Week Sixteen

Happy Hump Day - that will be even funnier when my mid-section looks like a big hump! haha!
Sixteen weeks down, twenty four to go. It still doesn't seem real to me. There are some obvious signs (big(ger) boobs, fatigue, food aversions) but other than that I am still in denial. I have an appointment tomorrow where we should hear the heartbeat. It will sink in a little more then.

A lot is riding on this visit. I am trying to keep my wits about me regarding the gender of this baby. I got a little teary eyed last week thinking that I may never have a daughter. But I also know I love my boys and will love this one too. David and I are big believers in the heartbeat theory for predicting the gender of babies. Everyone we know who had a girl had a high heartbeat, maybe 160ish. My two boys were both 144. On my very first visit for this baby I had an ultrasound and the woman said that the heartbeat was 144. I said "it's a boy!" But I am secretly holding out hope tomorrow that we will hear the heartbeat and the doctor will say "it's strong heartbeat is 160!"

Speaking of my boys I have had a lot of questions as to why I am calling them Holden and Scout on here. Orginally it was to protect their identity. I don't think anyone other than my friends and family read this blog but in case some creepy guy was reading it I didn't want him to have their names. That said I use their real names on my Facebook account so I don't know if I am doing such a good job on keeping them safe in cyber world!

I will write again tomorrow evening, after my appointment!
til then -
Mummy Q.