I'll be 20 weeks tomorrow, and we have our large ultrasound next Friday. It'll be the one where they check all the organs and can tell us pink or blue for the nursery. I've DEFINITELY got a belly, and had the first person ask me just yesterday (who didn't already know) if I was pregnant. But I still feel bad about getting excited. It's very surreal.
I suppose have a general apathy around the pregnancy.
Have you decided on a nursery theme? No.
Have you bought anything for the baby? No.
Have you picked talked about names? Not really.
Have you started a registry? No.
Actually, what I say is: "We're just waiting to find out if it's a boy/girl." Because that's more socially acceptable than saying: "We're just really worried that the 20 week ultrasound will show us something terrible, and so we're just waiting for the all clear before we get excited." Actually, I'm just hoping that is the reason, because I really WANT to start getting excited.
We opted out of all genetic testing because we wouldn't terminate regardless of the problem. I think that it's actually caused me to have a little anxiety over this next ultrasound because there really could be something wrong. But the tests are expensive, and lost of them aren't covered by our insurance, so we opted out of them.
Quick notes to catch up:
- I have 8 more weeks of work before I'm done. I'm starting to get excited and scared that I'm going to be bored
- my weight: Initial loss=3 (maybe more? I didn't weigh myself at the beginning so this is just an estimate), total gain=8.5 pound, net gain=5.5
- Silly fact: My butt is exactly the same size as my belly right now, it grew over night on Monday night (I'm serious, I woke up and had a ba-dunk-a-dunk butt). I'm VERY symmetrical, and it looks HILARIOUS. I love it, and it makes me giggle. Sweets is putting together a picture where he's actually going to measure. I will post it.