Getting Real

Warning: This post talks about baby things and if you’re having a bad day, maybe don’t read for now.


Not that the positive pregnancy test, ultrasound and ever-tightening clothes (going to have to go maternity here pretty soon!) aren’t real evidence of what I’m cooking, this past week was the first time I really began to believe this is really happening. While lying down in bed I felt this massive “tap” in my pelvic area. It literally made me startle. It took me a minute to realize what it could be.

The baby is kicking! It did it several more times that night before I fell asleep. Then it repeated the same action the following 2 nights. Just as I lie down and get relaxed and start to read, I feel the tap tap tap. Its been so regular even my hubby got to feel it already. I won’t lie and say its not the most magical feeling ever. It give me reassurance that the baby is alive in there and moving around. I really pray that each of get to feel that moment at some point. My husband breaks the moment with “There is something alive inside your stomach, I think we should try to get it out.” Ha.

We have our 20 week ultrasound in 2.5 weeks and I am dying with excitement to find out what we are having. We are pretty set on a girls name, but unsure about boys names (I like quite a few, my husband hates them all), so can’t wait to see if we can stick with what we have, or need to start researching/negotiating boys names.

I know in the last post I mentioned questioning if we should do a “announcement” on social media, and we decided in the end, to not do one. I really think one positive effect of struggling to get to this point, is that now, for us, being parents is all that matters. All the hype about belly pics and announcements, nursery design and gender reveals just don’t have the same appeal they did when we started this journey. We just want the baby in the end. There is nothing wrong with doing them, we just decided its not for us. So we’ll just tell people individually, or email relatives to let them in on the secret. Even though we aren’t that close, I’m really dreading telling Will’s cousin, who was just a week ahead of me, and had a miscarriage somewhere between 7-10 weeks. I imagine that even though their pregnancy was not planned, it will sting to know I am where she should be. Maybe we’ll just let his parents tell them, since we don’t talk to them on a regular basis anyways, just family get-togethers.

Well, hubby is in DC for work for a few days, so I’m heading to Gone Girl with my book club this cold Sunday afternoon. Wherever you people live, if it’s not Minnesota (or maybe Wisconsin as well), be thankful. Winter has already started, which bums me out, because I really like Fall. I would kill for some 60 degree weather right now, and all we’ve got is 40s and 50s with complete cloud coverage/rain for the next 2 weeks!! Lets pray they’re wrong and we get some nice days!


October 5th and I’m already busting out the long johns!



3 thoughts on “Getting Real

  1. I can’t even begin to tell you the smile I had on my face when I saw this post in my reader! It’s so good to hear from you!! I’m loving your baby bump! xo

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