So You're Saying There's a Chance?

As the baby boy grows, so do our panic induced thoughts:

What if we can’t get him to sleep?

What if he’s not a good eater?

What if we can’t get him to stop crying?

What if Matt drops him?

What if Lucky lays on him like he does me?

What if he’s a jerk?

What if we don’t like him?

Or WORSE:  What if he doesn’t like me?

Oh, wait – that’s not actually possible.  I’m a totally likable girl.  Right? 

Don’t answer that.

Well, I at least have the food....and that's gotta count for SOMETHING with him.

What if he doesn’t like sports?  And, even worse – what if he doesn’t like GOLF?!

What if he doesn’t like the Rays?  I am thinking that he won’t like the Yankees.  And, although, we will adorn him with LOTS of Yankees attire…he’ll be too smart to like that franchise regardless of the number of championships, Matthew.  J

He will obviously like the Seminoles or I will give him away.  (I kid.  I kid.  Sort of.)

And, of course - we’ve all known he was in there somewhere based on the ultrasound pictures, but he decided to let ME know that he was in there this week as I finally felt him doing his little backflips and climbing the walls.  It mostly feels like gas, so it's hard to tell sometimes. 
Oh.  Was that too much info?  Whatever.  These are the facts, people.  Pregnancy ain't tulips and rose petals all the time. 

Either way, he's super active every day, which I have a feeling is only indicative of what is to come.

The weight gain is here…as we knew it would be!  The belly is sort of out there….enough for people to do a double take with that “is she fat or pregnant?” look on their faces. 

I’m not fat.  I’m pregnant.  I need a sign to wear around my neck.

 (18 weeks)

 I’m still trying to convince Matt to be a part of photos, so for now – you only get me being goofy as I get tired of the normal side view shot of my belly!

 

There are still lots of crazy pains and pushes and pulls going on inside of me, but I’m told all of that is normal.  And, we still don’t have a name yet.  There are front runners, but nothing definitive yet.  We don’t plan on keeping it a secret once we decide, but it may take us until he’s born to actually decide!

With a move on the horizon, we haven’t done anything as it relates to nursery or prep….besides register for the 8.7m things we think we “need.”   (and buy a bunch of funny onesies!) 

I will post pictures of nursery setup activities (read: me strangling Matt while putting together a crib) as soon as they start!

We hope y’all are doing well and looking forward to Baby Boy Schneider as much as we are.

Love.

Also?  Odds that the kid won't stop crying? ...... So, you're saying there's a chance?

Frogs, Snails and Puppy Dog Tails....and Caterpillars?

If it wasn't enough that we got pregs on the "first try"  (i.e., the first month that we pulled the goalie, uh, so to speak?)....now Matt is all proud that he has created another penis for the world to enjoy.  Because he needed another ego boost right?  ;)

Yep, Baby Schneider will now be known as Baby BOY Schneider! 

We already had the puppy dog tails (sort of - Lucky doesn't really have a tail, but he tries hard)

.....and I love frogs (Don't ask, it's a tomboy thing, but Matt is always grossed out when I chase them and pick them up in the yard.  It is what it is, people.)

....so we are very happy about a little boy coming to join us.

And, wouldn't you know it?  We had a girl name ALL lined up....but can't decide on the boy name.  I guess it always works out that way.

We had our full "anatomy scan" today, Aug 1, where they measured all of the limbs, checked for the 4 chambers of the heart, checked the kidney function, gall bladder function, nasal bone/nostrils, pinky bones (absent pinky bones can sometimes mean a genetic defect), etc, etc.  Our little man passed with flying colors and is even tracking 5 days ahead of schedule, even if my weight is still a bit behind. 

I'm thinking that I'm going to balloon to blimp size (just call me Goodyear) in the 3rd trimester, so you heard it here first.  This "you're underweight" nonsense is TOTALLY going to backfire on me eventually.  Damn it.  How can I be underweight when my pants don't fit?!  Right.  That's apparently because I have gained weight in my belly and lost weight in my brain.

In any case, check out our little man!

Profiles....

Hello!  I am  here!

And, here...is a kick in the belly with my little baby foot!

 

Here's my belly.  It mostly looks like I ate too much, but I have proof there's a baby in there.

Boys mean bugs...so we are going with a caterpillar theme from Pottery Barn Kids: 

Which brings me to my next point.  Babies need LOTS OF STUFF.  Holy crap!  We almost had a mental meltdown in BuyBuyBaby on Saturday....with the strollers and the car seats and the crib mattresses and the mattress pads and the pack and plays and the boogie wipes and the .... well, you get the point.  And you think you need everything.  Luckily, the people at BuyBuyBaby know what you need....and will tell you which one to register for.  Those people were our saving grace.  Seriously. 

I needed a BIG martini after that trip. 

I am still waiting.