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Today was the big day, the day of our ultrasound. Last night I had the weirdest dreams. In one dream they told us the baby was a boy but when I posted the gender revel pictures online all the balloons turned pink. In another dream they kept changing their minds telling us first it was a boy and then changing it to a girl and then back to a boy, etc. I haven’t had a really solid feeling one way or the other this time around. At first I was leaning towards boy because I’ve been carrying weight differently this pregnancy and I was so much sicker in the beginning than I was with the girls. But, lately I’ve found myself going back and forth, hence the crazy dreams.
Well, the not knowing period is finally over. The verdict is in. We will be adding a…
…girl to our crew in September. Maya is super excited. She has said all along she wanted another sister. Anna doesn’t really have a clue but she loved the balloons she got to play with today thanks to our gender revel photo shoot 
Introducing Baby Girl #3. I think she is going to be a cutie just like her big sisters
I’m halfway there, plus a few days! Last Saturday marked the halfway point of this pregnancy, 20 weeks. It really is crazy to think that I’m already 20 weeks and only have another 20 (give or take) to go. At times it feels like just yesterday that I was sitting here looking at the positive pregnancy test, completely stunned. This pregnancy is going by so fast so far.
Here are a few 20 week (+5 days) belly shots for you.
As I sit here writing this Yaris is kicking away. I truly can’t wait until Monday when we finally, FINALLY!, find out if this little monkey is a boy or a girl. I have never gotten this far into a pregnancy without knowing and the suspense is killing me. I don’t know how people make to the end of a pregnancy not knowing. I just couldn’t do it.
I am finally feeling pretty good and after 18+ weeks of constantly nausea and vomiting I was so ready to hit the “feeling good” point of this pregnancy. I still have days where I feel nauseous on and off but luckily those are much less often now and the good days outweigh the bad. Hopefully I can make it to the end not having to deal with crazy morning sickness again.
Settling in to enjoy my favorite part of pregnancy and anxious to make the big announcement next week. Is Yaris a boy or a girl? A few more days and we’ll finally know.
I’m 18 weeks (almost 19) pregnant with Little #3, who will be further more referred to as Yaris (nickname courtesy of Maya) and already feeling huge. Consciously I know I’m not, I can see that I’m not, but that doesn’t stop me from feeling like a whale for much of the day. Perhaps it is the chasing after 2 energetic children that does it, or the still feeling sick on and off, who knows. But, since I’m feeling huge I thought it might be neat to look back at what I looked like when I was 18 weeks along with my pregnancies with Maya and Anna. Won’t this be fun
18 Weeks along with Maya. Not quite sure why I was taking belly shots like this. I think it was Lorne’s idea 
18 Weeks along with Miss Anna, taken the day we found out she a girl.
And, finally, 18 weeks along with Yaris.
I was incredibly surprised to find that there really wasn’t all that much difference, in my belly anyway, my hips are a completely different story.
18 weeks into this pregnancy finds my finally mostly over the crazy “morning” sickness I suffered for the first 16 weeks or so of this pregnancy. I still have days where I’m nauseous off and on all day and I still find myself occasionally running for the nearest toilet but thankfully those days and fewer and further between lately. I don’t have any specific cravings or aversions this time. I love fruit just as I did with my previous two pregnancies (does that means Yaris is another little girl?) and seafood has been a bit of a turn off lately but for the most part things seems to vary from day to day in that department. I’m feeling Yaris moving very regularly now and the movement has advanced from little flutters to distinct kicks lately. Once I felt a rather firm kick on the outside for the most part you can’t really feel him or her morning on the outside yet. I think Lorne and Maya are looking forward to that development. Still counting down the days until my big ultrasound 2.5 weeks to go!
In a few days I’ll be 18 weeks into this pregnancy. It blows my mind that I am already so close to half way through gestating my third child. This pregnancy is going by so, so fast. Being super busy already raising 2 kiddos makes time go by at warp speed.
As I enter these weeks that mark the middle of my pregnancy I am getting more and more anxious to find out if Little #3 is a boy or a girl. My good old Mother’s Instinct has me leaning toward one particular gender but I really can’t wait to see if I’m right. My St. Louis doctor always did the anatomy scan around 18 weeks. My doctor here doesn’t do them until 20-22 weeks. I’m scheduled for the big ultrasound on May 13th when I’m 21 weeks along. It still seems so far away.
So, here we sit, impatiently waiting to see if we will be adding a boy to the mix or adding another little girl to our estrogen heavy family. I hate waiting!
It has taken me a while to feel connected with this pregnancy. Between the surprise factor that took me a while to get over and constantly feeling sick, getting to a point where this pregnancy felt real and I felt connected to the new little life I am creating has been a struggle. And, the fact I’ve struggled to find that connection has made me feel horrible. I’ve never struggled to feel connected to my pregnancies before.
Slowly, the various steps of early prenatal care have helped. My first appointment, complete with my first peek at Little #3 helped it feel a little more real. My first trimester screen ultrasound, watching Little #3 do his/her acrobatics on the screen and seeing a little baby taking shaped helped. Hearing the heartbeat with the doppler at my last appointment helped. All these things have helped and yet I still don’t feel like I’m where I should be yet.
Last week I began the feel the tell tale pop pop popping of those first flutters, those first movements. Feeling those first little flutters has really helped build a connection. I wouldn’t say it is where it has been in my previous pregnancies yet, but I’m getting there. I’ve always loved the first little flutters. Those early movements that only I can feel. I didn’t think I’d feel those again so I’m trying to savor them.
The near constant nausea is still hanging around. I had a week or so where it has eased a bit and I thought I was almost out of the woods but it has returned, blah :/ These little flutters sure do help make feeling sick all the time a little more worth it.