I had my 20 week ultrasound awhile ago (27 weeks right now!) and got to see our sweet babe. And we are having a...
surprise baby!
We'll find out in June. We thought it would be fun to do this because we have absolutely no preference for a boy or girl and I love the picture I've painted in my mind of excruciating pain, one big push, baby's first wails, and then the midwife or Jamie shouts, "It's a - !" And then we all laugh and cry and pass out cigars. Kind of old-fashioned and fun, right? Right.
The other romantic, old-fashioned idea I have is to try for a natural childbirth. I'm scaaaaared. But I really want to do it. It's really trendy and all that, but I just want to know what it feels like. Basketball with spikes on fire is what I've heard... NBD. Also, I've watched a whole lotta Call the Midwife lately, which has only further romanticized natural childbirth for me. (And floral dresses. And living in London. And living in the 50s. And being a nun.) We have one little Debbie Downer coughJamiecough who hates the idea and "believes in modern medicine" and thinks I'm cuckoo. Really, to be fair, he just knows I'm a big wimp. I don't blame him.
I should also tell you that we don't have a boy and girl name picked yet! Well, we do have a girl name we both love and will probably use, but I know a lot of people think it's awful. This equal parts gives me pause and makes me want to use it, stat. I have a boy name that I love and has special meaning and Jamie hates it. Hates it. He is really trying to like it, bless his heart. If anyone would like to have a baby name discussion, I'm here and waiting and you know it's my number one favorite topic. I'm also willing to talk about the enigma of female hormones and how I know nothing about them but am 100% certain mine are wack, pregnant or not. Usually my postpartums are really interesting, but this time I'm letting my hormonal crazy flag fly during the pregnancy. Would someone like to discuss this with me? I can't imagine why you wouldn't. I've actually tried to instigate this conversation with several people and gotten blank stares...
So that is the status of Baby Sharp. Also, I'm huge and can't stop eating. This thrills my family. The other night we got crepes and I was still hungry. So then we got pho and I was still hungry. So then we got fountain drinks and treats and I decided we should stop even though I was still hungry. (Sounds like a really promising Eric Carle board book.) We dubbed the night "Taste of the Town." (To be said with the same inflection as "Treat Yoself.") It was wonderful. Jamie's favorite night of the year.
This post is obnoxious. This is why I don't blog anymore.
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