In the late 2000s I kept a personal mom blog called Nest Bliss. I reviewed books, wrote about the house and the girls, and was even in the Wall Street Journal. These posts are from then: light, young, a mom in her late twenties. I have edited them to stand on their own.
So 10 days till I find out the sex of baby #2. My mom, who is what I like to call 'gender obsessed', wants to know what I think the sex of the baby is pretty much from conception.
I was born 'way back' in 1981 before ultrasounds and my mom was so convinced I was a boy she bought boy clothes and decorated my entire room in blue and brown - "lucky" for her she found out at her 6-week postpartum appointment she was pregnant with my brother so I only had 10 months or so in the blue room before the birth of a boy was confirmed.
Another "funny" note is that after this 6-week time span my mom didn't get pregnant again until I was almost 17 years old!
PHOTO: Ava checking out some of the baby gear I pulled out of the attic to see if it was still alive - this PBK moses basket was so huge compared to her 21 months ago. This time everyone seems to want to know if I have a 'sense' of what the baby is - even my doctor! So I might be feeling a smidge like the wife of an English monarch ;) Honestly I have no feeling at all about the gender of the little human kicking around in my belly and I would be equally excited about a girl or boy and I felt the same way before I found out last time. Even though I will say I have a massive baby clothes exodus on the horizon if I am having a boy. In other news - I am 18 weeks today and can feel #2 kicking away all the time now. This baby is much more active than Ava. I saw that in my first two ultrasounds as well. I have a Charles post coming - I have been avoiding writing it sheerly because of not wanting to evaluate it - but it will make the hair stand up on your arms. Ava is at maximum cuteness lately and her recently onset extreme stranger shyness is really tempering her independent nature at least in public - which is really nice! I took her to get all my prenatal blood tests done today - an hour in the waiting room - and she held onto my skirt for dear life and colored in my lap the entire time - a BIG thanks to all the weird strangers in the waiting room for controlling my child!
PHOTO: At H&M 'mine purses'