Can't hardly wait.

The first time I got to see my little one was when I was 8w4d pregnant. It was very exciting to see her little heart beating, and to see that there really was a baby there. But really, she didn't look like a baby then, and she didn't even have distinctive sex organs, so I didn't know she was a she. She looked like this:







Even though she kind of looked like a bug in that ultrasound, I looked at the little picture I had almost everyday. But then, when I was 19w2d pregnant, I got to go get another ultrasound. This time, she looked like a little (very skinny) person. It was so much fun to watch her moving around and to see her little hands, feet, arms, and legs. Here's a shot of her little body:




We got to find out that she was actually a she, which was exciting, and we got to see her little face. In this shot, you can see her face up on the left and her arms and legs curled into her:

Anyway, I'm now 28w2d pregnant, and I can hardly wait to see that little face in the outside world. Unless there's a complication, I won't have another ultrasound before I deliver, so these are the last pictures I get of her before we meet her. But whenever I look at these pictures (or watch the 15 minute dvd we got of the ultrasound) I get so excited. It begins a train of thought that includes questions like, "who's eyes will she have?" And for a little while all my worries and doubts go away while I imagine holding my little girl for the first time.

Resisting the urge.

I only have three months left. And while that may seem like a really long time, I'm sure it's also going to go really quickly. The point is, I feel like I should be more ready than I am. We have a car seat, a box of diapers, and a box of wipes (plus some really awesome hand-me-down clothes from a neighbor) but other than that, nothing. I know I have time, but the urge to buy things is killing me. I'm trying to be good about it and wait until after I have a baby shower so that I don't buy things I don't need, but with things like this taunting me:

or this...

(Which are both from here) it is a really difficult urge to resist.

Help me stay strong!

Kicks.

So I waited forever to feel this little girl move. I used to drink juice and lie down just to see if I could feel her squirming. But it didn't happen when I was trying to feel her. That's not to say that I remember the very first time she moved, because I was pretty sure I was feeling her for a while before I was positive. Anyway, now that time has gone on and her little punches and kicks have gotten stronger, there's been the occasional kick that's caused discomfort. Don't get me wrong, I love feeling her move and would rather have her giving me uncomfortable kicks than none at all, but those kicks to the bladder with their resulting sensation that leaves me with my legs crossed, hoping she'll pick a new place to move, are not fun during class. And today, while I was at work, she kicked my ribs. I had heard this was uncomfortable from other friends, but I was not expecting the sharp, tingling sensation that caused me to jolt upright in my seat. I'm sure it's only going to get more and more intense as the days and weeks pass, and even though her little kicks may cause occasional discomfort, it's probably the best uncomfortable feeling I've ever felt.



What's the most uncomfortable feeling you've had as a result of your little one's movements?

Diapers cost how much?!

So the other day, we got a coupon for $6 off of Huggies diapers at Costco. We decided to grab a box during our trip but when I saw that the box was $40 I swear my chin hit the floor. I've always known diapers were "expensive," but I guess until you actually have reason to look at the price, there's no reason to.

So we ended up buying a box of the Costco brand ones and deciding to research cloth diapering. There are so many awesome cloth diaper companies, and they all seem so easy, but I wonder if it's really worth having to do that much extra laundry. Plus, the fancier/easier they get, the more the cost goes up. AND, I have no idea how long to expect a cloth diaper to last. OR how many disposable diapers I would go through in a year. (You see, my husband and I are trying to be "smart" about it and do the math...how much do disposables cost/about how many would we use in a year vs. how much do cloth ones cost, how many would we need, how often do they get replaced, and how much extra laundry detergent will we be going through if we use cloth?) I think my biggest problem is that I've never had a baby before. I also don't know who I know that uses cloth diapers. I never thought this decision would be so difficult for me. I always just assumed that I would use disposables. But even if I did just decide to do that, there are so many different brands and so many people who swear by certain brands, that I feel lost there too.

Maybe I'm thinking about this too hard?



So, those of you who are already moms, I could use your advice! What do you do? What works for you?

Well, it finally happened.

I think I'm officially pregnant. My reasoning? Well, a few weeks ago as I was getting ready for bed I sneezed. Yes, I sneezed, and peed. It was only a little, but I definitely did.

Oh the joys of pregnancy :) and don't worry, I know it will only get worse.

So, other moms and moms-to-be, how's your bladder control these days?




p.s. I promise I won't mention pee in EVERY post.

That moment...

Anyone who's ever had a positive home pregnancy test can remember the moment. The second when you look at the stick that you've just peed on and actually see a positive result, whether it be a +, or two pink lines, or just the word pregnant.

I can't tell you how many sticks I've peed on in my life. But they always seemed to come back negative. So when I saw the positive test, I had to look again. I almost brought it to my neighbor's house to ask if she saw the second line too because I was sure I had tricked myself.

But when I was sure, I cried. Happy tears mixed with the words, "I'm pregnant," spoken only to myself since no one else was home. I looked at myself in the mirror in our bathroom and could already feel myself growing. My waist wasn't any bigger, but my heart was already making room for the little girl I'll meet this December.



What was your moment like?