My current fav. mommy blogger, Jen Renee did a nice post today on the idea of taking a moment to recognize the awesomeness of pregnancy, or as she puts it, “Just to make sure I’m taking the time to remember this experience. To internalize and process how incredibly cool it all is.”
I’ve been thinking lately that I need to document more about the oddest parts of pregnancy so far. The little things. Baby, you should know you’ve resulted in the following:
- Last night I had to tell your daddy to wash the lotion off of his hands, because the smell was enough to make me want to cry or throw up. Though technically unscented, I described it as the smell of some fatty remains that had been eaten by an animal and then vomited back up.
- The other biggest smell trigger is the smell of your future roller derby aunties. You’ll understand what I mean later. You’ll be growing up with that smell.
- I think you can sort of hear me now, and maybe know when I’m poking at you. Sometimes I “tickle” you, or tell you what we’re about to go do. I figure you’re in on whatever I do, so you might as well know the plan, even if there’s a good chance it just involves a trip to the bathroom.
- I’ve started to show and I kind of like it. Sometimes I walk past a mirror and I’m surprised by how much belly is there for a 3 inch long teenie-weenie. You’re small for a baby, but when you get here, you’ll still be small.
- We told your dad’s parents about you last weekend. They were so excited, they pushed your dad out of the way to get at me for a hug. (Poor dad.) They are gonna LOVE you!
- This weekend, we’re telling my dad about you. I’m actually pretty nervous about this. I’m never comfortable with seeing your grandpa cry.
- I’ve only thrown up twice, but somethings are still odd to me. Salty flavors and chocolate nauseate me terribly. Caffeinated coffee also gives me terrible heart flutters, which is a bummer, because I’d like just a little of it now and again to help me get over how tired I am.
- Right now, our name ideas are Stella (after your dad’s grandma) if you’re a girl, and if you’re a boy, you’ll take your dad’s name. My hunch is that you’re a boy (dad agrees) but there are certainly days where I can imagine you’re a girl. We’ll find out in another 2 months, fingers crossed.
- I’ve started making things for your nursery–I’m planning a woodland theme. I’m determined to make it mostly gender neutral. The idea came from a batch of forest animal embroidery patterns I got.
More to come, teenie-weenie.