Baby Brain
I will be 13 weeks into this pregnancy tomorrow, and I'm proud to say I can still button my jeans. Granted, they're stretch denim...and my shirts are starting to look a little snug...but considering I made it through Christmas and have been fighting the urge to eat a half pound of cheese everyday, I'm choosing to claim this as a victory.
Now that the morning sickness is mostly gone, I'm finding myself starting to jump into early nesting a little. I've been scanning craigslist for a trundle bed for Anna's new room, and I reorganized our basement storage situation yesterday so that we can start the process of converting the guest room into Anna's room and moving the guest room to the basement. I think the only thing holding my nesting crazies away is the fact that we won't know the sex of this new baby until March. If I knew--for certain--the gender of this baby, it would be GAME ON. I'd be picking out new baby bedding, harassing Brian to paint walls, and otherwise pushing projects (that we have plenty of time to complete) to the top of our to-do lists.
Rachel keeps playfully urging me to buy one of those IntelliGender tests (www.intelligender.com). Apparently, IntelliGender claims it can detect minute hormone differences in urine to determine--as early as 10 weeks--the sex of an unborn baby. I am, admittedly, impatient, but I'm even more cheap than impatient. These tests, which run $25-$30, seem ridiculously priced to me, especially since their accuracy has got to be somewhere in the 50% range.
Brian's grandma informed Brian and me that our baby is a boy. Period. She's probably just as good at guessing the gender of a baby as a $30 boxed test kit, and she didn't charge us at all for her services. I suppose we'll see (hopefully) when March rolls around.
My brain is too tired to think of anything deep...or witty...or anything else coherent to add to this post, for that matter. I may take another stab at this tomorrow.
Now that the morning sickness is mostly gone, I'm finding myself starting to jump into early nesting a little. I've been scanning craigslist for a trundle bed for Anna's new room, and I reorganized our basement storage situation yesterday so that we can start the process of converting the guest room into Anna's room and moving the guest room to the basement. I think the only thing holding my nesting crazies away is the fact that we won't know the sex of this new baby until March. If I knew--for certain--the gender of this baby, it would be GAME ON. I'd be picking out new baby bedding, harassing Brian to paint walls, and otherwise pushing projects (that we have plenty of time to complete) to the top of our to-do lists.
Rachel keeps playfully urging me to buy one of those IntelliGender tests (www.intelligender.com). Apparently, IntelliGender claims it can detect minute hormone differences in urine to determine--as early as 10 weeks--the sex of an unborn baby. I am, admittedly, impatient, but I'm even more cheap than impatient. These tests, which run $25-$30, seem ridiculously priced to me, especially since their accuracy has got to be somewhere in the 50% range.
Brian's grandma informed Brian and me that our baby is a boy. Period. She's probably just as good at guessing the gender of a baby as a $30 boxed test kit, and she didn't charge us at all for her services. I suppose we'll see (hopefully) when March rolls around.
My brain is too tired to think of anything deep...or witty...or anything else coherent to add to this post, for that matter. I may take another stab at this tomorrow.
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