Yesterday Dave and I were anxiously awaiting our doctor's appointment since it was the one where we would get another ultrasound and hopefully find out the sex of our baby. After lunch, though, I got a call from the nurse saying that we needed to reschedule because the doctor was at a delivery. I swear, in all the time I've been going to this doctor, none of my appointments have had to be rescheduled due to a delivery. God must have figured we could wait a few more days. Now we'll (hopefully) find everything out on Tuesday. Oteila gave me a good comeback for those who ask us why we wouldn't rather be surprised...she said she told people, "I will be surprised. I'll be very surprised when the doctor tells me if it's a boy or a girl." Heehee. I'm not a big delayed-gratification kind of person.
Dave and I both agreed that we would be more surprised if we found out we're having a girl. Not because we don't want a girl (in fact, Dave prefers one), but because we already decided early on what the name for a girl would be and have been so consumed now with finding a name that we like for a boy. We started off being liking "Jacob" but realize now that it's kind of too close to "Jake," which is my brother and his son's name. Next we moved on to "Josh" and "Jonah" but now we're not sure about those either. Recently we've been thinking about "Caleb" and "Damien" but we're not completely sold yet. I like the idea of having a name to call baby for the next twenty weeks, but we'll see if we can come up with one. Maybe it will be easy and we've been braining for nothing cuz it's really Leah in there.
For the past couple days now I've really been feeling our baby moving around...especially at night when I lie down to go to bed and when I wake up in the middle of the night. Dave had a hard time feeling it at first, but last night he really felt it. I also noticed that if the move is big enough, I can see my belly move a little too. It's a trip.
I've kind of wondered when I'd start to feel excited or accept the reality of being pregnant...even though this is the one thing I've wanted MOST in my life, it hasn't really sunk in until very recently. Knock on wood, but because it's been so easy so far, I just haven't felt as different as I thought I would. Now that my tummy is round, hard, and moving, reality has set in and I'm starting to get anxious for baby to be here.
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I remember the first time I felt Kahia. It was so weird. And then, when it became something commonplace, I couldn't believe I had a little being growing in me. True, pure love is the first time you lay eyes on your baby.
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