(I intend to be back later to update with pictures. I have one of the belly, one of Favorite's belly--for comparison--and one of the crib. Stay tuned.)
How Far Along: 21 Weeks (three more weeks to viability, and I'm counting every.single.one.)
Size: In actual measurements, Little Navajo is more than 13 oz (weight at the last ultrasound) and around 10.5 inches long--the length of a carrot.
Gender: Our party/reveal is on Saturday, and I am all pins and needles. The only person more anxious is the CCL, who can't keep her emotions in check. She just needs to know!
To recap, here are the standings:
Team Girl: Favorite, UncleBandy, PastorJosh, UncleJason, Gloria, SILSheena, Amber (who texted just so I would know her stance) and the BabyWhisperer at school
Team Boy: Me, Dad, Mom, LilBro (who won't bet against Dad) and the CCL.
Undecided: BigBro, JaketheSnake and Num-Num TheWonderChild who changes her views depending on how she's feeling at the moment.
My students are vehemently divided and have chosen to attack the teacher in the building making the cake for our party. I'm not entirely sure of the monetary amount, but she's been offered so much money for the reveal at this point, she probably wouldn't have to pay for Christmas out of her paycheck.
Next week, I'll be back with an official update and pictures from our gender reveal.
Movement: Navajo is sometimes a little rough. It's not difficult to feel him/her now, and a few other people have even managed to feel him/her from the outside.
Favorite is bummed because he hasn't managed to feel the baby kicking yet, but I have a feeling that will be rectified this weekend.
Sleep: It's off and on. I had some good nap time this weekend due to a little illness that likely didn't worsen due to my flu shot. Nighttime sleeping is hit and miss.
Maternity Clothes: Yep. They are more comfortable.
Symptoms: Dizziness, heartburn and insatiable thirst.
Migraines are starting to dissipate a little. No complaints on that front. Heartburn has picked up in response.
Aversions: It depends on the day. Some days, salad, milk and orange juice sound awesome. Other days, the thought of one or more of those items makes me gag. This week, I eliminated tomato soup from my diet. I used to love it, but I have no idea why. So gross!
Chicken is still at the front of things-that-make-me-want-to-lose-my-lunch. As is most meat, I guess.
Cravings: Milk! I'm amazed at how much I could drink in any given day. Greek Salads from Panera taste awesome right now, and my taste for coffee is back--though I have to limit the quantities.
And ice cold water. In large quantities.
What I miss: I'm so grateful to be pregnant. I can't think of one thing I should be missing.
Feeling toward pregnancy: This week, I put Navajo's crib together. Then, in one terrifying moment, I thought I'd have to take it apart to get it in the nursery. Thank heavens that wasn't the case.
Otherwise? I've been overwhelmed with gratitude.
I keep thinking about last year, and how hope was the one thing I anticipated and dreaded during the holiday season. For a lot of people, that last ounce of hope is the difference between going on and giving up, but it's also salt in the open wound of continued disappointment.
I have no idea where Favorite and I would have been had hope not intervened--and I'm not talking about the miracle of Little Navajo. I mean in the years it sustained us until we understood its worth.
And that? Makes me so very thankful for Christ, His sacrifice and the hope of salvation.
Best Moment this week: BIG OLE BABY KICKS.
Lord. Someone is getting a little crazy in there.
What I'm looking forward to: Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!
And then starting our baby registry.