More pics and stuff

My baby laptop has completely died, so now I am having to sneak on to the hubby's when HE's not on it.  Not always an easy feat!  But I wanted to post a few more pics from the ultrasound.

It's nice that now they make you only drink 16 oz of water instead of 32, so now you don't show up for your appointment feeling as if you should be rolled in on a dolly.  (And again, WHY does the OB have a water feature in her waiting room?  WHY?)  I actually drank most of my 16 oz of water early and quite quickly since I was thirsty from having a snack of peanut butter-filled pretzels before I left work, so I allowed myself a tiny pee break when I got home and then drank a little more.  Then I was worried I still hadn't drunk enough since I didn't have that hand-truck-toting feeling.  No worries--by mid-ultrasound I felt about to burst.

The sonographer spent a LOT of time taking pictures of the baby's brain and heart.  And informed us that the squirmy thing was definitely breech right now (ah...that would be why ALL the kicks I feel are below the waist line and seems to be so low).  She was quite definite about the sex--and even my untrained eye could tell that there was NO stem on that apple!

She didn't make any alarming noises or anything and sounded pretty confident and sure, so I'm reassured that everything is cooking fine in there.

Here are some more squirmy pictures:

Profile.

Top of head and a little hand

One foot.

Two blurry feet.

Another profile with part of leg.

Profile with arm.

REALLY stretching that leg.

I do have a belly shot to post if/when I get time to download the pic off the camera.  By the time I get THAT done, it will be time for a new pic since that one was taking at 17 weeks, and I'm now at 20!  Ah well.  I'll catch you all up soon!

I didn't dress up much for Halloween since I'm working again.  I am just wearing black pants with my husband's orange "This IS my costume" t-shirt on.  Lame, but at least still appropriate!  I am helping out in I's class party this year.  I will be taking the kids out to tonight in the freezing cold--not really looking forward to that this year!

Oh yes!  DH and I have been going back and forth on names for the last few days, and we're trying very hard to narrow it down.  (He has surprised me in that names I took off MY list because I figured he wouldn't like them are showing up on HIS list.  This may not be as difficult as we imagined.)  We still have plenty of time to get to the final choice.  I may keep the final decision a secret since everyone already knows the sex.  Let's have SOME fun with this, huh? 

Drumroll, please.........

I just KNEW it!

17 week check-up

Another tummy check today.  Everything is growing perfectly.  BP is great.  I've gained around four more pounds (eight total, I think?).  I got to meet the doctor at the practice that I've never met--she's very sweet and upbeat and fun.  My kind of doctor! 

I've been laughing at myself the last couple of weeks.  I've started this temp job, and I'm having to do a lot of walking around.  I've noticed that I've already started waddling.  WADDLING, people!  Seriously?  I'm not that big yet!  It must be some sort of mental thing.  I did feel a little better when my weekly pregnancy email the other day mentioned that my balance will probably be a little off now.  Ah!  Maybe THAT's why I'm already waddling.  Yeesh.

Ping!

I should be eating my now way-past-time lunch, but instead, I am sitting here catching up on FB, blogger, and my emails.  And...feeling little tiny pokes and proddings from the little peanut in my uterus.

I can't really pinpoint the day I started feeling the little bugger because this one just seems so different than the others.  Basically, I was sitting around waiting to feel the faint "butterfly flutters" that all three of my previous babies used to make their presence be known.  Instead, I started feeling these pings and poppings and POKES that for a day or two there I couldn't be sure if it was the baby or just gas bubbles.  And then after a couple of days, I knew that this kid was apparently already worried about not getting enough attention in a house full of three other siblings and was using whatever brute force he could muster to get me to notice him.  Ah...this should be interesting!

I have now had to change my next appointment three times as things keep coming up to interfere (work!, already scheduled dentist appt, viola lesson, promise to watch other friend's kids), and now I have no idea when my appointment is or when I'm actually going to get it in. 

I managed to get in a visit to an old friend who still had some of the baby stuff I had lent HER six years ago or so.  How funny to get back a few things that I thought would have been passed down the hand-me-down cycle and gone forever!  And a friend dropped off a few more sets of clothes.  Not all the clothes I'm getting are usable--at least not YET--but it's nice to have a few more options as the belly gets bigger.  And since I'm working this part-time temp job, variety is greatly appreciated.  I have to laugh because I now have two of the same exact skirt from two different sources (and...well, I'm not much of a skirt wearer since that means SHAVING or at least TIGHTS or PANTYHOSE, and I pretty much don't like to do any of these things--which is why I usually sing the praises of WINTER and the need to wear pants AT ALL TIMES).  (And just the THOUGHT of maternity pantyhose scares the bejebus out of me.) 

And...now I really need to get some lunch (maybe the baby is pinging me so madly now because he is HUNGRY).  And then I promised my Columbus Day kids that I would take them swimming.  I'm not sure HOW since I have no bathing suits that fit me.  Littlest may have to be content with the play room or be stuck wearing the life preserver since my big belly and I will not be entering the pool.

(Is it worth my effort to look for a maternity bathing suit when I'll only wear it for a few months, we hardly ever get out swimming now that school has started, and I really think we should just cancel the silly gym membership?)