However, I maintain my stance that pregnancy is the worst thing ever. At least the first 14ish weeks. I'm 21 weeks now and it's smooooooth sailing, but man that first trimester is a beast. To be on the verge of barfing everyday for months at a time gets old really fast. And this time around, it's been hard to get really excited because I keep thinking that it will end in a miscarriage. I had a huge gush of blood at six weeks and thought that was the end. An ultrasound a week later confirmed that the little blob was still growing and I was in the clear. Then another gush (much more this time) came at 12 weeks and the roller coaster of emotions continued. Hopefully from here on out we won't have any more surprises.
The logical side of me wanted this baby to be a boy. Parker and Kate get along so well and I didn't want Parker to be ousted by the two younger girls being good friends. In my mind I thought if it was a boy, Parker and the baby would have a connection by their gender and Kate and the baby would have a connection by their proximity in age. But my emotional side really wanted a girl. Girls are just so cute! The little shoes and dresses. Ah! It kills me. Not to mention, it's much more fun to think about girl names than boy names. AND! I get to choose this baby's name! Paul chose both Parker's and Kate's names, so now it's my turn. Side story: When I was pregnant with both Parker and Kate I would bring up names that I liked and Paul would shoot nearly all of them down, but wouldn't offer any suggestions of his own. It became a source of contention and so we just stopped talking about it. Our solution was that I would bring a list of 10ish names with us to the hospital that I liked and Paul would choose one of those. With Parker he ended up choosing a name that wasn't even on my list- one we hadn't discussed at all. The same thing happened with Kate. So this time it's my turn. I have a peacemaker type personality and just want people to be happy, which I think is why I was okay with Paul choosing the names, but I really want to choose at least one of our children's names. I can see myself giving in again, which is why I've started telling Paul so early that it's my turn and so I can convince myself as well.
Parker and Kate are sweetly excited. Parker randomly kisses my belly several times a week and told me the other day that when the baby is born she will like him best because he gives her so many kisses.

























