So here I am with a pregnant 23 week baby in my belly. I am feeling great and still working out. I have not been running because I found I had to pee so much that it was not enjoyable. I also found out I have an anterior placenta, which means this. It also means that I am showing bigger than I should be and it also means that it took me a while to feel this little girl kick. My midwife says that either position does not make a difference for the baby but I do notice that I can’t eat too much. I am getting full so fast and so I have to be careful about how much I eat. The other night I was so damn hungry and I kept eating and I was so sick all night with indigestion. Ugh I hate that stuff; the acid reflux kills me and Tums can only do the trick for a little.

I had a friend have a baby last week and they had some complications. It made me scared and sad for her. I cannot imagine having new baby hormones raging and dealing with issues with my baby. When Max was born, the doctors said he had fluid in his chest. I remember them taking him one morning and I was all alone and I could not even pick up the phone to call Scott. I jumped up and cleaned my room and took some deep breaths and I could feel my heart shaking. But then they brought my Maxie back and he was fine. It was such a relief. I feel horrible for my friend. But for all I know-they will find out everything is OK. In am so blessed that Max is healthy and I am sure whatever will be will be for this little one in my belly. 

I know I posted before about the anxiety that one feels when you cannot feel the little on kick inside. I have to admit that I have 1/4 or maybe and 1/8 of the anxiety I did with Max. I think I am just more trusting of the process and my body. Max was more of a shover inside and this one seems to be dancing on my pelvic bone. Yeah that tends to feel very strange and awkward.

I keep telling Max to be gentle with my tummy otherwise Samantha is going to come out kicking him. I know I must post a picture. I have been so bad with asking Scott to take one of me. The belly is growing. Just yesterday this woman at out little gym class asked me when I was due. I said December and she looked amazed. She said she thought I was sooner because I had a pretty big belly. I said, “What do you think I am a fatty pregnant woman?” and I said this laughing. She said she was so sorry. I told her that with both pregnancies I have been all belly. I know I am not fat by any means and I was happy that I knew that but damn her.

In the parking lot she has one of those cars where the doors open automatically. She was not looking when she opened them and my car door scratched her car a little. She actually said, “Well that is what I get for making that comment”. Keep in mind that this is the same mom who is never watching her kid in Little Gym because she is gabbing away with the other moms. It felt good to know that I look good and I actually was happy that I made her feel stupid for saying what she said. I am a very sweet person and I would never intentionally hurt anyone but that woman needed to be put in her place. LOL

Also, I have an appointment with my midwife tomorrow and I am sure all will be fine.

This picture of the 19 week baby belly was taken down the shore. You can also see Esther the Super Pug relaxing in her favorite travel dog bed. I was actually baking muffins that morning since it was foggy still and kind of raining but by 12 pm, it was so nice and sunny. We were so lucky with the weather.

Anyway, about the belly. I have started to feel this little girl kick. I was worried because with max, I felt him kick pretty early. The nice woman at the ultrasound said the little girl in my belly was in a position that made it so I could not feel until she was bigger. So I stopped thinking about it and now I can feel some kind of kick in the lower part of my belly. I love feeling the baby inside moving around. Max was a pretty active kid and he is still that same way.

Did I mention that she was on my bladder for two weeks. If you saw a pregger girl running or walking and then darting off into the woods to pee, well that was me. I would work out while we were at the beach and I would have to stop every 1/2 mile to pee. It was horrible and did not feel so good but I am sure it will only get worse. 

I am feeling pretty good these days despite a teething kid that is not sleeping too well and a momma that needs more sleep because of a teething kid but all in all, life is good. I am counting down the days until we go back to the beach.

Today we had our full anatomy scan and all was well and yes, it is a girl. I had a feeling it was a girl and we are so excited. I think Max will be an amazing big brother and I am so happy to have one of each. I feel so lucky.

This little one will be named Samantha Jane-or at least that is what we have decided as of today. We will probably call her Sam.

I was very nervous about the scan and Scott asked me why I did not say anything to him but my hubby, as great as he is at listening, would have just tried to solve the problem and say something like…WHY WOULD YOU BE NERVOUS? EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE FINE. Then I would have been pissed off so I just did not say anything to him but I was nervous. I just wanted to find out that everything was good so far and it was. We are very fortunate.

I am excited to decorate a room with pink and buy adorable outfits but I have to admit that I know how to raise a boy and so there is a part of me that is scared. But I also feel that no matter what-I would not really parent any differently. I am very sweet with max but also rough and I do not think I would be much different. That is just who I am.

Anyway, we are off to the beach for a week tomorrow am and I have decided not to bring my laptop. We are going to really step back from the computer for this week. I am so excited. So I will chat with you guys when we get back.