Blueberry Lucas Update

We are now close to 17 weeks along (almost halfway there!) I had a check up appointment yesterday and everything is looking terrific. Whew! I get nervous before those appointments every time. I was glad to hear the midwife specifically state that my weight gain was right on target. I fully expected her to be all Whoa Hoss, Slow down. But she actually used the terms "great" and "ideal". Hah! At this time when I was pregnant with Joseph, the midwife gave me a stern talking to about weight gain and junk food. Which, mind you, I did not consume. I kept trying to tell her that I actually ate really healthy and consistently exercised but she just pursed her lips and ignored me. I know she was thinking, "Yea right, Fatty", while writing in my chart, "This woman is delusional." I was all upset and felt like a giant land dwelling whale woman. But I ended up only gaining about 45 pounds with Joseph in all, which really isn't bad. And it all came off...a year later. The difference between first and second pregnancies is this: The first time you cry when the medical professional tells you that you have gained too much weight and worry about how you are damaging your unborn child. The second time you tell her to shove it and pass the gravy.

I'm still convinced Blueberry Lucas is a girl. Evidence is as follows:

1. I carry the baby higher. Some of my pants still fit. Said pants would have never fit last time. (But, see paragraph above. Maybe I was just a fat ass).

2. The midwife yesterday said the heartbeat was fast, meaning a girl. (But the little stinker could have been doing laps in there or maybe just freaked out that something was poking on it, explaining a higher heart rate).

3. I have a list of several girl names. And Drew even agrees on some. I cannot think of any boy names. (If you ask me what they are, I will pretend to not hear you.)

4. When Joseph was in the belly he like meat, big hunks of slightly undercooked meat. This baby prefers fruits, veggies, grilled chicken and sushi (cooked, of course). This could just be an indication that I was psychologically damaged by the fat talk last time that my mind and body are colluding to reject all that good stuff.

5. The first weeks of this pregnancy were about zero fun. Meaning that she is already being spiteful to her mother.

AND FINALLY, the most compelling evidence:

6. I had a client tell me when I was pregnant with Joseph that I would have a girl if I ate hot sauce on my fried chicken.

We will be able to confirm Blueberry's girlness on May 3.