I had my second doctor’s appointment this morning.  Strangely enough, I’d lost a pound!!  I really think this “eating all the time but not very much at a time” thing is totally working as a weight management plan!  :-)  Not that I expect this will ever happen again as Baboo starts getting bigger than the little lime he/she is, but it was a nice surprise nonetheless.  Especially since I ate a burger, fries, and cookie last night for dinner!  (Fuddruckers Kids Meal is still the best deal out there– $3.65 and they have DP on tap!)

In the comedy department, apparently someone dropped the Doppler machine recently so the attempts to find the heartbeat were not looking (er, sounding) very good.  Thankfully, though, the doctor was eventually able to locate the “galloping horse” heartbeat through all the static and all sounds right.

I made the appointment for a sonogram on August 17th.  While I’m bummed that I won’t know Baboo’s sex while in Dallas Aug 11-15, I can appreciate that extra gestational time can only be a good thing for my paranoid planning sense.  Can you imagine being told you’re having a girl and then giving birth to a boy (or vice versa)?  I would totally rather make the choice not to know than to plan for the “wrong” one!

We had a fabulous outing to Amy’s house yesterday for a knit/crochet party.  (Thanks, Amy!!)  The 5 of us never actually got to the knitting part but we all had lots of fun learning how to crochet.  I have no trouble admitting that I left the party, stopped to get gas, and sat in my car doing some stitching while my gas was pumping!!

Christy had the great idea that we could make blankets for the pigs who live Chez Kenton.  So here is Olivia’s first homemade blanket!! 

1. ice, especially in the form of a snowball (snowcone in a cup)

2. beef, particularly in the form of steak tacos. Or steak (thanks Ros for indulging me)

3. sparkling water

4.  fruit. How much watermelon can one girl eat?  The answer is a lot if she’s pregnant.

5. Campbell’s chicken noodle soup – the newest and the strongest of the cravings.  I stopped on the way to work this week and bought 8 cans. Yes, 8 cans.  Not fancy
Campbell’s select or any of the other nice soups, just plain condensed chicken noodle soup. I crave it for breakfast and it’s almost overpowering.  So I’ve eaten it for breakfast (or part 1 of breakfast) for 3 days this week. 

I have no explanation for this. Travis thinks it’s strange, which leads to a blog entry. 

We’re pretty much done with the nursery.  See if you can guess the theme!

Thanks to Emily for the Baby Name website tipoff!  I’ve been checking out several. Sadly, they had no entry for Genghis.  Guess it’s not that common, yet.

According to the webiste:  ‘Kerry is a unisex name that seems appropriate for a freckle-faced tomboy who is friendly and outgoing. Some, though, think of Kerry as rich and spoiled.’  The last bit has something to do with John Kerry, or else everyone in County Kerry in Ireland is rich and spoiled (this seems less likely).  ’Kerry’ also means ‘dark, dark-haired’.  It’s also a man’s name too, which I’ve discovered as I still occasionally get mail asking me to register for the selective service. 

Travis is apparently an ‘Old French’ name (I would’ve guessed Southern) meaning ‘at the crossroads’. Travis is described as ‘a good-looking cowboy or drifter who cannot be trusted’. Hmmm… My vote is for the good-looking cowboy, but I’m biased.

Interestingly, every name I enter into the name finder give a good description plus an undesirable one. Oh well, so far I haven’t encountered anything that would make us change our mind on TinyD’s real name-to-be. 

Baboo may only be the size of a lime, but one of Seth’s worries during this whole time has been whether he/she will be afflicted with my teeth.  I know you’re thinking to yourself–”But Emily, your teeth don’t look that funny (with the exception of that crazy tooth on the top left)”, but that is because you didn’t know me in my early years!! Actually, though, some members of this readership DID know me in those years  (Hi Mumsie and Daddyrags! Hi Fran!) and may be able to remember the insanity that was my mouth.  

So apparently there are 4 categories of problems with teeth, and normal people generally have just 1.  I had 3.  No two teeth met in any one place.  I got my first braces on in 2nd grade and got round #3 off in 12th grade.   I sported every appliance in between, although, unlike Ugly Betty or my brother, I never had to wear headgear.

I won’t scan in an actual picture of 1980s era Emily teeth.  Instead, I will include a picture that Seth went searching for in his Bio book to show me how he interprets my oral cavity.

  Poor, poor Baboo.

 PS–Annie Kate, that’s a good question.  If Baboo gets Seth’s teeth, will he/she have a half tooth, too?

So as of yesterday, Thor could survive outside the belly if he decided to come out.  This has put me into another level of panic.  Before yesterday the pregnancy wasn’t very real.  I guess it was a form of self-protection.  But now I feel as though I have to pay more attention to what’s going on.  This is difficult as I still don’t feel much movement except when I’m trying to go to sleep, which has also gotten more difficult.  The need to pee every hour also  makes for a pretty restless night.  But I guess I’ll have to get used to that! :)  

I’m anxious to get the nursery done.  I know it’s early, but it would be fun to work on.  We ordered furniture, but it won’t be in for another 8 weeks so there’s not much we can do before then. 

I’m probably not going to get Seth to talk even semi-seriously about names until after we know whether Baboo is a boy or girl.   I’m having fun in the meantime checking out the websites– although I must admit I’m getting the biggest kick out of analyzing our own names.

One site has “personality traits” for each name.  Check this out:

Seth–Seth is viewed as a strong, quiet farm boy or outdoorsman who is intelligent, hardworking, and reliable.

Emily–Most people picture Emily as a cute, small, quiet, old-fashioned woman who is intelligent, frail, loving, and a bit prissy.

What do you think???

   8 days until my due date and I’m fidgety with a capital F.  Despite feeling like I have a million things to accomplish for work (seeming less and less likely to be completed), I’m ready to meet our little fella.  I keep wandering in the nursery to look around, move things, look at baby clothes, and think of more things to buy.  Most recent purchase - those tiny mitts that keep babies from slashing their own eyes with their tiny fingernails.  At the OB yesterday, I was 75% effaced and 2 cm dilated.  Not sure what this actually means, especially knowing that Jen was dilated for seemingly weeks without any delivery action.  Genghis is getting bigger (2 more pounds of weight gain this week) and he kicks pretty strongly.  I can also feel his leg (?) near my liver, and the leg is definitely beefier than a few weeks ago.  The picture above is from last Sunday, so 38.5 weeks along. Definitely different than the last picture of me in the same dress from the fall. Travis’s niece Shelby, recently had a little boy, and one of my friends from work had a baby yesterday.  I’m ready to join the club!