Almost half way!

I should be writing more, but I don't like to drone on about the same things... although THIS post will be NEW stuff, like our ultrasound last Tuesday in which we found out... I AM HAVING A BOY! We practically hi-fived the technician, who wasn't the nicest women in the world... it didn't matter WE ARE HAVING A BOY!

We both wanted a boy first, although I was warming up to the idea of a daughter. 

We weren't going to find out, when we were but only us, then that all went down the drain when she zoomed in on his little bits and told us it was a HIM. We barely left the appointment before we were telling everyone!

I liked telling all the girl predictors they were WRONG.

On top of this little 'Zilla has started swimming around... I can't feel him ALL the time, but when I do it is obvious he is trying to be felt. When I lay down on my left side, especially when Richard cuddles up he starts dancing up a storm. He's not big enough to feel on the outside, which sucks for my DH, but soon. 

I have a midwife appointment to hear his little heart and get all my test results. I haven't seen anyone since early February. It's time... the appointments keeping getting delayed because of live births, which I can't argue or compete with. 

What else??? Ummm... we got the crib! Mum showed up this weekend with Solstice and a BIG giant box. We spent most of Friday night putting it together. Its bigger than I expected, but perfect. 

The building process... 

The severed arm shot... not sure what is happening here

Ta-da!

We haven't made any further headway on the nursery, because we can't seem to stay focused on a theme. Before we had picked Dr. Seuss, but couldn't find any bedding so... we talked about Pooh bear, which I didn't like. We talked about Eeyore, which I loved, but ran into the same issues as the Dr. BUT NOW that we don't have to keep it neutral everything BOY is the theme... better said RICHARD is the theme. We've got Ninja Turtles, Motor Cycles, Maps, guitars... everything a little Richard would need to be happy. Its less limiting than a theme... if its cute we buy it. 

I loved this, but there was no other pieces...
it would look very lonely as the only piece of the Dr. in the room.

We still need to find the accent colour so Mum can get started on the sewing projects, she is making curtains, pillows and bedding. I think it will be in yellow, but I can't seem to make up my mind... SURPRISE.

Oh yea... and in the past two weeks I have found my new favorite store: Once Upon a Child... its a consignment store for kids, most of the stuff still has the original tags on it, but its priced at 80% off. I have spent $100 so far and can probably dress my SON for the next 9 months. 

This is Richard's favorite outfit so far... its SO small.

I love baby shopping... I need to reel it in, though. We have to work on savings for while I am off work. Apparently the Government hates parents... we are getting NO help for 12 months and things will be tight, but it will ALL be worth it.

Love!

PS - I learned to crotchet so I could make this little sheep for my little one!

His name is Henry... 

And I love him!

Just for fun... me and Zilla at 16 weeks.
I really need to take a new shot this week.

Approaching Week 18

You are currently 17 weeks and 5 days old... although I hope my dear sweet Zilla never reads this blog. Sometimes it is peppered with frustration.

Today I am happy to say I feel good. I refilled my Dilectin prescription which is working better than I realized (two days of unmedicated nausea will do that). I think Zilla is fighting a battle in my belly... or I have really awkward gas, but based on where my intestines are currently located... its my child working out. 

Not much new to report... we meet with Anita again next week and in less than two weeks our last ultrasound (fingers crossed). This is also the ultrasound where we have the potential to determine whether I am carrying a little girl or a little guy. 

It's funny... from the beginning of the idea to conceive I assumed a boy would be first. I always assumed a boy. It never crossed my mind that I could parent a girl, not that I wouldn't love a little Melanie running around. It just never occurred to me that a girl could be exactly what we get, not until my good friend Angie made her, almost never wrong, prediction of a little girl. 

Even then I still laughed at the idea... I was clearly having boys. 

Now I don't know... all the wives tales point to girl (9 out of 10), but I still dream of having a son, which has to mean something. I am happy either way to have a bouncy bundle of love float into our lives, but a girl changes the game. I am more afraid of raising a girl. I know how much work I was. I know the challenges with a girl vs. a boy. 

That being said... I would love to have a daughter. My mother drives me crazy, but I love her and would be lost without her. I see Richard's mother and all the struggles she faces, because she doesn't have that bond with a daughter. She wants it with me, but its not the same and it can't be forced. 

Having a daughter means baking together, gossiping, talking about boys, planning a wedding, sharing a pregnancy and all the other mother daughter things, Richard's mothers will never have without a fight. That makes me excited to have a little girl... maybe she will love dresses and flowers, maybe she'll love dirt bikes and mud. She will own mine and Richards heart for her entire existence... her poor little brother (hoping for one of each... hehe). 

And the relationship between our little girl and her Dad... it melts my heart to think of him with her... learning about ballet and princesses, sitting down for tea and nursing her first broken heart. He'll work to teach her about tools and oil changes so she'll never depend on a man for anything... no man other than Dad. She will look at him like he's a hero and he will look at her like she owns his heart. 

That is why having a girl would be amazing... the teaming up on Richard, because GIRLS RULE is just an added bonus. 

Now having a boy... it just seems so natural. A special little guy to snuggle with, to watch him grow into a man like his Dad would be the best accomplishment I could have. Helping him prepare for prom and tie his shoes (those are backwards, I hope by Prom my little guy can tie his shoes... although its family rule to slip into DCs). I can't wait to hear him say he loves me and I am the only girl for him, knowing its not true; kissing his scrapped knee as he tries not to cry. 

Teaching him the right way to treat a girl and the benefit to having a softer side. Playing in dirt piles and learning about trucks. Watching him and Richard get all greased up in the garage upgrading his dirt bike. Hearing his stories of bad guys and hero's. 

Aw... I am all full of emotional goo today. I just can't wait to whom ever floating around on the inside. 

Love!