I'm honestly so excited and so relieved to finally know that we're expecting a little girl. I was so sick of calling the baby "it" and wondering who in the world is in there. Now, I can say, "She's laying weird," or "Derek, can you feel her moving?" It's such a relief!
Ever since the ultrasound tech said, "It's a girl!" I've been in absolute disbelief. I was 200% convinced it was a boy. I had already been looking at boy clothes at Gap.com earlier in the day. There was no convincing me otherwise. I hate to say it, but I actually really wanted a girl and admit that it was for all the reasons anyone wants a girl. I imagine putting her pretty dresses, doing her hair, painting her nails, and having her be a little princess.
If she's anything like I was, and God help us, she'll be a huge girly-girl. I refused to wear pants until I was five because "little girls wear dresses." I wore old furs that my grandmother Kat would buy for me at Saint Monica's in New Boston. I would have to have everything pink and girly. When I was 8, my dad had hot pink carpet installed in my bedroom just to suit me, and I was a complete prissy girl. Who knows, though? She may be a total tomboy! I'm not exactly super girly anymore!
I've been in absolute disbelief about the whole thing. I've even double checked the ultrasound anatomy picture with others on the internet. Derek keeps saying that he didn't pay 75 dollars for me to keep wondering what we're having, and I mean, I understand his point. I even asked the ultrasound tech, "Are you sure?" She seemed a little offended. She said, "I've been doing this for thirty years." I was like, "I don't mean anything. I'm just a little shocked." I hope I didn't piss her off.
So here are the shots for all of you to see:
That's the first shot of her lady parts...
I think that one is a little more convincing.
I kept thinking that in the other one, it looked a lot like something else...
Here's a picture of her face
And a few more...
This is a profile shot.
And so is this one
I think you can really see how much she's grown in just three weeks. Her kicks are really getting strong, so I can tell she's getting very big in there. Based on typical estimates, most babies are around a pound at this point and measure about 11 inches long. A papaya is not a small fruit!
I guess her size could also play into the fact that I weighed myself this morning, and it said I'm up seven pounds since my weigh in last month. That puts me at 14 pounds total - which I wasn't very happy about. I'm going to weigh myself again in a couple days and see if it's still accurate. 7 pounds is a little too much! I didn't think I ate THAT much at Thanksgiving...
I'll have to take another belly shot soon. When I laid down on the ultrasound table/chair/recliner/thing today, my stomach made the weirdest shape. I was all lopsided, and it was clear where Miss Stella was resting. I had never really seen my belly do that before, so it was amazing to see how she can morph my stomach into crazy shapes! Last night, she leaned into my stomach wall and you could feel her sitting there. It was just crazy!
Things are going well, though. Most of my cravings have included: gravy; pizza; burgers; hot dogs. Nothing good for you. Oh, and I think I pretty much cleaned out Publix's pudding section the last time I was there. There's just something so delicious about sugar free pudding... Most of my symptoms are pretty chill right now. I'm mostly dealing with heartburn, but that's to be expected. I'm sleeping okay, other than those nights when little miss decides to do jazzercise in my stomach at 3am.
Anyway, I need to get to grading! I'm super relieved! Now, I just can't wait to meet Stella in 18 weeks! :)
