It's been weeks. Each day I think, "I should write on my blog." Then dinner has to be cooked, the kitchen cleaned, the dog played with, and the husband needs quality time to talk about his day. And we think we are tired now?!
We are officially 22 weeks pregnant. I still have to remind myself that I am pregnant. Now, I know I had a big stomach before I got pregnant, but now it is big and rock hard!
When we found out we were having a boy Mark and I just looked at each other and smiled. The Love family hasn't seen a girl born first in many a generation. Mark and his brother thought there might be a genetic chance for a girl, statistically there was little.
I have been blessed with an easy pregnancy. I have slept well, I have walked, I have lost weight, I have even eaten healthier. I do believe that the nonfat, decaf, iced, carmel latte was created for me, along with hostess cupcakes. I can't get enough of either, although I rarely drink the latte.
I miss Coke and Pepsi, Taco Bell and salads. Noah simply doesn't like the foods and I know he can't have the other. On advice of Mark's cousin's wife (we won't name you, Melissa) I drank a Pepsi before my ultrasound. Noah was moving all over the place. The technician kept talking about how active the baby was...maybe I drank too much!
We look forward to the next few months. We look forward to seeing our baby. We look forward to introducing him to those that we love.
I look forward to Pepsi, a crunchy taco with no lettuce, and a house salad from Outback with tangy tomato and honey mustard dressing.