Time is flying. Though my body is becoming less and less my own (and as a result, more and more uncomfortable) and individual days seem long, it feels like I'll wake up tomorrow with a baby in my arms. We're 4 months out!
Which is a good thing. The puking that I've written far too much about here has not subsided, and in fact it got worse this past month and a half. We went to our friends the Oxford's house a few weeks ago, and Justin had to stop the car for an emergency evac on the way there, and again on the way home. Not fun.
I've been trying my best to avoid medication, but finally asked my doc what the side effects of anti-nausea medication would be. She thought for a moment, then said, "Well, you'll feel better."
"Write the prescription, please."
Since then I'm not totally puke-free, but I am having far more good days than bad days. This I can handle. Still glad I toughed it out rather than using meds when baby was still in its early stages of developing.
Justin, I should mention, has been a total champ through all of this . . . super helpful, very understanding, and the dude never complains . . . even when he asks what we're having for dinner and I respond by sticking out my tongue and turning green. He's been such a kick-ass husband so far that I should have known to expect it, but he's just surprised me in so many ways during what has been a slightly challenging pregnancy. He's going to be an amazing daddy.
Oh . . . and I should mention . . . Baby L is no longer an "it." :) We found out we're having a little boy, and he looked wonderfully healthy and on-track growthwise at the ultrasound — apparently he is an effective little parasite. I couldn't have been more shocked — though I had always wanted a boy, as soon as I was pregnant, I figured I would have a girl, because nearly all my friends have had boys. I was SURE IT WAS A GIRL. Ha. Shows you how much I know.
(It all works out wonderfully. I like blue and despise pink. And, we have a few boy names that we're agreed on. Girl names were hopeless.)
We have the crib up in the nursery, a put-together stroller out in the garage, and this is all getting more real by the day. And, in case my big belly and achy joints aren't reminding me, Baby's kicks are getting stronger every day. Justin got to feel a couple of kicks the other day, which was awesome.
Here's Baby:
Here's his mama:
Can't wait til he gets here!
I'm so glad the vomiting has subsided a bit for you. With your crazy pregnancy, parenthood is going to be easy-peasy for you. When you have to get up 3 times a night for feedings, you'll be thinking, "What. At least I'm not puking."
ResponderEliminarAWESOME! Great photos. Glad you're feeling better.
ResponderEliminarEven though you've agreed on names, may I suggest the following: Bob Loblaw Lawlis (a la Arrested Development). The kid would go far in life with a name like that, I'm just sure of it.
I love this! Have you tried sucking on sour hard candy? That has worked wonders for a bunch of my pregmamma friends (and cheaper than the ones 'marketed' to pregos). I can't wait to see what this little one looks like and even more so can't wait for you two to embark on this- it is the best.
ResponderEliminarYeah, I've been using preggo pops since month 3, though I'm sure jolly ranchers would probably work as well... I just like the flavors. They help, but they weren't doing the trick a month and a half ago! :) Thanks for the happy wishes, everybody.
ResponderEliminarEmily — a guy in our fantasy football league uses the name Bob Loblaw for his team, and I kept giggling though I couldn't remember where I'd heard it before. I love A/D!
ResponderEliminarYou are darling! I can't wait to meet your baby boy! We are all so excited! You look super cute, too!! Hang in there momma! He's almost here!
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