Now that it's been confirmed that Baby #2 is a girl, everyone, including me, has swung into Little Girl Mindset. I've already had my mom mail me my little pink and white gingham baby blanket, which is now hanging over the crib in the nursery, and I'm anxious to start going through our packed-away baby clothes to start culling out what can be worn by a girl. I've also found myself eyeing the rows of adorable little dresses, pink booties, and flowered pajamas in the baby stores, although I haven't yet bought anything!
Jennifer

My mother, on the other hand, "just happened" to find herself in Babies 'R Us last week and bought a few little girl items, and a couple of her friends have done the same. Andrew and I refer to the baby by her name, as does Spencer. In short -- everyone is expecting, and excited about, the arrival of a little girl in October!

You can therefore imagine my horror at a work barbecue earlier this week when I told one of the women there that we were expecting a girl, and she responded with "Oh, yes, one of my friends in the U.S. was told that she was having a girl, too. She and her husband went out and bought all little girl clothes, decorated the nursery in pink, and the baby turned out to be a boy!"

What an amusing and charming anecdote.

I had a brief moment of panic before reminding myself (and the woman telling the story) that our doctor had definitively seen the vagina on the ultrasound (as opposed to the woman in the story whom, it turned out, was diagnosed as carrying a girl because little boy parts were not identified -- there was never any definite visual of little girl parts). Furthermore, I'll get a couple of more ultrasounds before the birth, so we'll have more opportunities to confirm the gender.

Mind you, as I've said all along, I would be thrilled to have a second little boy. I'm thrilled to be having a girl. I'm thrilled to start thinking of and relating to the baby as a girl, referring to her as "she," and beginning to envision our lives as a family of a little boy and a little girl. But it would certainly be rather disconcerting for me at least to have the baby arrive and, in fact, NOT be a girl, when I've been thinking of it as such for a couple of months. So I hope that the doctor is correct in her diagnosis that the baby is "100% a girl."



On the pregnancy symptom front, after a brief hiatus, the leg cramps have begun reappearing with quite a vengeance, usually in the wee hours of the morning. I'll be rudely awakened out of a sound sleep with my leg all cramped up and begin thrashing about in bed like a beached whale in an effort to get my large stomach and the rest of me *out* of bed so that I can stretch my leg. I would imagine it would be a fairly amusing thing to see, although for some reason Andrew doesn't seem to feel that way.

The non-stop urination is also becoming a bit tiresome. During the day, I need to run to a bathroom immediately any time I have a Braxton-Hicks contraction, and I'm up every two hours during the night to go to the bathroom.

This latter activity, combined with the leg cramps, probably have a lot to do with the fact that I'm also already starting to be really tired a lot of the time. The fatigue is not as bad as it was during the first trimester, but it's approaching that level. Not only am I frequently exhausted by the time I get home at night, but I'm also finding that I'm often not well-rested when I wake up in the morning, which for me is unusual, although not surprising, I suppose, given how poorly I'm sleeping. I guess I'm already in training for those early weeks after the baby arrives when I wake up in the morning brain dead after feeding her during the night.

Having done all this complaining, I am not yet at the point where I'm willing to go through labor to get this baby out of me and end my discomfort! But stay tuned ... PregnancyAndBaby.com

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