week 21 (late)

Sorry this is late, but we didn't have our internet hooked up at the new place until tuesday morning and tuesday night somebody was hogging the computer doing real work and wouldn't let me blog. Sigh.



Anyway, here is week 21's belly picture. Our next dr's visit isn't for about 3 weeks away...so not much to report there. Mood swings are cute, after they are over. I just can't get over the size of this thing. Her belly is huge! And I'm surprised, there hasn't been much in the way of food cravings either.

Peanut has been ID'ed

Peanut has been identified. Well, more than identified...we know it's there, but now we know the sex!

So now I've baited you, time to build anticipation.

We went into the dr's office and had the ultrasound done. Turns out, Peanut is a bit bashful. Peanut wouldn't move in the right direction for the dr to get a clean shot at it. So in the meantime we got some ultrasound pictures of the spine. All the vertebrates look good. Then we got a foot, an arm (complete with radius and ulna) and a bit of a hand. Then we got some pictures of the face. It looks weird...just spooky looking. The dr warned us that baby faces look like Skelator, so don't be worried.

Then she (the dr) took a look at some other important spots like the abdomen, head, kidneys, bladder and apparently those all look good. So by this time the dr had hit all the spots that she wanted to check on and all that was left were the 'you know whats'. So she's looking and looking and pushing on Amanda's belly and and looking and pushing and looking and prodding and looking and then the dr revealed that she figured out what it was and double checked that we wanted to know (we weren't pressured to find out, just curious--if she could see it, okay, if not, it's okay too).

So she double checked her sighting and ...




The dr stated that she felt confident that Peanut is a ...



boy.

She pointed and showed us a leg going this way and a leg going the other way and something else hanging in between. Suddenly Peanut was being cooperative. So then she flipped the ultrasound the other way and showed us another view of what appeared to all of us to be his Talleywhacker.

Of course, we are taking this with a grain of salt. Peanut could be a trickster and very well could have been waving. Well we are waving back!

week 20 belly pics

Here we are at week 20. I can't believe we are more than half way through this thing....



Wow, that's pretty big huh? Wowsers!

wee ocho

Wee Little Peanut here has been nominated to state 8 random things about his/herself by Aunt Julie. Well, let's see if the Dadio can come up with something appropriate and befitting of a fetus 20 weeks gestation.

little ocho:

1. Thankfully, I have no scars yet.
2. Nobody but me and God know whether or not an x or a y showed up first on Mom's egg. I'm going to cross my legs and keep them guessing at my next doctors visit.
3. I like to do the Jitterbug while Mom is driving or riding in the car. I think it's funny because she doesn't know what to do and mildly panics. Mmmuuuaaaah!
4. Speaking of making my Mom panic mildly...wait until she see's what I've got stored up for my diapers. Did you know she's never changed a diaper? Oh, I'm going to break her in good.
5. I hope my parents don't paint my room a dumb color. Just look at the way they dress for crying out loud....there isn't a photo around that doesn't have Mom in stripes! And don't even get me started on Dad. Someday and that day may never come, but he's going to realize that each new day isn't another day that God made so you can wear a ratty, faded Pearl Jam t-shirt. Let's not even mention those Hawaiian shirts.
6. I'm already feeling the parental pressure to attend and graduate from The University of Toledo.
7. I think my Dad is going to tourture me by making me eat onions and Indian food shortly after I exit this womb. That being said I'd like to make a request for anyone to drop me a line on any good child abuse lawyers they know. I'll pay you back, trust me, we'll win this case.
8. I can't decide what hobbies I'd like to take up first, rearranging Mom's piles (there are so many to choose from!!) or spitting up in Dad's hair. Each sounds like it will be so much fun. Maybe I'll just play with the cats and pull that long thing on the back that looks like a built in leash.

Peanut would like to nominate Aunt Mandy to carry on the 8 random things post.

belly pictures!

Here we are at week 19. We are getting some size here! I need to calm myself because Amanda threatened to take away my pregnant belly picture privilege because week after week my laughter is becoming more and more maniacal.


Here is a half turn side shot. I like this a bit better, it adds depth!



This week has brought us not too much new....the maternity clothes are starting to be filled out nicely. That much is certain. Her appetite has been about the same, just a bit more snacking and 2 bowls of cereal for breakfast instead of 1. Mood swings are so so. Honestly, I really don't notice them...although she does cry much easier at regular intervals.

Peanut is on the move!

I kept wondering why feeling the baby move is called 'quickening.' From my experience it's because suddenly you realize the baby is moving. And the next day you realize the baby is moving a lot. Then the third day the baby is jabbing away like a boxing champ. At least Peanut is athletic.

Seriously though, it is weird to feel something move inside and think 'someone is IN there and he/she is depending on me.'

Also the major times Peanut likes to kick it is when I'm in the car. This scares me (not badly) for two reasons. First, I was a horribly car sick child. The annual car ride to Wisconsin required pulling over and Dramamine. If Peanut doesn't like car rides now, just imagine in a few years. Second, we are going to Wisconsin this summer and taking a van. That's going to be like fourteen hours of kicking and punching.

The rest of my students found out today about the pregnancy. They were all pretty funny because they all 'knew' but were afraid to ask. So they all started listing off when they figured it out. Like that I didn't give blood. One boy said "I figured it out the day you threatened to take away my oatmeal creme pie." I laughed at that one because I remember that instance and I would totally have eaten the creme pie in front of him.

And for Julie, I think I will look into Bella Bands. I had heard of them, but was skeptical. And by skeptical I mean stubborn. I also heard one person say they were itchy and made shirts ride up. But for the added comfort I might as well check it out. :) For those of you not in the know Bella Bands are the latest rage in maternity wear. Seems like it is a wide piece of elastic to help hold pants up. I'll let you know if I go for it.

Week 18

Here it is...week 18 belly.


Not much news to report...no vomiting this week so that's good. My poor wife just has the darnedest time getting a restful nights sleep.

Wardrobe Malfunction

So Chris helped me buy new clothes, but I have not yet gotten new jeans or many new tops. I'm also stubborn because I haven't gained that much weight, so do I really need new clothes? Yes, yes I do.

Early in the week Chris tugged at the bottom of my shirt and said he didn't think it fit very well anymore. I thought he was referring to my tummy getting big, but I didn't realize what he really meant until I saw my reflection at school later that day.

I was wearing a gray button down shirt with white vertical pinstripes. Now since becoming pregnant I have become rather well endowed in the upper body area. And I'm not talking about my arms. So this shirt is pulling a little around the front and the stripes seriously accentuate the problem. So I walked around the rest of the day with one hand tugging my shirt straight.

And the last pair of jeans that fit are about to get packed up. It was rough wearing them today. If my shirt were longer I'd have unbuttoned the top of them. Unfortunately my shirt is a little too short due to the belly and endowment issues. *sigh* I never thought I'd enjoy elastic waistbands this much.

My freshmen found out about the pregnancy this week. They are happy for me and all keep saying "I thought so, but I didn't want to ask." Apparently one boy once asked a lady about her pregnancy and she was just overweight so she slapped him. I'd been eating in one class pretty regularly (seriously, lunch at 12:45??) so that was a big tip off. Another boy said he'd heard in his health class about how pregnant women get cravings. I said it wasn't a craving so much as I was so hungry that if I didn't eat I would kill one of them. They all pointed to a boy in the front row. It was rather humorous, but maybe you had to be there.