shift significantly...
We're no dummies! The honeymoon is over. Already I've put on 288 oz to support this 13 oz baby, approximately a 22:1 support to baby ratio. By birth the ratio should be around 5:1, which I hope is closer to the actual support to baby ratio required as parents, although I'm sure we'll start at 22:1 as we are figuring everything out. To offset this, we are lining up helpers to come to Las Vegas and ease us into the new routine.
In the next couple of weeks I should start feeling the baby move and then a couple of weeks after that Hubby should be able to feel her as well. I've been told it feels like a grumble in my tummy, only I won't be hungry. At this point I'm not sure I'll notice, any movement in my stomach that could be remotely attributed to hunger is immediately rewarded with food.
The best part of pregnancy so far are maternity pants, the perfect blend of sweat pant comfort at the top and stylish pants on the bottom! I also have a make believe craving. I like to make believe that I have an insatiable craving for cookies, particularly chocolate chip, due to the pregnancy. Hubby recommends make believe cookies to go with my make believe pregnancy craving!
As far as names, our official position at this point is that we are nameless. Hubby tells me that with five months to go there's no rush, meanwhile I've filled a book with possibilities.
Ultimately we're very excited to know the baby is a girl and are looking forward to decorating the nursery and picking out baby items for her, as well as planning the next 18-30 years of her life, but we'll try to remain as flexible as possible. I'm already preparing my speech..."Young lady we chose the colors for your first room, we'll choose the colors for you first home."
Last week's poll, a dead heat between the four remaining NFL teams. Obviously only the two who chose the Cardinals and the two who chose the Steelers could be correct from this point, so we'll see in two weeks how the Superbowl turns out. I'll be cheering for the Cardinals, just because I can't believe they've made it this far and figure I should pick them for one game at least.
This week, in keeping with the baby theme, what do you think will be the more challenging part of parenting an infant?
P.S. - For Nurse Horrible, two words, "anal glands".
