I have gone through my entire fourth month wondering if my bump would ever come. I just don’t look pregnant. Everyone has told me that one day I will wake up and boom there it will be. So of course, every morning I wake up and look down to see if my belly has popped out. But to my dismay, I still don’t have my bump. As everyone has told me, I will regret wanting my bump in my eighth and ninth month, but for right now, I want it.
Well is it a girl or is it a boy? That is where I left off last month as I take you on this wonderful journey through my pregnancy. In true honesty, as long as the baby is healthy, then that is all that matters to us. But I really want a girl. So the day finally came. I was 18 weeks when we had the ultrasound. It took about an hour because the baby was being stubborn, good sign of things to come, I guess, and kept crossing its legs the entire time. I must admit that I was a nervous wreck, just thinking that we may be going home without knowing the gender. I had been waiting for this day since that positive sign came up on the pregnancy test. So finally about an hour later, the baby uncrossed its legs and whoohoo, we saw something. Well actually I didn’t, but the tech did.
“Its a Girl,” the technician announced.
I really thought it was a boy until she showed me the difference on a ultrasound. Trust me, you can tell the difference then. My first reaction was to stand up and do a happy dance but I was covered in ultrasound gel. My second reaction was to look at my husband and all I could see was his face already thinking where we could register for the guns and security guards for his daughter-to-be.
Of course, the next day Kris and I went to register for our little bundle of joy. I understand that it’s a little early, but really, did anyone think I could contain myself from shopping?
Now armed with a scanning gun, I think Kris and I scanned the entire store. We just need everything, you know. It was so much fun, but at the same time so exhausting. I have noticed that everything is always an adventure in my life lately. I love being pregnant and I feel truly lucky that so far I have had a wonderful and healthy pregnancy. I cherish every day and laugh at how much I have changed over the years. I have grown up, something that I never thought would actually happen, especially when I was in high school. So as my fifth month approaches I am happy to say that I finally got my bump, a couple of days before my 20th week. All I have to say, and I know I will eat my words later, is … FINALLY!