How did we get to almost halfway there?! Does this mean that an actual human child is going to be a (huge, all-encompassing) part of my life soon?! I find this both absolutely terrifying and indescribably thrilling. Hubs and I are starting to wonder what this little guy will actually be like. We pick out features to wish upon him, like my eyes (but his sight), his nose, my mouth, and his one-at-a-time eyebrow raising ability. We want him to get the laid back part of his personality, with the organized side of mine. It would also be cool if he liked to sleep as much as his (canine) older brother.
All is quiet on the pregnancy front... we had our actual official ultrasound and Baby O is looking healthy and strong, measuring one day ahead of schedule. I'm of the camp that believes the whole due date thing is pretty much a crapshoot, so I don't pay any attention to the fact that my doctor's office has tried to change me from March 22 to 24 to 23 and back to 24 again. I'm pretty sure he's going to arrive when he's good and ready. My doctor measured my stomach for the first time this week, and I'm happy to report that I'm measuring one centimeter AHEAD of schedule, despite all the scoffing I hear about not looking pregnant AT ALL. SO THERE, COWORKERS!
After all my worrying, I only gained two pounds between my 16 and 20 week visits, and so this time I got a lecture about making sure I'm snacking enough. Have sweeter words ever been spoken? SNACK MORE!? This I can handle! (Feel free to laugh at me when I get told to cut back again at my 24 week visit. I'm going to enjoy this while I can. Also, this bowl of leftover Halloween candy is not going to eat itself.)
PS. I cut my hair. Might as well embrace this mom thing wholeheartedly. :)