ultrasound pictures | Toile Baby

Weeks 19-20.
This has been quite an eventful week in the world of my growing belly. We had the BIG ultrasound last Wednesday where we not only got to see Baby P. squirming around like a champ, we also found out (as Lucas swore from the moment the tech put that cold, jelly wand on my ever-expanding gut) that we’re having a BOY! I’m sure those who weren’t in the room with us when we found out were quite amused by my husband’s, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” bellowing from behind the door. It was definitely a fun moment. My only regret is not recording his momentous reaction.

It was also great to find out that he appears to be a very healthy little boy (yes, I love that I can finally drop the word “it” and replace it with “he”). And it’s so amazing to see the changes in his growth in the past 10 weeks. We’ve been lucky/worried enough that this has been our 3rd ultrasound. Wow what a different a trimester makes!

6 1/2 weeks, aka “our tadpole”

10 1/2 weeks, aka “our spaz”

19 1/2 weeks, aka “our boy”

And being that this was the time of our big ultrasound, it also marks my halfway point (cue the Bon Jovi…”ooohhh, ohh, we’ll make it I swearrr“)! At 20 weeks, suspecting coworkers and the nurses where I volunteer finally have the confidence to ask if that’s a baby in my belly. Yep. I’ve officially popped!

We finished off the week in the most appropriate way possible, by taking the boy on his first fishing/camping trip. He did pretty well out there, and worked his magic to make sure he sent all the right tired vibes my way, helping me sleep rather peacefully under those stars. Unfortunately he couldn’t do much to help the fish bite, but there will be plenty of time for that.

I was very proud of myself for hanging around the campfire…almost as long as everyone else. Plus, it was a nice little escape for me. It gave me a chance to walk the dogs around the springs, catch up on some magazines and play around with my new, fancy camera, for which I still really, really need to take a class.