This is a comment I get often when people ask when my due date is.
I may change my tune in a month or so, but right now I’m fine with this baby staying put. I’ve said it before, but I’d love to take him to 41 weeks. I’m sure some of this feeling comes from Beau being born premature, but mainly I just don’t want to rush these last months alone with Beau. He’s a such a fun age right now. I actually get choked up thinking about having to divide my attention. Will Beau know I still love him more than anything on the planet? Will I still have time to take baths with him, letting him point out my tattoos and admire my ability to pour water from one cup into another? I know these moments are silly, but they’re also incredibly special. I’m so sad we won’t have as many of them once the new baby comes.
Then there’s the whole act of actually balancing the care of two children versus just one. It’s terrifying. Beau is getting more brave by the minute, running off ledges and into things. What if I can’t catch him every time he falls?
I know lots of pregnant women that are in a rush to meet their second child, but I’m definitely not one of them. So Maverick, if you’re reading this blog in utero, please take your time in there. We’re so very excited to meet you, but we desperately want to make sure everyone is ready for your arrival. Especially you.
The daycare asked us to send in a family photo to put in their cozy corner. I realized the last time we had all taken a picture together was at Christmas, so before our date night on Saturday I asked my mom to snap a few photos of us.
What’s that? you wanted another comparison photo? Sure, why not?
In the pink I’m 24 weeks pregnant with Beau.
In the blue I’m 20 weeks pregnant with Baby #2.
Since I’m feeling so huge, I thought I’d pull out the shirt from my 20 week bump pic with Beau. I’d say I’m looking bigger this pregnancy. It should also be noted that my 20 week weight for both pregnancies is the same.
Since we’re halfway through this pregnancy, I thought I’d bust out the trusty survey that I used to do each month last pregnancy.
How far along? 20 weeks
How big is baby? Banana sized.
Weight gain? Enough to feel fat, but not so much that my doctors are worried.
Maternity clothes? I just bought another pair of maternity jeans because I was so tired of wearing the same pair over and over again. I had hoped to buy no maternity clothes this pregnancy, but it seems like I’m having to buy more than ever.
Stretchmarks? Just the monstrous ones on my boobs.
Sleep? Sleep is fine. Up a couple times a night to pee.
Best moment this week? Outside kicks! I just started feeling them. I forgot how awesome they are.
Movement? His movement has increased dramatically in the last week or so.
Food cravings? Soups, sandwiches, salads with ranch. Complete aversion to sweets.
Gender? B.O.Y!
Labor signs? No. Please stay away for another 20 weeks!
Belly button in or out? In.
What I miss? Beer. Feeling pretty.
What I am looking forward to? Deciding on a name. With Beau we decided within an hour of leaving the ultrasound, so it’s driving me crazy that we don’t have one yet.
Milestones? Being halfway through this pregnancy. It is flying.
We’re halfway there, and hopefully not a day more. I’ll have to take my bump pic late because Southey is out of town and Beau is not so great with a camera yet, but I thought I should document this day in some way. Yay!
Beau wanted to tell you all the results of Friday’s gender ultrasound.
Also, please take note of how excited he is.
At least once a week Southey and I have a serious discussion about naming our next child Cameron Poe Blanton. Is it too much?