Yeah yeah yeah… I know I’m late on posting but I promise I’m making up for it by posting extra pictures in this post. 😉
First of all I want to take a minute and THANK each and every one of you for all your kind words and support from my Week 18 post. I could not believe how many of you took time out of your busy lives to post a comment, send me a message/email, call, text, and send cards. It still remains to be tough for me and I struggle daily with every comment my little girls make to me about our DokaBear. (My two year old asks daily where he is and when he is coming home.) I imagine it will take a very long time for me to be able to talk/think about him without tears immediately following. That is okay though. It is just a reminder of how much he was loved and that is a good thing.
So moving forward…
Honestly these past few weeks have been a blur with so much on our plates. We closed on our new house and we jumped in head first into repairs and construction to get move-in ready. We bought an unfinished house and will be moving in while doing construction BUT we do have to do some things to actually be able to live in it. This is a completely different post and will have to share some pictures in the weeks to come. We have also been trying to get as much fun in the last few days of summer as my big girl is starting Kindergarten this week!(Again, a whole other sob filled post.)
A few pregnancy related things to discuss though. I was pretty sure at week 18 I started to feel some movement. Those of you who have been pregnant know this feeling is strange and varies. Although I have been through this and felt this twice before, I still wasn’t sure. It totally could have been gas and I didn’t want to say baby was moving just yet. Well… at week 19 that movement became a definite! One day it was a little flutter and the next day I was getting full on kicks to the stomach. CRAZINESS! Again, I know I’ve been through this twice before but I don’t think it will ever get old to just lay there and feel and watch my belly move. I think I can honestly say this is the ONE thing I enjoy about pregnancy. I know our bodies are meant to make babies but it is still just crazy to me that I am baking a little nugget in there that I will one day hold in my arms!
WEEK 19: Baby is about 6 inches and 8.5 ounces.
Moving on to week 20. This is the big week! We were finally going to get to hear if we were having girl #3 or if my husbands dreams were going to come true. To be completely honest, I really think I could have gone the whole pregnancy NOT knowing the sex this time. This is crazy and if you know me, you are probably thinking ‘yea right Lauren’. I’m a TOTAL control freak so this really shocks me too. I don’t know if it is because it is third baby or maybe because I was convinced it was a girl anyways so why did I need someone to confirm that, or my husband jokes it is because we won’t have a nursery in our new home to decorate (since we will be in a construction zone!) Anyways, the girls were really excited to go to the Ultrasound and see the baby in Mommy’s belly. Okay is it just me but am I the only mother who can NOT make out ultrasounds???? Seriously! I’m looking on the screen and all I see is blogs moving around! Is that terrible? Maybe I shouldn’t admit this. I mean yeah I can see some things but for the most part I’m like “wait, what, explain that again…” My husband on the other hand thinks he has a medical degree or something and starts going back and forth with the ultrasound tech like it is another day at the office. Then the moment came and she said those three little words:
IT’S A BOY!
It kinda happened in slow motion. I instantaneously thought to myself, ‘that can’t be right’, I heard Boo start crying, and saw my husband try to control himself from doing a cartwheel and chest bumping the nurse. I still think it took me a few minutes to understand that we were having a BOY! Once it sank in, I really didn’t think about it much as I was more concerned about asking the nurse if everything looked normal and healthy. That is all that matters anyways right? My husband kept asking me why I wasn’t happy and accusing me of wanting a third girl! Ha. I guess I just convinced myself that we were having a third girl and I was on board to live in princess land forever.I’m not sure my husbands brain was even there the rest of the ultrasound. I’m pretty sure this is what was going on in his brain at that moment…. (If you know him at all, you know that UNC basketball is just a given future for him and his son to share for years to come!
We finished our appointment (after a scary round with the scale… holy weight gain in just a few weeks… YIKES!) and I came out to my car to find a bajillion text messages from friends and family wanting to know immediately what the results were. We called our Moms but you know me… what kind of photographer would I be if I didn’t do some sort of picture announcement!
Many of you have heard me refer to the baby as ‘Roscoe’. I have even had very close friends call to ask me if that is the baby’s name and why did I reveal the name this time? (I didn’t tell anyone the girls names until they were in my arms after delivery.) Please be rest assured that ‘Roscoe’ is just a dumb name my husband has called my belly from the moment we took the pregnancy test. Unfortunately it has stuck and this poor kid is most likely going to have a dumb nickname. But this capture was necessary to take to let the little guy know that Mommy has him covered and I promise I won’t let Daddy have final say in his name! 😉
PS. Please ignore my disgustingly huge belly button! YUCK!
WEEK 20: Baby ‘Roscoe’is the size of a single banana (length). Average is about 10 ounces but the ultrasound nurse estimated about 12.5 ounces.