20 Weeks

Whooaaaaaa! We're halfway there (How????). It is really starting to hit home that this is really happening. My bump has transformed from a questionable pudge to a weirdly hard, round object. It is just the weirdest thing in the world to look in the mirror and do a double take at my budding roundness. My stomach has also become increasingly itchy which is mostly just embarrassing when I keep shoving my hands up my shirt in public to scratch it. I make being sexy ultra easy to do. Sel's a proud husband of this glamorous preggo chick.  Speaking of Sel, he honestly is so incredible. He has been so sweet and patient with my slightly pathetic self. He constantly insists that I let him do whatever chore stuff I normally do. He also left me the sweetest note the other day at my work,

“Dear Lauren, You are so beautiful! Thank you for being the mother to our child. I am so excited to be a parent with you and to see this child love his mother like I do”

I am so excited for this little boy and equally as excited to be a parent with Sel. I know it will be the hardest and best thing we have ever done together. Bring on parenthood world!

Today we had our 20 week appointment and it was fantastic. Turns out we are for sure having a boy. Excuse the slightly scandalous image here proving as such, but there really is no mistaking his XY. He also was sleeping on his stomach throughout the whole ultrasound and so we (somewhat awesomely) couldn't see his face or heart. This translates into another ultrasound for us and Mr. Mini Sel in 4 weeks! Wahoo! I am zero percent opposed to seeing this little guy as much as I can. I was slightly bummed I didn't get to see his little face again this time around, BUT 4 more weeks of him getting bigger will make an even better picture for us. 

Very obvious baby boy part. 

People have been SO incredibly kind to us since we found out what we are having (not that they weren't incredibly kind before that). One amazingly nice friend gave us a HUGE box of boy clothes starting at newborn and ending at 18 months, a bumbo, a Graco snap stroller thing,a box of super comfy maternity clothes and some adorable flannel swaddle blankets she made herself. I actually cried a little bit (cause I do it all the time) when I got home because I was so overwhelmed with gratitude. I also had another incredible friend give me a box of her maternity work clothes to borrow and they are heaven sent. We have been treated with such an enormous amount of kindness here in Toledo that I hardly know what to do with myself. I could go on for days about how much I love our friends and ward family here in T-town. 

All of those who are easily offended by normal "woman" things should jump ship before I delve into some of the better parts of the appointment today. 

All aboard? Okay, so the ultrasound tech let me know it's typical to check your cervix at 20 week. She then goes on to say how they just check it with a transducer that is more or less a big tampon. I don't know where this lady is buying her tampons, but these things are like five times the size of a jumbo platex. I mean, I know I am going to give birth to a human with the head the size of a bowling ball in a few short months, BUT I would like to thing most people have been straight up with me when they say that it's like pushing a watermelon out. No one yet has tried to tell me baby heads are comparable to a small lemon. 

I think it is pretty hilarious and awesome that Platex decided to make tampons look extra trendy by making them bright colors. Who wouldn't want to buy something like that, eh?

A tampon times 5

The sonographer then went on to tell me how beautiful my cervix was. She looked me straight in the eyes and actually told me, "You have a really beautiful cervix".  I was understandably flattered as this is something I have tried my whole life to perfect about myself. I told her that we could met up anytime over hot coco and talk about all the ways I keep my cervix looking simply gorgeous. 

Also it is a well known fact amongst my friends and family that my bladder is about the size of a jelly bean. While doing the ultrasound (that maybe last 30 minutes) the sonographer had me go to the bathroom THREE times because it kept just filling right on up and she could see it on her screen every time it did. I almost asked her to measure how big my bladder is just for future reference. 

Last thing, HOW in the world are we supposed to pick a name for a human being?! A human being who will go through school with children (who can turn any name into something to be embarrassed about), who will apply to jobs with his given name, and who will introduce himself to all his lady friends with whatever name we end up picking for him? Way too much pressure for me to handle. I guess we will just wait until he says his first word and then just call him that. "Ball Warden" or Dada Warden has a pretty nice ring to it don't you think? 

Mustache necklace for the little lumberjack. Can you imagine how funny a little baby with a mustache would be? I can. It will become a reality in about 4.5 months when I paint one on our infant son.