It’s been a while and I had partially written this blog and never posted so this is a bit of an update as well as what I had previously written! Well, as the title of this bog states, we didn’t find out the sex of Baby Zyer!! The 20 week appointment went great, we have one healthy little bun in the oven and couldn’t be happier 🙂 I told the ultrasound tech that we weren’t quite sure if we wanted to find out and asked if she could write it on a piece of paper and put it in an envelope (which I of course provided.) During the ultrasound she told us when she was trying to find the sex and we both looked away, as if we would be able to tell anyway. I double-papered it to be sure we wouldn’t accidentally get a glimpse if the light hit the envelope right and she brought the envelope back sealed up for us! Baby Daddy made me laugh so hard after the appointment…he said to me, “Babe, I accidentally looked at the screen when she was looking and I swear I saw a dick!” I’m aware that he’s completely inappropriate but if you know us, that’s just what we are, anywho it made me laugh. I told him he didn’t see anything and laughed at him.
Here is the envelope…over a week after the initial appointment, I am proud to say it is still sealed!!
I am totally the WORST person with surprises so it is a huge deal that I haven’t peaked!! UPDATE: We are now at 22 weeks and I am pretty positive I want it to be a complete surprise 🙂
Here’s mama after the appointment and some glamor shots of Baby Z
Now, on a side note…picking baby names is hard as SHIT!! We are nailed down with our boy name, that was easy peasy lemon squeezy!! Girl names however….dumb. Every single one of them…dumb. We can’t agree on anything of course, if he loves it I hate it and if I love it, he hates it. It’s weird because I really, really LIKE a lot of names, even LOVE some of them but even if I like or love them, for some reason I don’t want to name MY kid that name. UGH!! Is it supposed to be this hard?! Part of me wants to purposely name her something awful, dress her in terrible clothes, and give her a mullet so she’ll never be looked at by a boy, if it is a girl. Part of me wants her to be the most adorable, precious little princess that ever lived!! Another part of me wants to somehow bribe God off to make sure it’s a boy 🙂
We are moving like CRAZY as time goes on. Baby Daddy can positively feel little one moving around. Sappy shit ahead: it is seriously one of the most precious, incredible things I’ve ever experienced to have the father of my child put his hand on my belly and feel our kid moving around in my belly. It’s insane!!! He woke up the other morning (which he always does before me to get ready for work) but he hits snooze a few too many times and we cuddle for a little bit. He said he put his hand on my belly and that it felt like “the baby knew he put his hand there and it was moving around right under his hand, pressing up against it and rolling around.” Almost like the baby was saying “Hi Daddy!! I’m in here, I know you’re out there!” He likes to “party with the baby while Mama sleeps.” UPDATE: Now at 22 weeks, my little sister felt her niece/nephew move for the very first time! Pretty cool stuff 🙂
Here’s the 22 week shot!