There's Something in There!

Just a few more weeks (actually less than 2!) until we find out of our little one is a boy or a girl. We are very excited!!

I used to be staunchly against this...I liked the whole romanticized idea of the big announcement taking place at the birth. But, now being pregnant, I see how easy it is to get excited about finding out, wanting to plan, or just plain ol' tired of calling the baby "it" or always having to qualify phrases with a cumbersome "his or her this" or "he or she that."

So February 11th is the big day!

They also have to check for any abnormalities, so I suppose it wouldn't be a bad thing to pray for us and the baby that everything checks out A-Ok.

Right now, the baby is really busy poking and prodding Mom. He or she (grr!) noticably made movements last Wednesday, and gave me a good solid couple of kicks on Thursday. Since then, each day I feel movement and today, they've been getting a bit stronger.

It's very cute because I noticed that the baby seems to move a lot more whenever Michael is around, and lately I've noticed it moves a lot when I talk to Michael on the phone. I know by now, the baby can hear things on the outside so it's no wonder it hears Michael's voice, but I think it's really cute that it seems to respond to him more than any other sound. In terms of talking to Michael on the phone, the baby probably feels a change in my heartbeat, or hears my voice that I'm happy to talk to him :)

We still can't feel movement on the outside yet...so I can't put my hand on my stomach or have Michael do that, and have us feel it. Just on the inside right now. It's kind of a weird feeling. I have to admit that for some reason I get worried a little whenever I feel it move because normally unusual things happening inside our bodies is a sign that something is wrong! It still takes me a split second to remember that it's a good sign and is supposed to happen.

I was trying to prod it and poke at it to see if it would poke back at me, or I could feel it better, but admittedly, I chicken out a little bit because I think I would freak out if I did feel something poke back at me...Ah! There's something in there!