20 Weeks

Yay! We're halfway there!

This weekend we went shopping for some maternity clothes, since I had been feeling quite uncomfortable squeezed into my old pants... I got a pair of khaki shorts and 2 shirts from Ross, so of course those were a great deal, but the real find was at Motherhood Maternity. I got a cute pair of jeans for $17! And that was the regular price, which is quite remarkable, considering all of the items I looked at on the sale rack were over $2o. All I can say is thank goodness for pants that fit! Also I'm super excited because I just became aware of the fact that Down East Basics (where I've been buying all of my long undershirts and whatnot for cheap) has their maternity shirts back up on the website now (before the website said they wouldn't be up until the end of the summer, so this is great news for me!). Anyway.

We go in for our ultrasound tomorrow!!!!! That's pretty much the most exciting thing EVER! What's funny, though, is that last night Trent and I both had dreams about the baby. In Trent's dream the baby was a girl, already born, and he was appalled because she had earrings. A little known fact about Trent is that he hates earrings. I mean neither of us really loves the idea of piercing a baby's ears, but Trent hates the idea all together. (This is funny because while we were dating I was oblivious to this fact and was so excited that I got my ears repierced while I was at home for a couple weeks--Little did I know my lack of earrings was one of the things Trent had liked about me. Good thing I had other endearing qualities!) Sorry, that was a really long side note.

My dream was about going to get the ultrasound. I dreamed that we went to the doctor's office, and the nurse gave me a gown to change into. So I did, then she didn't come back for 2 hours. Trent and I finally went looking for her and found her in some far-off part of the building, where there happened to be an ultrasound machine and she was ready for us. In my dream I had to face the opposite direction of the machine to get the ultrasound so I couldn't even see it at all. Trent was watching with the nurse. At first she said it was a girl, then she said it was actually a boy after all. Then the dream skipped to a little while later, where we were apparently hurrying after the appointment to get to some soccer game or something that Trent was playing in. As we got there I asked Trent if the nurse had at least given him some pictures of the ultrasound that I could look at. He pulled them out of his back pocket. Instead of the pictures I expected to see, the only ones he had were some little line-drawing type pictures of the outline of the shape of the baby. I was so bummed. I asked Trent if that's all he could see during the ultrasound were the line drawings, and he told me it had been a split screen with the actual ultrasound on one side and the line drawings on the other. I was so sad I had missed the whole ultrasound and all I got to see were some lousy outlines. But I do remember being happy to know what my baby was. Anyway, kind of weird. Hopefully the real ultrasound goes a little better than the one in my dream!

It's just neat because it's like all of the sudden I'm pregnant! Obviously I've been pregnant for a while, but it just seemed so far from reality I guess, since I didn't look pregnant and couldn't feel the baby or anything like that. Now I obviously look pregnant, I can feel the baby moving (Trent was even able to feel it the other night for the first time!), we get to actually see our little baby tomorrow, and we'll find out if it's a boy or a girl! How real is that! I will admit, that though I know ultrasound people are really good at telling you pretty accurately if it's a boy or a girl, I have this little fear of the ultrasound tech telling us it's one thing, then getting all kinds of baby stuff for it, only for it to be born the opposite of what we thought it was... But I don't think that happens very often.

Anyway, those are just some thoughts about being 20 weeks pregnant!