Team Pink...Again!

I'm still in shock - we're having another girl! I was so convinced that Deuce was going to be a boy that it hardly feels real. I'm ecstatic for Abigail that she will grow up with a sister so close in age as that had always been something I'd yearned for as a child. Coincidentally, this means we practically have everything we'll need for the new baby; another WIN for our budget.

I don't recall whether I had posted about the previous agreement Mike and I had regarding the number of children we ultimately wanted. In case I haven't, the plan was that if our second child was a boy, we'd consider our family complete. If, however, our second child was another girl, we'd try a third, and last, time for a baby boy. Even though we've held this agreement since before Abigail was born, we've waivered back and forth on it since. However, we both feel that we do now ultimately want three children so it looks like we're not quite done yet! Who knows, we might just end up with 3 under 3. Yikes!

At my appointment, we were able to hear a healthy heartbeat of 144 bpm and Deuce (I promise we'll come up with a real name sometime soon) measured right on schedule. I do have to go back on March 30th for a repeat ultrasound, however, since the baby was in an awkward position and the tech couldn't get all of the proper measurements she needed.

Here are some 4D picutes from the scan:

And, since I haven't posted any belly pics since about 12 weeks, here's a recent one for good measure:

My New Look

Albeit, my new nerdy look.

I've somehow managed to get by with the same pair of glasses since my freshmen year of high school - 15 years ago! I didn't really wear them often as I always had a fresh pair of contacts available with an up-to-date prescription. Mike finally got me to break down, however, and spend the money on a new pair which, according to him, I desperately needed. (You're telling me there's something wrong with supergluing your frames back together? No, I'm not being facetious. I've really done this.)

What do you think?

Ahhh...Feeling Zen

After having my name on the waitlist for several months, I finally attended my first prenatal yoga class this past Thursday. The class is sponsored by the hospital I will be delivering at and is held each Thursday evening for a six week period.

I've never taken a single yoga class in my life, although I've always wanted to, so I had no idea what to expect going in. Let me tell you, I've been missing out!

Our class was small; kept to a maximum of 15 students at a time. The instructor was fantastic and extremely encouraging. Not only did she explain what we were doing each step of the way, but she also explained why each pose/movement was beneficial during pregnancy and labor. I feel as if I learned so much in only an hour!

I'll admit that I felt a bit sore for a few days afterward as I can't even begin to tell you the last time I actually stretched a single muscle in my body, but I feel fabulous now. It was so nice to get away sans toddler for a bit and concentrate solely on myself and the baby (who, by the way, Mike and I have nicknamed Deuce for the time being). It's been so long since I last worked out that I left feeling great about both myself and the pregnancy.

I'm greatly looking foward to my next class and can only hope that there will be room on the roster for me to sign up for the next six week session once this one ends.