Okay, I find it KUH-RAZY that I’m 18 weeks and 1 day pregnant already. What. The. Hell? The second half of this pregnancy is SIMPLY NOT ALLOWED to go as fast as the first. NOT ALLOWED!! I have waaaaaay too much to accomplish between now and then.
I am hoping, though, that this means those first 6-8 weeks of newborn hell might pass just as quickly this time because last time those first 2 months stretched out for what seemed like 2 millennia. No really, it’s okay. It can go fast. I know you “never get those days back,” and thank you sweet baby Jesus for that! I don’t want them to begin with. Keep them and send me home with a 2 month old, please. One that has already mastered breastfeeding, has it’s days and nights figured the hell out and has developed some semblance of a routine, preferably. *Sigh* If only…
Anyway, what I’m really trying to blog about is the big ultrasound we have scheduled for next Monday. Yup, only 4 days from now we’ll know what this baby, who I’m lovingly referring to as BBQ, is! So before I start the inevitable anxiety roller coaster that is waiting for a giant ultrasound that will determine if all of my baby’s organs are developing and functioning properly, lets have some fun and do some guessing as to what the gender is, shall we?
Some things for your consideration:
Cravings- Duh. Meat and BBQ sauce! And lots of Chipotle and Mexican food with sour cream. Other than that, though, it’s all over the place. I never had really extreme food aversions like I did with Kendall, but I had, and still have a really, really hard time settling on what it is I truly want. The other day at Dairy Queen I nearly had a nervous breakdown because there were just too many Blizzard flavors.
Physical changes- I did break out a lot in the 1st tri, but my skin is back to it’s glorious pregnancy self now, for the most part. Scott swears I broke out at the beginning with Kendall, too, and that I’ve just blocked it from my memory. I think I’m carrying a lot lower than I did with Kendall. I have to sag all my maternity pants half way down my ass because the bands cut me off mid bump. I’ll try to take a bump pic and post it later for your review. As for hormones, I’m as much of a psychotic, emotional wreck as I remember being with Kendall.
Statistics- Okay, I know that, really, I have a 50/50 shot of having either one, but these are some interesting facts to play with.
1. Myself and my 4 best girlfriends will have produced nothing but 6 boys in 2.5 years come this September (no girls from any of us). Who’s going to break the streak?
2. K is in a playgroup with only one other boy. 4 of the other moms are pregnant again, 2 of them have found out the gender and they are both girls. Is our playgroup destined to be overrun by girls?
3. Scott has 3 siblings who’ve had more than one baby. Each have had a boy and a girl. Will I be the mom to end up with two boys in a row (and possibly all boys)?
As for what my feeling is, well… honestly… I *feel* like it’s a girl. BUT, that being said, I wouldn’t be shocked at all to find out it’s a boy. I felt like K was a girl right before we found out, too.
I set up a little poll widget. You can vote below or in my sidebar. No winners, obviously, just for fun. Feel free to ask me any questions you think will help determine your answer.