A BOY!! Our baby is a boy! We found out last Thursday and have been so excited ever since. Something about knowing just makes it feel a little more real. I know a lot of couples choose to be surprised, but I’m happy to know that there’s a little boy growing in my belly.
I can’t wait to meet him. I hope he turns out to be a lot like Parker. As I was driving home from the ultrasound, I had visions of Parker sitting with our son at the computer, teaching him computer stuff, and I got all weepy! (Parker’s a computer engineer, fyi). It’s the mama hormones and I make no apologies. The boys better get used to it. :)
And for some reason, I’m not sure why, I feel slightly more prepared to be a first time mother to a son, rather than a daughter. I do hope I get to have a daughter one day, but for now, I couldn’t be happier to be having a boy. Of course, girls clothes are generally a lot cuter and easier to come by, and I had a great name picked out for a girl basically since conception, but none of those things can spoil this. I look forward to mama’s boy hugs, a boy who learns how to comb his hair just right by practicing in the mirror with his dad, and a boy who runs to the window every time a train goes by at the back of our property. Dragons, robots, pirates, trucks, super heroes, Star Wars (if my husband has anything to do with it), and all those other quintessentially boy things. But if he’s not into any of those things, that’s cool too (no gender stereotypes around here, haha :). We’ll be happy to get to know him and see his unique personality develop.
Also, at 20 weeks, I just started feeling the little guy move and kick around. Coolest feeling! They’re small movements though, so I have to concentrate and pay attention to notice them. Usually when I lay down in bed at night, I’ll rub my belly and think, “You awake in there? Can you give me a kick?” and I’ll start to feel little movements. Sometimes though, like while Parker and I were watching a movie over the weekend, I’ll get a great big kick that grabs my attention and makes me tell Parker, “Whoa! I wish you could feel this!”.
Anyway, happy Monday! That’s my exciting news I just had to share. :)
Any other mamas out there remember your reaction when finding out what you were having? Or the first time you felt a kick? It happens all the time, every day, all over the world, but somehow it still feels like the most amazing thing ever, doesn’t it?