These are the only two bump pics I have taken, first at 5 weeks and second today at 12 weeks. I know it's all just bloat and calorie storage at this stage! I was in pretty poor muscular and cardiovascular shape when I started walking again after my broken leg, so going from 3+ months of no activity straight into pregnancy exhaustion has me feeling pretty pitiful. I'm trying hard to improve my stamina and strength, but I feel like I'm swimming against the current and going nowhere.
There is a super nice lady who takes riding lessons at the boarding barn where my horse lives. She has been excited about this baby from the day I shared the news at the barn early on. Yesterday, she asked to touch it. I was surprised and said, "What? My belly?" She stood there eagerly and said yes. I said, "I don't think so. I'm pretty protective of my personal space and I'm not ready for that." She got so embarrassed and now I'm worried about disappointing everyone who asks in the future. It just didn't feel right, maybe when I'm bigger and more obviously pregnant. I followed up with, "it would be like me asking if I can touch your fat roll." Ohhh.... I'm such an ass. My husband told me not to worry, but of course, I'm going to obsess about that encounter and all the ones yet to come.
On a more positive note, these are my gender predictions. I went ahead and booked a gender scan for two weeks from now at exactly 14 weeks. I really hope the tech is confident in her accuracy!
Baking Soda test – girl
Cravings – girl
Morning Sickness - boy
Chinese gender chart – boy
Ring test – boy
I don't have a gut feeling either way. I get more excited thinking about a girl, but still so happy thinking about a boy.
(please ignore the mess in the background. I gathered the clutter from the around the house into the gym, promising to organize and put it away .... two months ago, eek!)
There is a super nice lady who takes riding lessons at the boarding barn where my horse lives. She has been excited about this baby from the day I shared the news at the barn early on. Yesterday, she asked to touch it. I was surprised and said, "What? My belly?" She stood there eagerly and said yes. I said, "I don't think so. I'm pretty protective of my personal space and I'm not ready for that." She got so embarrassed and now I'm worried about disappointing everyone who asks in the future. It just didn't feel right, maybe when I'm bigger and more obviously pregnant. I followed up with, "it would be like me asking if I can touch your fat roll." Ohhh.... I'm such an ass. My husband told me not to worry, but of course, I'm going to obsess about that encounter and all the ones yet to come.
On a more positive note, these are my gender predictions. I went ahead and booked a gender scan for two weeks from now at exactly 14 weeks. I really hope the tech is confident in her accuracy!
Baking Soda test – girl
Cravings – girl
Morning Sickness - boy
Chinese gender chart – boy
Ring test – boy
I don't have a gut feeling either way. I get more excited thinking about a girl, but still so happy thinking about a boy.
(please ignore the mess in the background. I gathered the clutter from the around the house into the gym, promising to organize and put it away .... two months ago, eek!)