What's In a Name?

We have chosen a name for Baby Edwards and shared it with our parents... is it odd to share a baby's name before he is born?

I'm completely happy to share it on the blog, and was planning on doing so.

However some people have said it's bad luck... Is it?

Tastes Like Dirt

Pregnancy does funny things to your taste buds... I thought it was overblown, but it isn't. I also believed that food cravings and aversions were reserved for the 1st trimester.

Nay, nay, my friends. We have a new aversion to add to the list.

I started my day out with a delicious looking bowl of Cinnamon Honey Bunches of Oats cereal... or I tried to... when I discovered that cinnamon now tastes like licking a mop. A dirty mop. A dirty mop caked with cleaning solution.

Cinnamon, I'll see you again in 19 weeks.

A Nursery Theme

Now that we know that Tad is a boy, I tried to revisit our two registries this weekend to add some gender-specific items.

And then... MORE CHOICES!

I therefore failed miserably.

Right now the "nursery" is the "room that we put everything in that we have no other place for".

Before we had the fire, it was our office, but we lost the office furniture and computer in the fire and never got around to replacing it. The room at that time was painted as the previous owners left it.

A GORGEOUS... artistic... tactical "underwater" theme.... like you were inside an aquarium. The fire didn't do much damage to the rest of the house, but it gutted that room.

So now the room is blue. Really blue. Too blue.

Would it be wrong to ask your patient husband to repaint it even though it is a completely appropriate color for a boy's nursery?

We are down to two possible themes for the nursery. With that said, Shawn has a theme, and the nursery will become my theme.

Not that I don't want his opinion... I just know he isn't as committed as I am. So between airplanes (Shawn)... and frogs (Susann)... we are sloooooooowly working towards a frog-themed nursery. Who knew they had over 100 bedding sets of frogs from which to choose?

A masculine child

As Susann has already noted, we are going to have a boy.  I have said time and again that I simply wanted a healthy child - it truly did not matter to me.  Now that we know I have to say I am pleased for several reasons; there will be and Edwards male to carry on the name and I get to play with all the new toys. 

The best part though was sharing the news with my Mom and most especially my Dad.  It is fair to say he was "tickled" with the news.  I hope and pray that I will do half the job raising my son that my father did - time will tell but I have a great example of how it is done.

Orange You Glad I Didn't Say Banana?

(Funny title, eh?)

At 20 weeks, Baby Edwards is officially the weight of a large orange and the length of a banana.

As of today, we are officially "over the hill"... 20 weeks and 1 day pregnant.

That means that everything from here on out is counting down to D day.

After the 20 week anatomy scan, the "surprises" level off. I can pretty much guarantee that women don't count down to the glucose test at their 24 week appointment... or hitting 32 weeks, when your appointments switch from monthly to every-other-week.

I am lucky though... in my infinite wisdom of prepping for the ultrasound, I was told to make sure the baby was cooperative and awake. I interpreted this to mean: eat lots of grapes, drink a big orange juice, eat a mini Hershey's bar, and wash it down with a Diet Coke. Well, Baby Tad was definitely awake. More awake than he should be! They weren't able to get all the measurements of his brain and heart because of his squirminess, so I'll be heading back for one more ultrasound on April 20th.

This week I would say is the 1st time I have felt pregnant. I think that the ability to feel something moving inside me is starting to crystallize that this is all real. Does it make me a bad mother-to-be that it creeps me out to feel something moving?