Robbie and I have narrowed some first name choices down but need to work on the middle name too. Ever notice how first and middle names just seem to go together, Naomi Ann or Robbie Allen?
The last post I made about the pregnancy discussed my hopes for a home birth, well turns out our insurance wouldn't cover the expense, so Robbie and I decided to go with a hospital birth. We found out today that Robbie's insurance will cover all of the expense, which will leave us money to invest in Plus One's future.
Right now our doctor visits are two weeks apart and beginning the 36th week, we start to have weekly check-ups. According to Dr. Andrea, all is well, and the baby is growing just as he/she should be. My weight gain is perfect, and she thinks it will be at least another 4-6 pounds. Robbie and I had made a wager in the beginning about how much weight I'd gain, he said 50 pounds (because he's such a sweetie!), and I said 35 pounds. Looks like I might actually win this one. My initial weight began at 141, and today I weighed in at 163. You can do the math.
Next weekend Robbie and I are headed to Sandpoint, ID for a baby shower that his family is throwing for us. Well actually, Robbie will be off enjoying the Bonner County Gun and Horn show with the men, while us ladies sit around and talk baby talk. It will be a quick trip as we will head out on Friday and return on Sunday.
As the baby gets bigger and the room he/she shares with my abdomen gets tighter and tighter, the movements are much more often and with more force. Lots and lots of jabs and kicks. My belly button is not quite and inny anymore but also not quite an outy either. At some point it will be pushed beyond equilibrium and pop. Robbie and I have not taken a wager on this yet.
I have begun a baby afghan for the baby, and below is a photo of what I've accomplished so far. I'm pretty proud of myself for finally figuring out the pattern and will be even happier if I finish it too!
