Yesterday I had my 36 week checkup and right before that appointment we were able to get an ultrasound. It was so fun to see our little boy and to be reminded that this is actually real. I've been telling people that now it doesn't seem real that I'm going to have a baby- I've just come to accept the fact that I'll always be pregnant. In so many ways this pregnancy has gone by faster than it did with Logan, but on the other hand I look back and honestly I feel like I've been pregnant FOREVER!! Once this baby comes I will have been pregnant 18 out of 20 1/2 months!
The ultrasound turned out great and the baby (STILL no name) looks perfectly healthy. Phew! He weighed in at approximately 5 lbs., 12 oz. (35th percentile). I had an ultrasound at this exact same time in my pregnancy with Logan and at that time he weighed 6 lbs., 11 oz., so this little guy is a little smaller than Logan, but still healthy. I'm okay with a smaller baby...easier for the whole birthing process, eh?
I am dilated to 2 cm and am 50% effaced. My doctor said, "I don't think there's any way you'll go past your due date." I want to jump for joy, but I really REALLY don't want to get my hopes up because, let's be honest, I probably will be late. (Once again...I was 9 days over due with Logan and still had to be induced.) A girl can hope though, right?
Josh and I are desperately searching for names and trying to agree on them. That actually is the problem- there are plenty of names that we each like, we just don't like each others names. Blast.
We went out last week and got the boys matching outfits to come home in. Doing that plus seeing the baby move on the ultrasound, hearing his heartbeat, picking out names, finalizing plans, etc...is making this seem more and more real. I can't wait to have a baby. And selfishly I can't wait to not be pregnant. Oh what it would be like to bend over, have a flat stomach, to run, and to not have heartburn, and to sleep. (Perhaps I shouldn't dream of sleep because I know I won't get that back for a while, but the other things I can't wait for.) I can't wait to cuddle my baby and to nurse again (I didn't get to with Logan for very long because I got pregnant so fast, so I'm excited about having a chance at it with this baby). As hard as it is to have kids and to be a mom and to deal with tantrums, poopy diapers, tears, teething, sickness and so on...there really isn't anything in the world that can make you as happy as kids do. Perhaps life would be a little less complicated and less stressful, but it wouldn't be nearly as rewarding and as joyful either. Logan learned how to clap his hands together this week and it tickles me pink to see him sit up, stare at his hands and clap them together. Who would have thought that my heart would melt all because of clapping hands? I certainly didn't think so, but man, I'm smitten! I can't wait to be smitten and infatuated with this next little boy. Hopefully only 4 more weeks.