This week we had our ultrasound to determine whether Baby Solomon was developing nicely and had all his appendages (I luv that word) and I am pleased to report that yes he does. Now I know that we keep referring to him as 'he' and even the technician commented on it, he said: "You guys seem pretty convinced its a boy"...but the truth is I'm humouring my partner (hereinafter referred to as "MS") who wants a boy, he has a name and everything picked out, but I'll get to that later.
Soooo question of the week or rather of the last 16 weeks has been: Is it a boy or a girl? It's hilarious because even when I was hardly showing and still had a six pack (a post coming soon on the loss thereof) that was the first thing people asked. Well this week was even worse, I had friends and family coming at me left, right and center. My own mother tried to persuade me that as I was the ONLY one who didn't want to know the sex and that maybe she should talk to MS, have him find out and I can be the only one in the dark...hmmmm no mum...sorry it was a mutual decison. As soon as we walked into the room MS announced "We don't want to know the sex", which made me smile cus I knew for sure then we were on the same page.
Can I tell you that having an ultrasound is one of the most exciting features of my pregnancy, to be able to see my baby growing inside me is just fanastic. Here I am fantasizing about buying a machine just so I can say HI to him everyday and I'm reading online that maybe only 2-3 ultrasounds are necessary in the 40 wks....crazy!!! On this particular day baby was extremely uncooperative, just wouldn't keep still so we could get that perfect shot. First he was somersaulting then he cooled down and was pleasantly sucking his thumb and boxing with his free hand (did a quick check all his fingers are there :)), then he just refused to look in our direction, so all we could get was a profile pic which you see below. Its a bit blurry but that's our bambino in black and white!!!! Big head nuh? I don't even want to think about how much it will grow in the next 20 weeks...vaginal birth...makes you reconsider right?
So I was saying before a name, and I stress ONE name has been picked by Sir MS. We hit a serious roadblock this week on the "Name Our Baby"exercise. MS already has a boy name picked out which we've been affectionately using for the last 3 months, but last week I screamed what would be his full name to to top of my lungs and it just didn't flow. As MS doesn't seem to be budging and none of my suggestions float his boat we seem to be stuck with what we've got...for now. As for the girl name, that's mine to choose but he agrees with none of them, and so when IT IS girl and everyone but me is surprised, she'll just be called 'baby girl' for some time at this rate.
With all that excitement during the week when I didn't think it could get any better but it did...my mum surprised me with a visit, all planned between her and MS. I love surprises but this took the cake, all I could do was cry my eyes out when I saw her. I haven't seen her since last December and I guess she couldn't wait for December to roll around to see me again when I will have child in tow. According to her she had to meet MS and see me and my belly bump in its glory. Her first words to me were: "Are you still wearing tights pants?" as she surveyeyed me in my skinny jeans...lol!!! Like I can't be sexy pregnant. Gotta luv her. Her week's visit will deserve its own post but suffice to say it was splendid.
My friends have been asking for some belly pics so to celebrate week 20 I'll post some.
Kisses.
You may want to know:
New feeling: Hiccups in my tummy :), a sign that baby is exercising his lungs
Favourite item of clothing: those skinny jeans (in a size I will not share)
Cry fest: 2 - Mum's arrival and MS said something to piss me off (still love him though)
Craving: Watermelon and kiwi
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