20 Weeks

I'm halfway there! Already 20 weeks into the pregnancy with 20 weeks to go. Time's flyin'. Here I am, starting to look less fat and more pregnant.

I'm feeling good, still pretty tired all the time. I'm in trouble if I skip my daily nap, and always sleep pretty well at night. (except when I can't get comfortable) No major cravings this time, other than my random 9am burger runs. There have been a total of 4 of those - I'm surprised how many places serve hamburgers at 9am! It's usually when I'm driving by and see the sign that the craving hits like a freight train.

Mike and I had a great date night on Friday. We went to dinner, then settled in to the comfy chairs at Barnes & Noble with 4 different baby name books. (note: stay away from the 100,000+ Baby Name book...75% of them are so foreign you would never consider the names for your child) We established a list of possibilities and we're hoping to finalize one in the next month or so.

Names that did NOT make the list include: Faruk, Akbar, Morvan, Havelock, Atherton, Dagabert, Ennis and Quindarius. (BTW Akbar and Ennis made it through spell check through Blogger. Really?!?) I know I have several readers in faraway countries, so please do not be offended if I listed your name or the name of someone you know. But these names are pretty far from any that I've ever heard! We haven't laughed so hard in a very, very long time. It was actually a really fun couple of hours.

The kids are really excited and Kaylin tells me at least 5 times a day that she loves the baby. (today she's easily said it 25 times) It's always out of the blue, sometimes in a desperate voice, like she doesn't think I understand quite how much she loves him. This morning, I woke her up because we had to go somewhere and the first thing out of her mouth while she stretched was, "Bay-beeeeeeee. Baby, baby, baby. Baby boy. Bay-beeeeeee..." And she thinks he's directly behind my naval, because she frequently lifts up my shirt and suctions her kiss right to my hollowed out belly button. The poor girl really wants to meet him. I continue to tell her that we have lots to do before the baby comes: we have Ryan's birthday party, then her birthday party, then we're going to Disneyland to meet the princesses and to San Diego to go to the beach...plenty to look forward to.

The other day, Kaylin jumped from one chair to the other and I happened to be on it. Her knee went into my forearm and her body weight fell on my stomach. I naturally gasped in pain and she hopped off, confused about why I was complaining. But her biggest concern was, "Is the baby hurt and crying in your tummy?"

In the last week, this child has become extremely active. It's almost like I've forgotten he's in there, because he'll kick and I'll think to myself, "What on earth was THAT?" I think, up until this point, I've assumed all activity down there has been gas. But I'm not a complete idiot...it only takes me a few seconds to remember that there's a human being in my stomach. Mike actually felt him move for the first time last night, which was really fun for both of us.

20 weeks down, 20 to go...hard to believe!