After what seemed like forever, I’ve finally clawed my way to the halfway mark of this third pregnancy, leaving me another 20 weeks to go.
In true second trimester fashion, the nasty pregnancy side effects like nausea and bloating have all abated and I’m about as close to enjoying the pregnancy as I can get. I am, however, watching the belly take on a life of its own despite my best efforts to keep the weight down. The husband says it’s like I’m not even trying after watching me decimate an entire box of durians but it’s the baby who made me do it, and I’ve already held back on finishing the second box.
I did a detailed scan of the baby at gynae yesterday and I’m glad to say that Finn is doing really well. They checked his head, nose bridge, lips, fingers, heart, kidney, blood flow and they seem to be all in order. For which we’re very thankful.
I’d like to post pictures of the baby bump but I’m now at the awkward stage where the baby could be easily confused with an unusually large dinner so maybe in the next trimester when it starts looking less like an extra box of durians and more like an actual baby.
So instead, here are some ultrasound scans of the baby’s side profile. If I have to guess, I’d say he looks like Kirsten, who by the way, has staked an early claim to the baby.
Kirsten: Baby Finn is my baby right?
Me: Actually he’s my baby but I guess he can be yours too.
Kirsten: No, I’m your baby so baby Finn is mine!
Me: I’m the one giving birth to him, so technically, he’s mine.
Kirsten: You cannot have so many babies, you know. You need to share.
Me: Fine, you can have him but you’ll need to feed him and clean his poop. Good luck with that.