I had the scan and got to look at this little prawn this morning. The ultrasound lady said ‘Oh there’s his little legs’ and I freaked out but I think she just said it out of habit or something because it certainly didn’t look like there was anything going on in the nether region. We don’t want to find out what we are having but I have such a strong boy feeling. He/it is a good size and everything looks normal. It looked just like a baby (well, duh) and was sucking it’s thumb and kicking it’s legs. I told Lee that it looks just like Archie. Probably because of it’s big belly and button nose. Very cute.
So I’ve clicked over into the second trimester, which hopefully means some sort of energetic glow will overtake me soon. I freaking hope so, because I have seriously lost my mojo recently. All I want to do is lay on the couch eating smoked oysters and lemonade iceypoles whilst watching trashy shit on TV and scrolling through Pinterest looking at furniture I can’t afford.
I am trying to restrain my whinging to a minimum and am sucking it up. This last weekend I had a wanky architecture networking thing, a book launch (you can see Lee’s bearded head in the photo on that link, and half of my face) , a Mums Gone Wild night out, a baby shower, a fourth birthday and a family BBQ thing. I wore the exact same outfit – a rainbow-coloured sack dress from Sportsgirl which will last me well into the hundreth month of pregnancy – to every single event as they were all for separate groups of friends. Winning. I was pretty much comatose by Sunday night (getting home at TWO AM on Sunday morning didn’t help. Such a rager I am.).
The book launch was for a book my gorgeous friend Tess wrote called Conversations with Creative Women Volume 2. We provided stools for the launch and as a raffle prize. So many talented, lovely ladies (and gents) in one room! Afterwards, Lee and I went to Brunswick Mess Hall for dinner (at 9pm! Usually I eat at 5:30 with Archie so this pregnant lady was crazed and delirious by the time our spring rolls arrived) which was super-yum. I never cook anything remotely Asian at home but pulled apart the yummo papaya salad and decided I’m going to have a crack at making something like that. God I’m exotic.
In other news, Archie has FINALLY decided to say “mum!” when he wants something instead of just clawing my leg and yelling “Arrrrrrrgggh!” You don’t understand how exciting this is.