19 week photo shoot

May we present... our baby. Looking good and growing in all of the right places.
Last Friday we had the opportunity to participate in this black-and-white, retro photo shoot (they said that I had to be there for sure for some reason...), and saw our baby yet again.
As I arranged myself on the table the ultrasound technician asked me if I had the urge to urinate. I replied,"yes." She showed me our baby stomping on my bladder as if he was jumping on a trampoline. So cute...
We also learned, and are thrilled to share, that our baby has developed laser vision, and will be able to cut through things like safe doors, car doors, jail cells and more.
In addition to laser vision the doctors have remarked that the bone structure of our baby is superior to that of other babies. What does this mean? Our baby will be cuter and more resilient than any other baby you have ever met.
This ultrasound has played a vital role in the final decision for a name, if it so happens that we have a boy on the way. We have decided on Superman. Not Clarke Kent- he will not hide behind a name. Superman will be his first, middle, and last name.
I would bet nobody on the face of this planet is as intellectually advanced as us.

17 weeks...

 Well, here we are halfway through May and baby is getting so much bigger everyday (that's what I read on the internet at least... and the internet is always right). My nausea subsides some days, which is much nicer than not at all. 3 months ago or so I loved burritos for breakfast (you know, the unhealthy ones that cost less than a dollar a piece), and last week I tried to eat one and that didn't go over so well.
 Baby has turned me into everything I have always feared... a picky eater.
 4 months ago I was a food-loving, adventure-seeking... chef(?). And now I give Brandon no reason for seconds... my food is bland... but he still takes seconds.
I have no been introduced to the world of pregnancy induced heart burn... which, for me feels like nothing I have ever experienced before. Usually heartburn results in acid reflux- which no doubt hurts my throat. The new and improved pregnancy heartburn results in a fire, starting in the depths of my stomach, it rises into the back of my mouth and leaves no surviving lining to the wall of my esophagus. Unforgiving is my tummy.
Also up on the list are some thrilling aches and pains. Which are actually welcome compared to the nausea and "fire" reflux.
I suppose it sounds like a lot of negatives, and if you find yourself reading this and reconsidering the whole procreation business you may want to continue reading.
Baby has acquired the sense of hearing. Some suggest talking to baby. So, Brandon and I talk to baby everyday.
Also, baby will begin to kick any day. And some research says that if a mother starts to rub her tummy once baby gets bigger it will begin to respond to touch.
Also everyday we are closer to being able to snuggle and care for our baby. These are the things I am excited about.
And the excitement far outweighs the feelings of an ill nature.