Here we are, a mere two days away from finding out the gender of baby 2. There's been a lot of speculation and guesses flying around, but I'm pretty sure I already know the gender of this little one. When I was pregnant with Avery, I didn't have a feeling one way or the other. With this pregnancy, I'm 95% confident that it is a BOY. Call it mother's intuition? Or maybe just the fact that I now have standard of comparison to my last pregnancy? It's a pretty strong feeling either way. If we are going with the comparison route, this pregnancy is a complete 180 from my last one. Let me count they ways...
I'm carrying this baby so much differently. He/she sits much lower than Avery did. People tell me all the time how low I'm carrying this baby, and trust me, I feel it. This baby also feels so much bigger and more.....robust. I felt this one kicking and squirming around at 13-14 weeks. With Avery, I didn't start to feel anything until 19-20 weeks. Whelp, I'm 20 weeks now and people can even feel the baby kicking from the outside. Should I be worried about the toddler years already??
My symptoms are much different. I was nauseous 24/7 with Avery in the first trimester. I definitely had nausea this time around too, but it wasn't nearly as bad. This time, I had days with absolutely no nausea. I flew on an airplane without losing my lunch. I was even able to muster 2-3 days of exercise per week. What has been worse this time around is the fatigue. Physically, I feel totally wiped at the end of the day. My back and lower belly are always sore in the evening. Mentally, too. My boss even gently pointed out that I'm slowing down noticeably at work. I can probably attribute the fatigue factor to having a toddler this time around, but still, such a different experience.
Totally different food cravings. Last pregnancy, it was all about the sweet stuff. I was addicted to Life cereal and Nutella. This time around, I couldn't even look at sugar without wanting to gag for the first 4 months. I want all things salty and sour. Plain yogurt and kefir, cheese, tomato soup, and extra salt on everything, please.
Baby has a slower heart rate. I distinctly remembering taking several gender prediction quizzes online when I was pregnant with Avery, and each one correlated a faster heart rate to a girl. (Ok, ok, I may have taken one or two this time around too...). Avery's heart rate in utero was 160. This one's is 150. AND. The Chinese gender chart also states this is a boy. Just sayin'.
The intuition factor. Like I said, it wasn't there at all when I was pregnant with Avery. But I would put money on this little nugget being a boy.
I'll be back with an update next week, either totally in shock or bragging about my keen mother's intuition (:
I’m Betty and I live in the beautiful pacific northwest. I'm a mommy. Vegetarian. Wife to a meatatarian. Pediatric physical therapist. Outdoor enthusiast. Enjoyer of fitness/healthy living. Even bigger enjoyer wine and chocolate lava cake. And hoping to find some balance between it all.