Halfway home

Today I am 20 weeks pregnant. This means I am halfway baked, or rather PtB is halfway baked. Her bones are getting harder, she wants to suck her thumb and her eyebrows and eye lashes are growing in. It's hard to think that I'm halfway through this journey now it seems like just yesterday I was finding out there was life in me.

Soon we will go and register for baby items, pick out little sleepers, hats and socks. We'll start purchasing our crib, pack n play and carseat/stroller. We already have a small amount of clothes all folded in the dresser waiting to be washed in Dreft for PtB's arrival. I've already been told I need to get a coming home outfit.

Tuesday is my next doctor's appointment and we'll probably know if we are having a boy or a girl by the end of the week. Though at the first U/S I saw nothing that would be a boy, meaning I saw no penis. I looked. And she was on her back sex area clearly visible. So I think it's a girl. But of course the tech would not say so we'll go back and hope we get a clear shot.

Then the week before Thanksgiving will be my last monthly visit. Starting in December I'll go 2 times a month until mid January when I'll start going once a week. It's all going so damn fast. Perhaps it's also because of the holidays that it feels like that. Halloween moves to Thanksgiving moves to Christmas moves to New Year's Eve and onto a friend's wedding. Then last we have Valentine's day. There hardly seems enough time to smash those all in as well as prepare for a baby.