Special Treatment

I should have known that as long as it took me to set up a family blog, I wouldn't be very faithful to write regularly. I actually enjoy writing, but narrowing down my thoughts into a post can be a challenge sometimes. Things are progressing normally with Mr. Malachi. We are at 22 weeks today. He has eyebrows! Last week, I finally reached the point of looking pregnant to the world. It's fun. The special treatment started at the same time. "Why don't you sit here. It's more comfortable." "Can I get you anything?" "Let the pregnant lady eat; she's eating for two!" It's funny. I am also getting to the point where I am starting to take people up on their offers to fetch and carry for me.

20 Weeks!

I'm 20 weeks today. Halfway there! My the last 2 weeks I've finally started to have a baby belly other people can see. Malachi is about 10 oz., and 10 inches long. Ten inches! That's pretty big. I can't believe how fast he is growing!

Just a Little More

We did our 20 week ultrasound today. What an amazing experience. I've always looked at other people’s ultrasound pictures and didn’t see what the big deal was. But it’s totally different when it’s mine. I’m feeling much more connected to this little person I’ve never even met. The tech was so confident that it’s a boy she said she would give us her firstborn son if she’s wrong. I was so surprised. I fully expected to go in there and see a girl. It was amazing to look at him and know him by name…Malachi. He’s an active little guy. He moves a ton already even at 20 weeks. I can even feel him doing flips pretty frequently.

I keep staring at that fuzzy profile and trying to visualize his features. Is that his daddy’s nose or mine?

This kid is already doing a number on me, and I’m not even to the hard part yet. This last week sleep has become a real challenge. And the back pain that I started feeling in the first few weeks has become much more constant. My bag of accessories keeps increasing. It started out with snacks, water, and various pills to combat whatever malady I encounter throughout the day. I’ve recently added a heating pad, pillow, and maternity belt. This has got to be good practice for carrying a diaper bag.

Joshua started feeling the baby kick a couple of days ago. We read that he wouldn’t be able to feel it for a few more weeks, but he’s continued to try, and it paid off. He has always been excited about the baby, but the ultrasound, and knowing it’s a boy, and feeling him move, has all been good for him to feel more connected with the baby. It also helps that we can call him by name.

Holding Our Breath

Tuesday is a big day for us. It is (hopefully) our only ultrasound, and our chance to find out whether this baby is a girl or a boy. I always said I didn't want to find out. Then I got pregnant. I can't handle the suspense! We've already chosen names for the baby, and are looking forward to being able to call it by name and having that much more of a connection with this little one. I really think its a girl. So we'll see how much mother's intuition I have after Tuesday. Though its a 50/50 shot, so I guess it doesn't prove much either way if I end up being right.

Here we are!

Well, I'm 19 weeks pregnant, and finally getting on the baby blog bandwagon. Better late than never. Story of my life.