Preggers

I can't say that I loved being pregnant, but I can say that I liked it. I was so fortunate to have an easy pregnancy. I have heard many stories of the problems other women had while they were preggers, and let me tell you, I am so thankful for what little I had to go through.  I did experience nausea during the first trimester, and had a couple of incidents where I felt very faint, but aside from just the usual being tired and having to pee constantly, I will have good memories of being pregnant with Brayden.  My favorite part of being pregnant was feeling my little guy kick and move. It's no surprise he's now a wiggly, energetic baby because I felt him move all the time while he was in there.

The most eventful part of my pregnancy was the gender mixup we had.  It was the appointment before the appointment we were supposed to find out what we were having.  Jeff was with me that week, but wasn't going to be able to come to the next one, so beforehand he had suggested we try to get them to do the ultrasound this time. I explained to him that they have to be scheduled, so they couldn't just do it whenever we wanted.  However, during my appointment my OB asked if we were going to find out what we were having, and he must have sensed the urgency in my anticipation as I told him yes because he offered to do an ultrasound himself right then.  Obviously I said yes, and he took us back to the ultrasound room.
I hadn't done much research on ultrasounds at that point since I didn't expect to have mine until the next appointment, so I didn't really know what they were looking for as far as girls go.  I also hadn't filled up on water, so it's no surprise baby Brayden was squirming all over the place in there. Apparently doctors aren't too versed in reading ultrasounds because he told us he was 95% sure it was a girl...Brayden was full of surprises before he was even born.

About a month later I had my actual ultrasound so that they could take all the measurements and make sure everything was 'all good'. When the tech told me it was a boy I was in disbelief. I made her show me again two more times before I left the room. She probably thought I was crazy, but I just could not get over what she had told me! I called Jeff and we were both in shock for awhile to say the least!  I had already registered for girl stuff, bought the bedding, some clothes, and shared the news with family and friends. Moral of the story, don't let your OB perform your ultrasound, they are not trained to read them like the techs are!  I did, however, have fun registering twice, and I'm so glad we found out he was a he and not a she before he actually arrived!