I figured that I would start this blog where I currently am in my pregnancy and then add track backs that chronicle earlier lessons we’ve learned while gestating in the Bull City. This isn’t my most exciting post by any means, but it’s a start and hopefully future posts will get better. I’ll keep working on that.
Right now, I’m at 20 weeks – the halfway point. The Boy Scout and I recently found out that we’re having a girl, so we have been busy registering for all things pink at the hell on earth that is Babies R Us and Target. I’ve also been possibly feeling Baby move for the first time and have been incredibly distracted sitting at my desk at work, paying attention to every little flutter/gas gurgle.
We are going to South Carolina on a beach vacation in just 13 days and I am so excited about relaxing in the sand with a great book and the sound of the ocean for 7 straight days. The only problem is that I have to actually find a pair of shorts that are big enough to accommodate this burgeoning belly of mine without feeling like a frumpy, fat cow in them. So, the lucky Boy Scout and I have been exploring the evils of the maternity section of several stores in search of maternity shorts. Maternity shorts do not rock on any level.
Upcoming posts include creating a baby registry and the search for maternity clothes in the Bull City.
