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Mystery Baby

February 13th, 2008

I just realized that with all the hustle of this last minute trip south, I completely forgot to mention that I had the big 20 Week Ultrasound last Friday….

And we found out that we are having…. A Baby!   That’s right, at the last minute, Casey and I agreed that we wanted to be surprised again, so we asked the sonogram tech not to tell us the sex of this little mystery kid.   We are at peace, though most of our friends are sorely disappointed that we are not only not spilling the beans, but we don’t even know whether or not this bean even has beans.   If that makes any sense.

But the important part of the sonogram went terrific… all looks well so far.   “Baboo” – which is what we call this little goat – is kicking more every day and I am settling into the “comfortable” part of the pregnancy.   I’m still as tired as if I were running ten miles every day, but for now, the nausea is completely gone, the indigestion is at bay, the headaches and metallic taste on my tongue have disappeared, and I’m looking pregnant enough that I’ve passed the just-looking-a-little-fat phase.

As for our drive to Florida, we did fairly well.   Dudley loves car rides and was a dream passenger.   Kenny was so thrilled to be allowed to watch as many DVDs as he wanted, that he was pretty chipper, up until those last twenty minutes or so.   Casey insisted on chivalry ruling the day, so he drove the whole time, and I survived by shifting around as much as possible, and holding my prego-bladder for record-breaking stretches of time.   I only had about an hour last night, right before we stopped to sleep, where I was having some bad pains – not unlike Braxton-Hicks contractions, though I know it’s still too early for that.   I think is was the lack of circulation and the inability to stretch that did it.

Last night’s hotel stop is it’s own story.   By the time we put in 600 miles and hit the Savannah area, pickins’ were slim.   Most every place we stopped at was booked, or wouldn’t take Dudley (it’s hard to fib that he’s a 20-pounder when the guy at the reception desk can clearly see his enormous head popping out of the back window), and our only option was a dinky motel with a tiny room and a single king-sized bed.   Casey and Kenny and I have shared big beds before, but Dudley wasn’t about to lay his canine hiney on that musty floor, and insisted on spooning with the rest of us.   For awhile, it was Casey spooning Kenny, spooning Dudley, spooning me.   Then we shifted to Kenny with his entire body wrapped around Casey’s head and Dudley with his torso on my legs, his legs hanging off the bed, and his head tucked into my thighs.   Needless to say, when the sun came up, we were eager to get back on the road.   We arrived in southern Florida at about 4 today – all in all the driving took about 16 hours.  

Once we broke through the Florida state line, the sun finally came out and the temperature hit 76 degrees.   We called our house-sitter and learned that the mercury at home had only hit 37.   I think we may stay awhile…  

5 Comments »

  1. Kimmie says

    Actually, I had Braxton Hicks at 20 weeks with BOTH kids… and they were really strong and hard as a baseball. Have fun, miss you

    February 14th, 2008 | #

  2. Michelle says

    Your blog is a hoot…I could relate to it on so many levels. I have 4 boys and never found out the sex of the baby. I was harassed by my colleagues because they were convinced that I needed to know what I was having. It is one true secret in life.

    I have also had the nights with the kids wrapped around my head, the kick in the rib cage that nearly launches you out of bed, and the sideway sleeper…

    Bravo to you to travel 16 hours in an automobile with young children!

    February 14th, 2008 | #

  3. Michelle says

    Correction..young child and dog…but your dog is like a child.

    February 14th, 2008 | #

  4. Kimberly says

    Your spooning description gave me a huge LOL! What a visual!

    February 14th, 2008 | #

  5. mommyknight says

    Having traveled for 3 days babysitting Dudley, I can relate to the bed thing. He would hop from one bed to the other if the room had two, get between us if one bed, and loved moving the curtains to see the day. he is a great traveler though, and we had fun throwing the ball for him at rest stops!!!!

    February 18th, 2008 | #

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