280 Days

According to the lovely people that made my pregnancy ticker over there in the side margin, the average pregnancy is 280 days long. Of those 280 days I am officially 37% of the way done. I'm over the 100 day mark (officially at 104 days pregnant) with 176 lovely days of incubating left. Give or take a few days depending on how much Sprout likes the space that's been allocated for growing.

I officially feel like I'm not even close to a third of the way done so when people say things like "wow you're a week from your 4th month" I tend to have to look at a calendar and count the weeks and months before I can agree with them. I guess that's one of the perks of not feeling incredibly sick during the first trimester.

I think the main thing that has dropped my anxiety level is that although I'll be 15 weeks tomorrow, Sprout has already taken to jumping around like a little jumping bean when I first wake up in the morning and sometimes when I go to bed at night. Nothing regular but it's reassuring. Also that baby doppler was the smartest thing I ever bought. I bet it's been a month since I talked to my husband about fears of miscarrying.

Now my big fears revolve around having savings, planning ahead and finally picking a paint color for the crib and baby room furniture. Coffee brown, chocolate brown or white? I can't decide. No really, I can't decide.

In another 4-5 weeks we'll know if sprout is a flower or a fern. I talk about that step like it's a non-reality. I can't fathom knowing...and yet I can't wait to know. So instead I'm going to start forcusing some energy on my sister-in-law's baby shower as soon as she lets me. That will be nice and distracting for at least 20 of the 176 days I have left.

If that doesn't work I can always pay attention to the fact that the hubby and I have plans every single weekend from now until the 14th of July. But, where's the fun in that??