I’m now days away from our 20week scan, which feels crazy. How can I already be 19 weeks pregnant? It only feels like a few weeks ago since we found out that we were expecting this little miracle.
It’s funny when I look back at that time now, it came as such a shock that my husband and I didn’t tell anyone for weeks. Of course, between us we talked about the baby a lot and how this little sibling could be the son that my husband has always wanted or she could be the third daughter that would complete our family – but we kept the news to ourselves. The funny thing is, the girls seemed to know that something was going on. Even from the first few weeks, they started asking me why my stomach looked different, it didn’t (well at least it didn’t to me) but they were both adamant that it did. They both also became even more affectionate with me, even kissing my stomach. They never actually asked me if I had a baby in my tummy but they definitely knew something.
This picture was taken when I was six week pregnant and when the girls were being curious.
Having spoken to a few mums, it turns out that this is normal. Children seem to have a sixth sense when it comes to their mothers being pregnant. How strange is that? I just thought that it was a big coincidence that the girls would start talking about my tummy around the time I found out I was pregnant.
Of course, they were both still really surprised and very happy when we did eventually tell them – as you can see from this video. Fast forward a few months and we’re now all excited to find out if this little baby is going to be a little brother or sister. Lili is determined he’s a boy and Poppy (who ‘doesn’t like boys’) wants her to be a girl. On Friday, we’ll make the short drive together to the hospital for the all important scan. Truth be told, and I know it’s a big cliche but all I hope is that this little baby is growing well, is strong and above all, healthy.
I can now feel the odd movements and my tummy is definite expanding, which are all positive signs. I’m also feeling nauseous every now and again, which is odd because I’ve felt fine up until now. Normally the sickness and tiredness would have passed by now but things seem to be getting worse for me. Hopefully this feeling will pass very soon.
At this point, we’ve started to plan for the changes that we’ll need to make. Thankfully, we don’t have to move house this time but we will need a bigger car.
My husband loves cars, so the though of getting a big ‘family car’ makes him shudder a little. He likes small, fast cars with power and speed but there’s no way our current little car will carry five of us. So the hunt is now on for our new seven seater car or should I say bus? I suppose this will be the biggest change really, other than having an extra little person in the house of course.
He also names all his cars, which has always made me laugh (and cringe). They’re always girls and always named to illiterate with the make or the car. We’ve had Vivian the Vauxhall and Hillary the Honda, I could go on. Oddly enough, I came across this fun little tool the other day that made me laugh and think of my husband and our new car.
Co-op insurance have a ‘Name Your Ride’ tool on their site that creates a ‘name’ for your car. After answering a few simple questions, a personalised registration plate appears with the ideal name for your car. I played with this today and this is what it named our current Golf…
I wonder what car we end up with and what this new car will be called?
More importantly,as I’ve mentioned, our scan is on Friday and we’ll be finding out whether we’re having a boy or girl, which means we can really start thinking of a name for the baby.
Disclaimer: The last part of this post was contributed but all details are honest and true.