Thumper

On May 14th (at almost 21 weeks) I felt “Thumper” (my new name for baby boy Smith) for the first time. Everyone kept telling me it would feel like butterflies in my stomach. I don’t know what other people’s babies were doing to make a butterfly sensation but this kid literally “thumps” me. repeatedly. I felt him while I was watching the season finale of Grey’s Anatomy. I think he was probably freaking out cause he didn’t know if Izzie was going to die or not.

I will feel him throughout the day since I’m basically sitting at my desk all day long. He gets super thumpy at night too when I go home and I’m watching tv. Maybe he really likes tv or is also getting super bored with Gossip Girl and wants me to change the station. Don’t worry baby, the season is over, it’s SYTYCD time!
David hasn’t felt him yet. I’m sure he could but he insists on moving his hand around to 50 different spots instead of keep it in one spot and waiting for the next one. I think he’ll just have to wait until baby gets stronger and he can feel them easier.

Because a post is better with pictures, I included a recent one of me and Baby Daddy. (this was 2 days after Thumper's first kick)

20 weeks - We're 1/2 Way There!!

That's me! Can you believe it? Cause I still look in the mirror in the morning and say "oh my goodness!"
I catch David just staring at my tummy sometimes in amazement and shock...he can't believe it either.
Today I had another drs. appt. and we're looking good. He's growing right on track and his heart rate is 148 beats per minute. When I got to listen to his heartbeat today it was almost hard to hear because there was so much static from him moving around...which brings me to my next update...no, I haven't felt him kick yet. There are times when I think I feel the little flutters, but they happen too quick I just can't be sure. I've been so impatient with everything else I know he's going to make me wait until he's good and ready.

Only five months left but there is so much to do before he makes his debut. I've promised myself to slow down and really appreciate these last months I have left. You may be pregnant more than once, but you're only pregnant for the first time once and I want to cherish it.

Prenatal Yoga

Today I went to my first prenatal yoga class. Above all it was a great class. It was really nice to have someone show me poses and stretches that benefit my growing body. It feels like my stomach popped out of no where, and having not been to the gym in forever my body was in the need of some serious stretching and relaxing.

Now the immature child in me thought otherwise about the class. Half the terms she used I can't even repeat because I wouldn't have a clue how to spell them. The way she conducted the class and the manner in which she spoke to us almost sent me into a laughing fit. Specifically during our cat and cow session...who names this stuff? At one point she had us doing breathing techniques with one hand on our hearts and the other on our babies...yeah, it just got weird from that point on.

I've taken yoga before so I know my opinion of the class is probably based on the instructor leading. There are two instructors for this class and I'll be trying the other one next week. My hope is she'll be a little less earthy, and her braid won't be nearly as long down her back. If not, I am fully prepared to act like a mature adult and look past the corniness of the situation.

Namaste