I can't believe how quickly this pregnancy is progressing. I'm almost half way through. I must say that I do enjoy being pregnant and watching my body change, I feel a sense of pride as , although this time around it has been a little tougher on me. I am a lot more tired and have experienced a lot more nausea than I did the first time around. I am trying to enjoy everything as much as I can though as this may be the last time that I get to experience it (we are not sure if we want to have any more children - more so for financial reasons) and this makes me a little bit sad.
When we were pregnant with Ella we didn't find out the sex of the baby at the 19 week scan. This time though we decided that we would find out the sex of the baby with the idea that it would make things easier for planning and getting everything ready in time for his/her arrival.
Tim and I had talked about what we thought it might be, but who really knows? I was adament that Ella was a boy the whole way through my pregnancy and look how that turned out! This pregnancy felt a little different but I wouldn't go so far as to say that I thought it was going to be a boy because of these differences that I felt.
As with anyone expecting a child, you only want a baby that is healthy - boy, girl, it doesn't matter. We both talked about how nice it would be to have a little boy but we were also completely happy to have another girl. In fact it was a little exciting to think that Ella may have a sister and being so close in age we imagined them growing up together as best friends, sharing clothes etc etc.
As the days grew closer to the scan we became more and more excited to find out about this little being growing in my belly.
We went to the hospital early on monday morning and anxiously waited for the sonographer to do her thing. We saw baby's heart beat, little hands, little feet, brain - everything was completely normal and baby is growing like a little champ.
Most of the time baby was scrunched up into a tight little comfortable ball but it decided to cooperate for just a second so we could catch a glimpse of the gender. A boy! Most definitely a boy!
My heart skipped a beat and I smiled wide. I looked at Tim and his eyes instantly glazed as he found out that he would be having a son. What an amazing feeling.
I am so excited about the prospect of having a mischiefous little boy in the house (to match our equally mischiefous girl!). A healthy, happy, little boy.
I felt him moving for the first time on Tim's birthday after we went out for dinner and since then have enjoyed the subtle movements inside me, a gentle reminder that he's there and growing, such a reassuring feeling.
My life could not be better right now.
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