Thank y'all so much for the sweet words and congratulations! They made the pregnancy feel more real, and hitting the second trimester has helped as well. Now I have that "special pregnant lady" vibe going, whereas before I had that "really nauseous, please don't eat onions within a mile of me" vibe.
Which leads me to the question every pregnant woman asks at some point- who is this little person swimming around inside of me? I know some women prefer to be surprised. I admire those women greatly. I really, really don't like to be surprised (ironic, given the name of this blog, I know).
With both Rip and Gracie, I had such strong feelings about whether they were male or female. I was right with both...this newest addition has me guessing.
Long before I got pregnant, I dreamed of having a daughter. I have a very good relationship with my own mother, and some of my best memories are of special things and days we have had together. I wanted that bond with my own girl one day.
And then I got pregnant with Rip. And man, I changed my tune quickly. Boy mom seemed suddenly the best idea EVER.
When we lost Rip, and I was waiting to get pregnant again, that was where my mind stayed...boy, boy, boy.
Then I got pregnant with Gracie. Turns out, I got the baby girl I'd been waiting for my whole life.
With this baby, my mind says "he". My first instinct was boy, and I have to say that is what I am still leaning towards...but my body says she (please see afore-mentioned "really nauseous, no onions etc"). I was never sick with Rip, very much so with Gracie.
So here is what I know-
If we have a little boy, he will be the best thing that ever happened to us.
If we have a little girl, she will be the best thing that ever happened to us.
Because sometimes you really do get what you need.