Today is 20-week sonogram day! I can't wait for this afternoon!
Apparently this is when we get all the detailed pictures of the little dude. I can't wait to see him. Depending on the website, he's either a small cantaloupe or as long as a banana.
And this is totally fun! We tried a new trick last night.
Tej told me that her daughter would get really active when she put headphones on her belly and played music. And so while we were watching The Office (which is rapidly losing my attention, I have to say) I pulled out my iPod, stuck the headphones in my waistband, cranked up the volume, sat still, and waited. . .
He particularly liked Cat Power singing Sea of Love from the Juno soundtrack. If I listen to a whole album of her in one sitting it pulls me down, but Cat Power in moderation is wonderful.
I also tried a little country, and he didn't jump at Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys. I decided to skip Delta Dawn. Maybe next time.
So then I thought maybe I should head for upbeat, so I put on my workout mix. And he got all thumpy-aroundy with Bananarama singing Venus. Which is one of my personal faves. Yay! He likes 80s dance music!
But this morning I started to really think about it. Do I really want to foster a proclivity for cheesy 80s pop? Or my taste in music in general?
I'm betting most who know me would say, "No, no, and more no. Nooooooo."
I do want the best for my kid. But it's so much fun. . .