Like I said in the last post, we're definitely hoping for a boy. So much so, in fact, that we already call the baby "Sam." I get texts at work all day that say "I love you and Sam!" or "How is Sam? Is he making you hungry again??" I love it. Also, in case anyone wanted to know, Sam is about the size of a lentil this week AND his heart will start beating!!! How crazy is that??? (Also, just to clarify, I don't have a feeling he will be a boy. I just want him to be a boy. It's not like an instinct or something.) I do know we'll end up being thrilled regardless of what it is, I just figured if that's the case, there's nothing wrong with hoping a little!
The Little Lentil is making me completely exhausted. I have so much more respect for women who do this with a gaggle of other small children. I have one of the more exhausting jobs one could have while preggo--but it ends when I come home. And I come home SLEEPY! Granted, I've also still been making sure to hit the gym most days, which prolly contributes to that too (and, yes, I'm working out safely for baby!) I'm getting overwhelmed by all the avoid/don't avoid foods and drinks. The only one I'm having a problem with is herbal tea. There seem to be many conflicting reports on the effects. So far I haven't had any, but it's by far the hardest one for me to give up. I can ease up on caffeine...fish...actually, all processed foods; I'm trying to eat all-natural...but I love me some tea. And 3 days before I found out, we splurged BIG TIME at teavana on a bunch of loose teas.
I'm probably more cautious than I need to be, but I am slightly concerned about the possibility of miscarriage. I know personally 7 people who lost babies at 8 weeks, and a dozen more through friends. That's a pretty big number, I mean, I don't even have that many friends. And you don't have to tell me that it's in God's control, or that worrying won't help, or that more often than not pregnancies are fine and normal. I am fully aware of all these things. I am trusting God with this new life, and I know worrying won't change anything. I'm also not stressed out to a concerning level--it's not keeping me up at night or anything. Just a mild concern in the back of my mind at times. When we pray over the baby at night, we also pray that we are being prepared to handle whatever God has chosen for us. We definitely also pray our desire that our child be born complication-free...but we're trying to be ready for anything.
Anyways, my hubby is going to Lynchburg today to see some buddies (and I'm having an Anne of Green Gables sleepover while he's gone!!!) so Ima go wake him up and push him out the door so he gets there in time. Thanks for stopping by!