kayla aimee: only slightly neurotic

(Not So) Sweet Dreams

I turned the oven on to preheat and then, as I am wont to do, promptly forgot about it. I was having an intense conversation and sort of forgot that I was planning on cooking and eating some lunch.  When my stomach started growling the baby began kicking me, which made me feel all bad like "Oh no, I forgot to feed my baby!"

Which reminded me to tell you that my dreams right now? Mainly consist of me forgetting to feed my baby. I keep having these awful dreams where I've already had the baby and she's like 12 or 13 hours old and crying and I don't know why and then all of the sudden I'm like "I FORGOT TO FEED HER!"

Other variations of this dream include random people trying to take her from me and feed her things I don't want her to have, like a strawberry milkshake or junior mints. And I keep telling them "I want to breast feed her, don't give her a strawberry milkshake!" And then they shake their heads sadly and say "It's too late, you forgot to feed her."

 I would say these dreams are weird but then Jeff told me he dreamed that we could take the baby out of my stomach to play with her a little bit and then put her back in, since it wasn't time for her to be born yet. Only the way we put her back in? I had to eat her.

Obviously we have dream issues.

Five For Friday | At 6 Months

 
  
I keep forgetting to take weekly pictures (what kind of a scrapbooker am I anyways?) but I snapped this before work. Mostly because I grew tremendously in like, 24 hours. We woke up and Jeff was all "Look. At. Your. Belly."

1) Halloween candy is killing me. Jeff came home today and said "what happened to the boxes of Nerds?" to which I had to confess that I ate them. ALL of them.

2) Jeff accidentally kneed my belly in bed one morning this week and the baby kicked him back. Twice. I found that hilarious. Fiesty. She gets it from her mama.

3) People keep asking me if I've dyed my hair. I haven't. It's just turning red all of the sudden.

4) At my last OB visit, this girl started talking to me about how nervous she was because it was her first time having a man doctor. I must look totally approachable or something because random strangers are always telling me intimate details about their lives.

5) I can no longer see my feet.

The Belly Touch

From the beginning of this pregnancy I've been hearing about The Belly Touch. Magazine, books, friends passing on anecdotal stories...they all talk about how when you're pregnant total strangers will start touching your belly.

I talk about intimate details of my life on the internet, so I figured I was pretty prepared for this. Looking back, I think I wasn't bothered by the idea so much because I pictured a sweet, elderly grandmotherish type figure gently placing a light touch on my stomach in the scrapbooking section of Michael's or something.

That was not my experience. I took the car in for an oil change and when the mechanic came out he wiped his hands on his towel, grabbed each side of my belly with his hands and started shaking it up and down exclaiming "Oh, look at the little baby in there!"

And I was completely taken aback. I was prepared for someone to touch my belly. I was not prepared for someone to grab my belly and then proceed to shake it like a polaroid picture.

He then told me he hoped I'd found the visit satisfactory and asked me to fill out an online survey evaluating my experience with him. 

Upon recounting the story to my father, he told me I should mention on the survey that while the oil change was great, I felt very uncomfortable with the inappropriate touching from the strange man.

(P.S. Some of y'all were worried so I wanted to reassure you that my dad and I were just joking around, I'd never report the guy for being friendly and sweet!)

I've got sunshine, on a cloudy day

When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May. Well, I guess you'll say what can make me feel this way?


I was so surprised when they told us the baby was a girl. I just turned to Jeff and said "Jeff! You were right!" and then I burst into tears. I can not control this crying thing, it just happens. We're so excited. She's healthy and big and we got to count all her little fingers and toes. Then I went to the mall and bought her some clothes.

I had no idea they were going to do 4D photos at the doctor's office but they did and so you can see her whole teeny little face in profile.
 
Then Tiff took some photos for me so that you can see how huge my belly is at 21 weeks! Thanks so much for all your love and prayers, we're so happy to be sharing this with you :)
 

Boy or Girl?

 
Since we were going for our big ultrasound tomorrow, I decided it was time to get around to finally scrapbooking the other ultrasound photos. You can see it here, I just wanted to show you the uncropped version because remember when I posted about how Lucy somehow gets in EVERY picture I take?

I thought it'd be fun to play Guess What This Baby Is.

People kept telling me that I'd just "have a feeling" but I really don't. I've always thought if we were able to get pregnant that the baby would be a boy. On the other hand, whenever I've dreamed about the baby, it's been a girl. Some days I think "Oh, this baby is DEFINITELY a boy." And some days I think "Oh, this baby is DEFINITELY a girl."

We declined all the early tests so mostly I'm just wanting a good, healthy report tomorrow. But if I had to pick one, I think I'd say I'll be more surprised if the baby is a girl. Three of my girlfriends are all due within 6 weeks of me and they are all having boys.

Jeff is certain the baby is a girl. Most of our family agrees with him.

So I thought it'd be fun to see what YOU think I'm having? Here are my Old Wives Tale symptoms (were any right for you?):

Chinese Gender Predictor: Girl
Food: Can't eat chicken, crave orange juice (I know, it's terrible to be allergic right now) sweets, pickles, pretzels and cream cheese.
Hair: Super shiny and thick but not growing fast.
Face: Rounder, flushed cheeks and pregnancy has totally cleared it up.
Heart Rate: It's swung between 140s and 150s
Mood: Super irritable. My poor, sweet husband.
Nausea: Extreme.
Carrying: Low

I'll post here tomorrow night after we've called our family :)