Alright folks, there it is. The prego belly at 17 weeks exactly. I actually tried to suck in a little so it didn't look so big, but it didn't help a bit. The downer for me: my love handles get bigger along with the belly. Bleck.
I had a dream last night that the baby was about 8 months old and our little family went on a trip out of town, and for some reason an old friend of mine tagged along. Well, I figure out they (Kyle and my friend) are having an affair, but they don't know I am aware. We are all eating at a restaurant and my friend (which by the way is a person I haven't talked to since the eighth grade or something like that - strange) keeps tickling the bottom of the babies feet. The baby is NOT liking it and keeps saying in a tiny voice that is WAY too big for an 8 month old (obviously), "Knock it off." She did it a few more times and the baby finally yelled, "KNOCK IT OFF, OR I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Hahaha. I thought it was the funniest thing, in my dream and when I woke up! Man, I already know that this baby is going to be cool.
With 23 more weeks to go, I couldn't be more excited about that day when I get to hold "it" in my arms. But I think I'm more excited for the 31st, when we get to quit calling the baby an "it" and are able to refer to "it" as a boy or a girl.
Vada informed me this morning that she is actually thinking that she wants a sister now instead of a brother. I'll be happy with either, and I really don't have that feeling of knowing the gender that some women proclaim to have. I tend to say "he" every time I talk about "it", but when I'm thinking decor I tend to lean toward girlie stuff. I'm trying to stay neutral though, at least for now.
And of course I have thought about names, but once again, not knowing if the baby is a boy or girl is pretty tough. I don't want to get hooked on one name and then having it not work because it's to girlie for a boy or vice-versa. Here are a few names I like: Madden (boy), Anber-Lynn (girl), Wendy (girl), Ella (girl), Brogen (boy), Jakob (boy), Allie (girl - actually, this is the name Vada likes, but I don't mind it), Klaus (boy). Let me know what you think. I had a few more written down in my planner that I have misplaced, and my pregnant mind can't remember most of them.