Baby D Passed Again!

On Wednesday, Baby D had its 20 week anatomy scan and (s)he passed with flying colors! The heart has four chambers, the spine goes from the head to the butt, there are two arms (with hands and fingers) and two legs (with feet and toes) and he/she weighs a total of 12 oz (a Coke can!). 

Of course, Baby D was being a bit stubborn. Apparently it was sitting during the sonogram, making it difficult for the technician to get a picture of it's entire spine (from head to butt). Finally, after about 45 minutes, Baby D moved and we got to see the whole spine! It was actually very cool. (Sorry no pictures of that. I think the tech was just glad to finally be done with us.) 

 

H is now even more convinced that it is a girl. At the end of the sonogram, he said something to the technician and reffered to the baby as a "he" and she corrected him by saying that he shouldn't say "he" because we don't know what the sex is. That, of course, made him even more convinced that we're having a girl. I'm enjoying the waiting game. It's kind of fun to guess. Only problem is that we have to pick two names, two sets of furniture, two stroller colors, etc.

PS I know H isn't fond of being mentioned here, but I just want to tell this quick story. When I arrived at the hospital (I was a bit late, hard to find a cab), H was waiting for me at the front. There was a blind man trying to find his way to the door without anyone to help him. So H walked over to him, asked if he needed some help and verbally guided him to the door. What a gentleman! 

Shopping

On Sunday we decided it was time to begin our baby shopping research. Being Jewish and superstitious, we don't plan to buy anything before the baby comes (except for the necessities) but we do want to be prepared so that we don't have to make those decisions when we're sleep deprived new parents.

Our journey took us to Buy Buy Baby, (the Bed, Bath and Beyond owned baby megastore) where we decided to focus on strollers and baby furniture. At the stroller section, we played around with the Bugaboos before someone was available to help us. I must've asked some good questions because by the end of our little tour, we had another couple (due one month before us) listening on! We then stuck around to hear their questions and then moved on to the furniture department.

In the furniture department, a knowledgeable woman came to help us almost immediately. We had already decided that we wanted furniture that converts from baby to kid to teen so that was one decision down. She walked us around and showed us a variety of brands and collections. There was even a collection with my name! We left liking the first two brands we saw best - Natart and Old Mother Hubbard. Now we have to decide what pieces we'd like and find a collection that offers all of those pieces. 

There's a lot of decisions to make and we haven't even gotten to bedding, clothing, etc. I'm overwhelmed...

Everybody Drink!

When I was in high school, I spent a summer in Israel with my youth group. One of my counselors was a bit paranoid about dehydration. Once an hour, she would yell "Everybody drink!" All 30 of us had to drink from our water bottles. I could've used her yesterday.

I got dehydrated yesterday - no fun. It kind of felt like a bad hangover with cramps. I had a headache, was nauseous, tired and overall felt blech. So, I went home from work around 2:30. I bought two Gatorades and cuddled up in bed with Jackson. After some rest and lots of fluids, I felt a bit better.

From what I've heard, most women experience this at least once. They're not kidding when they say you have to drink a lot of water! It's just that at some point water becomes VERY boring. Someone should invent pregnancy water. In my mind, it will come in different flavors and be addictive (without harming the baby) so that pregnant women want to drink.

Today I'm back at working and feeling better. But now I have a water bottle at my side at all times!

Math

So we all know that math isn't my strongest skill. I'm not bad when I have a calculator and I can plug formulas into Excel, but when left to do simple math in my head, I screw it up. So it should come as no surprise that it took H a good 20 minutes on Saturday morning to explain to me that I'm not in my fourth month, but rather in my fifth. For some reason, 19 weeks means four months in my head. In the real world, when you are 19 weeks, you are in the second week of your fifth month. He explained that weeks 1-4 are month 1, weeks 5-8 are month 2, weeks 9-13 are month 3, weeks 14-17 are month 4 and weeks 18-22 are month 5.

Of course, I didn't understand his first explanation so he had to give me a second one. (He counted backwards from my due date.) I finally got it and am now accepting the fact that I am in my fifth month.  I guess I've been telling people I'm in my fourth month for the past month and a half. 

Let's hope Baby D takes after H in the math department.

What I Miss

People have asked me what I miss most now that I'm pregnant. I know they are referring to food, but there's a lot more than food that I miss. So, I think it's time for another top 5 list.

Top Five Things I Miss (food included)

1. Turkey sandwiches 

2. Dresses (or skirts) with zippers

3. My jump rope 

4. Sleeping through the night

5. My mind

Saving time

One great advantage to being pregnant is the time I save getting dressed in the morning. Currently, I have about 4 skirts, 6 tops and 3 dresses that fit and I can wear to work. So while I used to take 15 minutes to figure out what I wanted to wear and tried on at least 2 outfits, now I get dressed in one minute. The odd thing is, I'm not really getting to work any earlier. 

Pregnant

You know you're pregnant when:

1. A stranger in an elevator says "Oh, we're having a baby!" (We?!?! What did she have to do with it?) 

2. Your husband is excited you've gained weight in your belly and lovingly talks to it.

3. You have to sleep on your left side. 

4. You get excited over little flutters in your lower abdomen because it means the baby is moving/kicking. 

5. You are hungry. All the time.