Wednesday, November 27, 2013

I get a kick out of you

Last Thursday Victoria texted me at work:

"I just felt baby kick today. Woo Hoo!"

 I have to say I didn't know what to feel other than happy and quiet. I guess the only word for this is awed. It's incredible that already, just 5 days later, V says the kicks can be felt from the outside and I'm excitedly looking forward to the first time that happens when I'm around!

These really are the fun bits of pregnancy, as far as I can see. We're at week 20, with 20 to go, so well into the second trimester. V is still healthy and energetic enough to cycle to work and do some aerobics, but the bump is now clearly that of a pregnant lady, and V doesn't have to worry about being mistaken for an enthusiastic pie eater! 

We're also at that point where everyone knows about it. It's odd that that doesn't come till after that 12 week scan, because the run up to then was actually when we needed the most support. Now that that support is freely available, it's less critical. Those weeks from 6-12 wre the hardest; V was super nautious and tired all the time and we were both worried about an early miscarriage, having got that far before. Looking back I'm so glad we had taken the decision not only to tell our families but also a couple of really close friends over here. I wish there was less of a taboo about talking about miscarriages. It isn't until you have one and friends come out with their sympathies and experiences that you realize just how common they are. I think we've missed a trick there.

Next week we'll have our 'morphology scan,' or as many of us know it, THE GENDER SCAN! It is apparently controversial that I want to know the gender of D-minor; many of our friends react with either surprise or a little judgement when I tell them how excited I am to find out if I'm having a son or a daughter (you soon get used to people's freely given opinions and judgements when you're expecting!). I suspect that this whole adventure is already incredibly real for v, especially with her insides now being rearranged on a daily basis, but for me as an apparent ENFP, the ability to visualize the future as a parent seems like too good a gift to turn down.

Anyway, that's it for now, my short return to the blogosphere. Let's see if this theme lends itself to continuation...