I can still hear my dad calling me ‘2-2’. I can hear refs reprimand ‘22’ for unsportsmanlike conduct, and I can see a green and black wooden soccer ball with the number stenciled on, standing guard in my front yard, identifying me as a Lady Lion. So when I got my ‘What to Expect’ App notification that today I am *22* weeks pregnant, I had a little fond trip down memory “Laine”.
I wonder what our boy’s favorite number will be. I wonder if after all this time of deliberating over the perfect name, one day instead we will simply call him ‘17’ or ‘56’ or ‘2-2’.
Before I get to this week’s bump pictures, I want to share some pretty exciting news. Our baby will have a baby BOY cousin, due just 4 weeks after him. Yes, turns out my sister is expecting another boy in November. I was a little surprised and fully expected to be gaining my first niece in 5 months time. I think my sis was a bit shocked as well.
|Nana and Pops will just have to wait a little longer for a grand-daughter.|
Well, enough about her. Back to me. Here is my bump at 22 weeks. (There is really no excuse for the dog hair coating my ‘bump dress’. I swear, we were super busy yesterday and only had about 60 seconds to snap these photos, leaving little time for a lint roller. I guess I should just get used to it. I have a feeling once baby is here, the time for lint rollers will be a distant memory anyway.)
PS. One huge development over the past week is that we're actually able to see baby kick through the skin. It was totally freaky the first time it happened. Very sci-fi. I'll spare you the video footage I took of it...