We’re 15 weeks today. You’re growing like a weed in there, as is evidenced by Mama’s ever protruding tummy. I already feel, and look. like I’m one hundred months pregnant, so we’ll see what happens as the weeks progress.
You’re still making your Mama feel sick sometimes. Most days, it’s just first thing in the morning. If I get a good puke in, we’re good to go for the rest of the day. Other days, like yesterday, if I’m not careful about what and when I eat, then sometimes the nasties come crawling back throughout the day. Overall, though, you have been much easier on me than your big sister ever was, so I hope you keep that up.
For a while, I had a hunch that you were a little lady in there. But I think that was only because I had my heart set on your girl name and I just didn’t know what I’d call you if you were a boy. Now that we’ve found a boy name that we both love (I think) my suspicions have gone away and I don’t really feel strongly one way or the other. I guess we’ll find out in about 25 weeks, won’t we?
Speaking of your name, your Daddy is a stubborn brat! Getting him to discuss names is like pulling teeth and anytime he does, he just makes jokes. It won’t be long before you get to know how much of a joker your daddy is. Regardless, I think we’ve settled on your first name but we’re still working on the middle name(s).
You’re still making me crave salad, but now that the sickies have subsided a little bit, I’ve been able to broaden my horizons and start to enjoy food once again. I had been dying for eggplant parm for weeks and finally Daddy took Evalyn and I to Johnny Rocco’s the other night and my craving was satisfied. I’m still not overly pumped about red meat, coffee, and broccoli, but mostly everything else is in the clear now.
I’m anticipating feeling your first little flutters sometime in the next few weeks. I cannot wait to have that connection with you. I daydream about you all the time and am starting to think about the (many, many, many) steps that need to be taken to prepare for your arrival. I know that even though it seems like it’s in the distant future, you’ll be here before we know it. And we can’t wait!
Love you, you crazy kid!
Here I am – 13 weeks and 15 weeks
And just for comparison sake, here I am with Evalyn at 13 and 15 weeks. Whadya think?