- Baby S-W (heretofore referred to as Chaz) is doing very, very well
- Chaz has a little nose and big feet
- Chaz is currently hanging out upside down
- Chaz has a great looking spine! (I was fascinated with the spine - way to go Baby S-W)
- If you don't want to find out the sex of the baby, the technician gets real quiet towards the end...
We are now past week 21...19ish to go. I have about 30,000 books to read, a condo to sell, a move to make, a house to buy...and I need a pedicure. Job stuff will come in time - thankfully we both have employment on the other side - we're just not sure when John's will begin.
We also took the time to do a baby registry...and I think registering for a baby was much more exhausting than wedding registry. At least with wedding registry- everything is a known quantity. You should get 10 placesettings...you need a few changes of good sheets...you shouldn't register for toilet paper. But with a baby - it is all brand spanking new. How many bottles do we need? No idea. What kind of stroller? Not sure. Anal or ear thermometer? Yikes. It's all so new and unfamiliar - very exhausting. We also decided to hold off on everything to give ourselves the chance for some Consumer Report research to pick the best car seat, stroller, baby bouncer seat, breast pump, et cetera. Good stuff.
The other observation we had is - babies get gendered assigned sooooo early. It seemed to me that once we know the sex - all choices are being made for you on what they'll like. No one waits to ask the baby what they want. Everything was either blue or pink - and tons of baseballs for boys and butterflies for girls. Not really that many choices for the "we're not finding out" crowd. Don't get me wrong - we love green and yellow...it just limits your options. Though, I can't say if we knew the sex we'd have a different set of clothing or bedding - John isn't thrilled with the sports bedding/clothing motifs and I've never been a big butterfly person. Ah well.
Also, little Chaz has started to kick. It's not a really obvious feeling. More of a displaced digestion feeling...at first it is unsettling but I'm getting used to a few kicks every couple hours. Usually at 6pm at work when Chaz is thinking "let's go home" or after meals that have garlic. Chaz is currently saying hi...probably poking me to go make dinner. Good idea, Chaz, good idea.
1 comment:
So you want some motherly advice? Not that you asked or anything. :-) Skip the books on pregnancy, child birth, etc. Don't waste your time. It'll be over so quickly. I highly recommend reading just a few books on what life is like right after the baby is born, especially the ultimate breastfeeding book put out by the La Leche group. Excellent. I can't remember the name, darnnit. But be careful not to read too much. Because then you freak out if your baby isn't following the charts exactly. I just winged it mostly and ended up pretty fine. You will be blown away at how strong your mothering instincts will kick in once Chaz arrives. (Mine were named Huey and Pugsley in utero!) God has given you an amazing ability to feel what your baby needs and to respond. You won't be right all the time, but you will be most of the time. :-) At any rate, don't fret too much about baby right now. Get your life settled in The Mother Land while Chaz is doing the back flip in your belly.
Post a Comment