14 weeks

I'm 14 weeks 1 day today, and Baby E is the size of a naval orange. S/he jumped from a lemon last week (3.5 inches long) to an orange this week (4.5 inches long) - talk about a growth spurt!

Fun little pregnancy survey: 

1. How far along?: 14 weeks 1 day
2. How big is baby?: According to What to Expect, a naval orange (4.5 inches long, 2-3 oz)
3. Weight gain?: Lost 4 lbs (oops)
4. Stretch marks?: None yet.
5. Maternity clothes?: I have one maternity tunic that I've worn a couple times because it's so cute and comfy, but I have no need for maternity clothes yet
6. Sleep?: Can't sleep in late (any time after 8:30) no matter how late I go to sleep, but naps are very welcomed on the weekend 
7. Best moment last week?: Always love getting to hear the heartbeat (12/20)
8. Food cravings?: It changes hourly
9. Symptoms?: Still vomiting, but feeling crappy less frequently
10. Exercise?: none (boo)
11. Gender?: finding out 1/13!!
12. Movement?: None that I can feel!
13. Belly button?: Still in
14. What I miss?: Feeling good, having energy, Jersey Mike's
15. Labor signs?: Better not have these yet.
16. What I'm looking forward to?: Christmas!! Last one without kids, I cannot wait until the baby's first Christmas next year

We had a quick check-up yesterday (quick check-up = 40 minutes in the waiting room, 30 seconds of hearing the baby's heartbeat) and everything sounds great. I decided to experiment a little, since we had such a sleepy baby on our hands at the last appt, and had a root beer before our appt - it worked! Baby was moving around "woosh, woosh" and had a nice strong heartbeat.

Mommy, on the other hand, is in trouble. Apparently all this "morning" (again, bullshit) sickness has caught up with me and instead of gaining the 4 lbs I was supposed to at 14 weeks, I've lost 4 lbs from my normal weight. Oops. "Eat More," the doctor says ... I feel like I eat NON-STOP. I'm eating a chocolate chip cookie as we speak. So for the first time in my life, I'm on a quest to gain weight, which I'm certain will be short-lived and they'll probably lecture me for gaining too much at my next appt.

AND SPEAKING OF THE NEXT APPOINTMENT!!! We find out if Baby E is a "man or a woman" on January 13th.

I. Cannot. Be-Lieeeeeeeeve. It.

We're going to have my mom come down and a few friends & family over for a fun "gender reveal" party that evening. I always thought it was so cliche for expectant mothers to say they don't care what they're having, "just as long as it's healthy" ... No, you care. You have a preference. You just don't want the kid to later find out that you wished s/he was something else. Well boys and girls, I was wrong. I genuinely can say I would be thrilled with either a boy or a girl. And (I saw this on another mommy blog) the good news is, the laws of reproduction are in my favor that it'll be one of those two, so I can't lose.

Of course, Ben wants a little boy, so I would be thrilled for him to have a son. Plus I've always loved the idea of having a boy first to be the older brother. But then again, every girl (woman?) wants a little girl of her own I think. Somewhere deep down, I've always dreamt of tutus and bows and pink bedding. So really forreal, I will be 100% thrilled whatever the case. Just so long as our little Bacon keeps growing strong and healthy.