Showers with a chance of thunder storms

For the last week, Seb had been awful. Plain stinking sucky. He'd been refusing to nap for a couple of weeks but there were never tantrums and if he was tired enough he would sleep.

Then it turned into flat out blatant rudeness. No matter how tired, he would FIGHT. I mean full fledged fits of rage about sleeping. It turned ugly on Thursday, this little boy of mine was unrecognizable, demanding, bratty and just horrid. I love him but I did not like him that day. He fell asleep for 5 minutes in the car because he was exhausted. Stayed asleep until I got him into bed then realized what had happened, bam! Cue thunder and strong winds, it was on like donkey kong. Long story short there was no nap. I thought okay early bedtime. The tantrums had never happened at bed time so I thought I was in the clear. It was worse then ever, a tornado.

It took an hour and a half to get him to sleep. I had to sit beside him and hold his hand for him to stay in bed, small price to pay.

Friday came, I was nervous come nap time but guess what? He slept for 3 hours! Didn't hear a peep out of him when he went down, seriously. Bed time was the same, the sun had come out!

Lets hope this week is more sunshine with just a chance of rain.

19 week. A survey

I'm going to try and do one of these every other week, we'll just see ha ha.


How far along are you? 19 weeks

How big is the baby?: around 14 cms and in fruit terms, about the size of a mango

Maternity cloths: Maternity stockings, they are incredible

Stretch marks?: Nope

Sleep: pretty normal, I'm still so much more tired but that probably has more to do with Seb these days.

Best moment this week: finding out we're having a girl!

Movement: she's kicking up a storm

Food cravings: Givz me all the foodz

Food aversions: Junk food

Labor signs: No way

What I miss: Not feeling tired, but I'm going pretty good these days.

What I am looking forward to: moving house to start setting up her nursery.

It's a...

GIRL!
We're having a baby girl come September. I'm still in shock, I feel beyond lucky to be given the gift of a little girl! I'm lucky to even just be pregnant when there are so many people in the world struggling to conceive. A mini me is just the icing on the cake. To have a boy AND a girl is the cherry on top.

When found out I was pregnant this time I swore I would never do it again, two was enough no matter the sex but in the back of my mind I thought if we had two boys I would try again, I didn't want too, only because of morning sickness, but I would to have another chance of getting a girl.

This might sound so ridiculous to some people and really selfish, but my whole life I've always imagined having a daughter. The heart wants what it wants.

As soon as those two pink lines appeared on the pregnancy test, I wished for a girl, a healthy baby of course but one with lady bits. I had the feeling it was a girl but I didn't know if it was just wishful thinking, turns out my feeling was right!

The morning of the ultrasound I was so nervous, I'm so glad we made the appointment for 8am, there is no way I would've been able to wait all day. One of the first things our Tech asked was if we were wanting to find out the gender, of course we did but we decided we wanted her to write it down on a card we bought in so we could open it in our own moment with our family. This honestly was the best decision and I so wish we did it the first time.

The 5 second drive home was looonngg. the envelope was burning in my hands. J's mum was at our house watching Seb and we decided to get her to open the envelope. My mum had to work so we had her on speaker phone for the announcement.

'and the winner is...' James' mum gasped, 'A GIRL! IT'S A GIRL!'

I literally started crying and made sure she wasn't tricking me, my mum started crying on the phone and saying she knew it. We were all just in shock, I feel so blessed. Only 21 more weeks (give or take) until we can meet this little angel but for now I'm content with feeling her kicks all day and night.

When you're waiting for something to happen, do you feel like you can't do anything until it does, like once the moment comes then you can keep living your life and move forward?

That's how I feel about tomorrow. Once I know the sex of this baby, then and only then can I go to the shops with intent to buy something, anything!

Then I can look at moving house and choosing a name and buying a new pram and sheets etc. I don't want to pick a boys name and a girls I just want to focus on the one sex. This pregnancy won't have been completely real up until i know the sex.

That's really strange. 19 hours to go!

18 weeks

The bump is growing, slowly but surely.
99% of the time I'm not sick. I randomly had a few mornings at the end of last week where I said hello to my half digested breakfast but hey what are you gonna do?

I'm still pretty tired and not making it past 8pm on most nights. Seb is definitely adding to the tired feelings, kid won't nap. This whole week has been a massive struggle come midday, Monday there was no nap, Tuesday there was an hour, Wednesday there was a major tantrum that lasted an hour and a half but I got him to sleep for 2 hours and today, there was no nap again. J comes home tomorrow so I'm hoping he can figure this shiz out because I am no where near ready for Seb to cut out naps. Neither is he, he's 2.

I'm feeling the baby move occasionally which is awesome, I totally forgot how magical it feels and we can find out the sex on Monday! This weekend is gonna be slowww.

Family

Tuesday I became an Aunty. My sister in law gave birth to Billie Pearl. Today we met her, she's a whopping 4 pounds bigger then Seb at birth but she's the sweetest little thing. Those tiny ears and toes, the soft newborn skin and the smell! The newborn smell is one of my most favorite scents.

It has made me nostalgic for the times we had a newborn, taking Seb home with no clue as to what was around the corner.

Their life is about to change dramatically, for the best, but they have no idea just how much that little lady will steal their hearts and minds. They don't no that next time they blink, Billie will have turned two. That she'll be climbing the furniture and repeating the naughty words us adults say. She'll be walking and asking for things, she'll be asking for a cuddle and calling them mum and dad.

I love the newborn age but I love every other age just as much, I love that I can converse with Seb, that he calls people by their name that he tells me what he wants to eat and calls every kind of meat 'chicken', I love that he sleeps through the night and that he gives me kisses.

I just love everything about these small people we are able to grow in our bellies and raise (but believe me there are traits and stages I'd rather forget), I'm beyond thrilled to experience the newborn stage again in just under 6 months but this time will be different, we'll be a little less clueless, it won't be the same as the first time but that's okay. I'm equally as excited to watch my sister in law experience all the firsts and be there to watch my first niece grow up.