On Thursday the 27th we went in for a routine morphology/anatomy ultrasounsd. I wanted to mainly rule out growth issues since I have Crohn's and do have difficulties absorbing nutrients due to the inflammation in my bowel. My DD was born small, my gastroenterologist told me after being diagnosed that my Crohn's had affected the amount of nutrients she was getting, hence a small baby. I want to avoid that if I can. As it was, everything was perfect.
And, if you haven't already found out, we're having another boy! We we offered a couple of 3D shots, I think it was the sonographer's way to double check he has a left hand without overly worrying us, clicking onto the fact that I was watching the screen very closely frowning a bit from concern. It was hard to see, the hand, it took a fair while to get the shot. For a minute there, we thought he was missing an arm or hand. He's not though, the 3D shots she got clearly showed a well formed hand, and a beautiful little face.
We were talking with the lady who did the scan how we think we're having a girl but daddy was hoping for another boy, when she knew she turned to us and said, 'So, who said what again?' We answered and she laughed and said 'Daddy was right' and we all just laughed for a minute there, me mainly out of shock. I was so sure I was having another girl, but didn't hope for either. Good thing too or I would have been majorly disappointed. I teared up a little, it was the first proper surprise we've had at an ultrasound so we were overjoyed. With the other two it was more like, 'See, I was right' rather than 'OMGGGGG WE'RE HAVING ANOTHER BOYYYY!!!!!!!!!!' like this time around.
A tradition we have is the day we know the sex, we go out and buy their first outfit. With DD we bought a pink bonds jumpsuit, with DS we bought a little hoodie jumpsuit but he ended up wearing a white bonds jumpsuit because it was too cold for the one we bought, it had no legs and we didn't pack leggings. This time, it was strange to think, this baby we grew ourselves, is going to someday wear this. Someday, in our near future, we plan to welcome him to our world our way. Reality hit a bit. Of course, I am now so excited for labour that I'm dreaming about it. My partner can't wait either, he thinks it is the coolest thing ever that we're following our hearts and freebirthing. I also, like to call it Family Birth. There's nothing unsupported or lonely about this birth, because I will not be on my own, I'll be surrounded by people I trust and love with all my heart. We discussed today, what happens if I'm too alert after the birth, I am a little afraid I will not enter deeply enough into the right state of mind for labour or that I will and something goes wrong and my partner isn't fast enough to notice. As it is, he's more familiar with the birth process, and the emotional stages of labour than I usually give him credit for. He could totally be a doula ;)
I 100% trust that if there is something wrong, he will notice, since he knows me better than anyone else in the world. Even better than I know myself sometimes. He's not stupid, he's got incredible intuition, he seems to have some sort of 6th sense when things aren't 100%. I still have a lot more to go through with him, I swear eventually he will get sick of me showing him birthy stuff.
We're getting things sorted now, we'll have our birth kit complete by 35 weeks. That's our aim, anyway. We have discovered most of what we thought we might need, we won't. I recently discovered this: http://www.homebirth.net.au/2008/04/resuscitation-of-newborn.html well written blog entry regarding newborn resus. Which led me to: http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1175935/ 'Air or 100% oxygen for asphyxiated babies? Time to decide'.
So, initially we were looking to have oxygen on hand but now feel it's unecessary. Since room air is better for the baby, we're NOT going to have oxygen. Knowing 100% O2 could even be toxic, we're not taking a chance with it if something were to happen. If room air is better, then room air it is.
My morning sickness is easing, but still not gone completely. I am ravenously hungry all the time it seems, I'm always full because I'm always eating. I woke from a nap today, one that didn't even last an hour mind you, and was starving to the point of nausea when I got up.
Nothing much else has been happening. DS is still happily nursing, we have less than 2 weeks until he turns 18 months. He is beginning to wean, it's not going to happen suddenly, I know that now - initially I worried because my milk did suddenly decrease and start to thicken when I was 18 weeks. I can hardly express any now, and I am 22 weeks on Monday. I'm not quite ready for him to wean, I'm so glad he's taking his time because I need that time too. He's started sleeping through the night in his own bed this last week, and today fell asleep on his own watching a dvd. His teeth seem to be done coming through at the moment, thank goodness, I don't think I could deal with teething again while I'm pregnant.
That's all for now. I'll update with a belly shot soon, I've got to find the cable for our camera ;)
Peace, Love & Light xo

Congrats on another lovely boy! :)
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