look! a baby-looking thing!

As of Saturday, I am officially 13 weeks pregnant. Which means that the painful first trimester is now over. Let us all do a dance of celebration.

Also, I had my second ultrasound today. It’s still too early to tell if this baby is a he or a she, we should find out in another seven weeks or so. I’ve taken to referring to it as a “he” because I have a really strong feeling that it’s going to be a boy. Of course, I could be wrong. Lord knows it wouldn’t be the first time.

Although that reminds me, you know how some women have cute little nicknames for their unborn babies? Things like Peanut, or the Bean, or whatever? I haven’t quite been able to adopt any of those. It doesn’t bother me at all when other women call their babies that, it just doesn’t feel like me. I usually just call it “the baby,” or “the kid,” or sometimes just “it.” Which made me feel very cold and un-maternal, and it bothered me that I couldn’t come up with any sort of nickname that I was comfortable using.

Dave recently started calling it The Sprog. I have no idea what it means – maybe it’s a British thing? – but to my American ears, it sounds like a cross between a spawn and a frog. And considering what we’re dealing with here, that just seems oddly appropriate.

So here’s the latest picture of our little sprog:

He put on quite a little show for us, jumping all around in there. He practically did a somersault. I love this picture because you can see one little leg in mid-kick, and he’s holding one hand up by his face. I know I’m biased, but that is one damn cute little sprog.

8 thoughts on “look! a baby-looking thing!

  1. Yeah, sprog is a Brit thing – It’s a contraction of the words Sprocket and cog. I’d called it Gandalf because it looks like he’s blowing a mighty smoke ring there!

  2. It’s not a smoke ring, it’s a hand!

    And seriously, the poor child is already being born into a total geek household, we don’t need to toss in “Lord of the Rings” references to make it worse. šŸ™‚

  3. Hooray for the second trimester! That was definitely my favorite part of being pregnant with Gaby…you look pregnant but don’t feel enormous yet, you can feel the baby move (are you feeling sprog yet?), no heartburn and the morning sickness and fatigue went away and I suddenly had a ton of energy.
    We called Gaby Pudge, until we knew she was a she. Then we called her Gaby.


    We still call ours the Inch High Private Eye (reference to a short-lived Hanna-Barbara cartoon from the 70s), even though we now know what her name will be and she’s a lot more than an inch high! I think that the nicknames make it easier to adjust to the idea of a new baby.

    Yay 2nd trimester!! Past the scary high-risk time! 12 weeks of feeling GOOD!

  5. Shannon, no kicks yet. I hear that’s supposed to start around the 16 to 20 week point? (I asked the ultrasound tech yesterday.)

  6. I know I was feeling them way before the gender ultrasound. Maybe 16 weeks? Maybe even a little earlier than that for feeling the flutters, like 14 weeks. Seems to me I remember feeling Gabs for the first time at my parents house, and I know when I was there, but I’d have to do math to figure out how many weeks I was. And I don’t do math.

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