I’ve been waiting until I was certain I’d felt the first movements of this Baby Five to unveil our in utero name for him or her, but honestly that hasn’t yet happened. Almost 18 weeks and no kick, kick—what is up? We had our second appointment with our midwife yesterday and all is well. Heart rate in the 140s, which according to certain old wives’ tales, is on the cusp of indicating GIRL. Since it’s on the cusp though it could also indicate BOY.
Look, I am not a good gender predictor myself –haven’t been for any of my own babies except for Gus. I always knew Gus was Gus. So you won’t find me committing to either. But I do enjoy other people’s guesses!
Seems we’ve just got a chill baby hanging out in there. You know that’s okay by me. I’ll just continue to stand by, and concentrate, and before I drift off to sleep at night….feel for a sign from this babe.
This babe. Baby Five. I’m quite tired of calling Baby Five, Baby Five. You have to be too, no?
Mitchell took this picture of me at 16 weeks pregnant–almost two weeks ago. Without further ado…
Leo and Gus and Matilda came up with the name Cupcake. For weeks and weeks now they’ve been giving Cupcake hugs when the mood strikes them. Asking me how Cupcake is doing. We talk about how Cupcake is growing. When Cupcake will be coming out to meet us all.
Before Leo got in the car for school yesterday morning he put his arms around me and said “I just love you so much. You’re so adorable.” And I was like Are you talking to me?
And he was like No Mom. Sigh. Cupcake.
So. Cupcake is loved, loved, loved already. It’s gonna be a really big thing around here when Cupcake hears those kind words spoken up close to my belly and those tight hugs and squeezes from arms around my belly …..and the kids feel an actual kick back.
Or you know, a punch. Whatever mood Cupcake happens to be in too.
THREE CHEERS FOR CUPCAKE REINHART.
Now, come on Cupcake. Time to make your move. We are all waiting somewhat patiently.