Well, the verdict is in. We have a BOY! I kind of knew it was going to be a boy, but kept choosing to believe we were having a girl. I mean, I was meant to have girls! Not boys! But it turns out, I’m going to have a son. So surreal on so many levels.
It took me several hours, but I’m excited. Not about the “boy” part, but about my child. I was already bonded to this baby that kicks and punches and rolls and flips inside of me all day. It was amazing to see all of his little parts and to receive validation that this child is indeed big and may very well swallow up his mama.
This baby is measuring TEN days ahead! What. Maybe that’s why I’m so huge and my pelvis is breaking!
People, I’m a 36DD right now, but my boobs look tiny against this giant bump! Most people give me this horrified look when I tell them how far along, or rather how not far along, I am. And this is why. Because my giant baby has my long limbs, daddy’s huge head and already weighs over a pound. Makes me feel much better about my 10lbs weight gain!
So that’s all for now. I’m still trying to wrap my head around all the news we got. We won’t know if everything is normal for a few more days. And in the meantime, I’m exhausting every channel possible to continue seeing my OB, since he’s staying in town and opening a new practice with another doctor. If not, he helped me decide on 2 possible OBs within my provider network.