16w6d new mattress is here!

Our new memory foam mattress arrived last night!  It arrived in a box – bed in a box!  How cool is that?

According to the instructions, we had to unfurl the bed and wait 24 hours for it to fully inflate.  By we, I mean J because I was still recovering from the amnio and afraid to lift anything heavy.  But J had a little helper!  As soon as he pulled out the bed from the box in our living room, Henry the Nosy went to investigate…

“Hmmmm….nice density, good springiness…”

“Seems pretty comfortable…”

“Huh?  Oops, I accidentally fell asleep.”

 “I LOVE MY NEW BED!  Thanks Mom and Dad!  You really shouldn’t have.”

16w5d world’s best husband

In anticipation of Baby Z’s gender reveal on Monday, my sweet husband treated me and Baby Z to four consecutive days of Daddy Z’s culinary skills last week!  (Note: Prior to last week, the only time of the year J cooks is on Valentine’s Day.)  He prepped, cooked, baked and cleaned.  AND everything was delicious!  (Especially since I’ve become quite the picky eater these days…)

How is that for best husband/dad in the world?  Now that I know that my husband can cook, he may not be able to get away with only setting foot in the kitchen once a year…

I was too hungry to properly take pretty pictures so the below photos don’t adequately do the food justice, but nonetheless, I present to you:

Family Z’s four day culinary extravaganza!

Day 1:  Coq au vin

Day 2:  Bacon-wrapped pork tenderloin

Day 3: Eggplant parmesan

Day 4:  Crusted steak with jalapeno cream sauce (J’s own creation)

My name is Henry, and I approve this meal

16w4d It’s a….

BOY!!!

J and I are thrilled to announce that come February 1, 2013, we’ll have a little boy to hold and to love!  I hate to say I told you so…

BUT MOMMY KNOWS BEST!  I’ve always had a feeling that I’m harboring a little boy in here…

To be honest, both J and I are still in a bit of a daze.  When the technician first told us that Baby Z is a boy, both of us just kept looking at each other and muttering, “I can’t believe we’re having a boy” over and over again in shock, as though we were expecting Baby Z to be a panda or something.

Of course, J said that he knew that Baby Z was a boy as soon as the ultrasound came up (before the technician even said anything), because,  you know, Baby Z’s boy part is just sooo huge and all.  *Roll eyes*

The most important news to us was that Baby Boy Z is looking very healthy!  We did a thorough anatomy scan, and our little boy is currently 6 inches tall, weighs 5 ounces, and possesses all his body parts (10 toes, 10 fingers, 2 kidneys, 2 eyes, 1 nose, 1 heart, 1 umbilical cord and a partridge in a pear tree).  His heart is beating steadily at 150 bpm, and his limbs, brain, face, and internal organs all look great!  In fact, while the technician was doing the anatomy scan, our little boy kept waving his little hands at us as if to say, “Hi Mom and Dad!”  He also kept rubbing his eyes and wiggling his toes.  We love him so much already!

The amniocentesis was also not as bad as I had feared.  We first met with a genetic counselor to go through some of the risks and benefits of the procedure, as well as looked at various cases of possible chromosomal abnormalities beyond Down Syndrome.  Our doctor who performed the procedure was very matter-of-fact, which I actually very much appreciate.  I’m not a big fan of doctors who “ooo” and “ahhh” or coddle you too much.  I prefer ones that are efficient, competent and offer you tough love instead.  In fact, that’s also why I like my OB so much – she’s a no-nonsense type who is smart, capable and a straight-shooter.  When it comes to delivery, I already know that I’m going to be such a freaking hot mess that I need someone who will tell me to snap out of it and just get it done.  Haha.

Anyway, setting up for the amino took way longer than the actual procedure, which lasted all of 1 minute.  Even though I’m the biggest baby in the world when it comes to needles, the sting of the amnio needle was surprisingly not too bad.  I did feel some pressure when the doctor started extracting the amniotic fluid, but overall, it was definitely not as horrible of an ordeal as I had feared.

Now I’m a little anxious about the results, but I’m hoping and praying that everything will continue looking great.  Plus I’m really looking forward to getting a chart of our son’s genes and chromosomes.  We saw samples in our genetic counselor’s office, and J and I both thought that they looked so cool.  We may frame Baby Z’s chart (assuming all goes well…oy).

We go in for a second anatomy scan in four weeks, when we can see Baby Z in 3D!

In the meantime, here are a couple of pictures of our perfect boy and his tiny feet 🙂

16w0d Sleep now, or forever hold your peace…


Your baby’s the size of an onion!

Your baby’s skeleton is changing from soft cartilage to bone, and the umbilical cord — her lifeline to the placenta — is growing stronger and thicker. Your baby weighs 5 ounces now, and she’s around 5 inches long from head to bottom. She can move her joints, and her sweat glands are starting to develop.  She’s also growing a stronger, thicker umbilical cord.

(Source: Baby Center and The Bump)

Ok, I’ll admit that I’m back-posting a little ;p  Today is actually Monday (not Friday), and we find out Baby Z’s gender in T minus 4 hours!  More on that later today!

I’ve been remiss in posting the past few days because J and I had an extremely busy weekend – we attended a wedding on Saturday (at 11am – who gets married that early?!  Everyone knows that you should hold your wedding in the evening so that you and your guests have some time to booze it up before stumbling, I mean, strolling into the church).

And on Sunday, J and I went on a much-needed, long-overdue, mattress hunt.  A little back story:  The bed that J and I currently sleep on is over 10 years old.  J bought this bed when he first graduated from college, and he lurrrrves it like a second mistress (the first mistress being ESPN).  The age of the mattress doesn’t bother me so much as the gigantic crater that’s in the center.  J and I (and Henry) each start off on the edge each night, but inevitably find ourselves in a doggy pile (literally) in the middle a few hours later.

Also, these days, I just can’t seem to get comfortable in our mattress, and I’m convinced that it’s the source of all my backaches.  I’ve always been a back-sleeper, but with my growing belly, I’ve been trying to learn how to sleep on my side so that I don’t put all the pressure on my back.  So far, I’ve been horrendously unsuccessful.  I start off on my side, but always end up on my back – which then leads to my back hurting, me complaining, J having to rub out the kinks, and me cursing our bed each night.  (Because obviously, I can’t curse at the baby.)

In any case, after weeks of hearing me nag and complain, J finally caved and went mattress shopping with me on Sunday.  Let’s put it this way – we started off at Sleepy’s, but almost ended at divorce court.  Mattress shopping is muy stressful.

Inner spring or memory foam? Topper or no topper?  Firm or soft?  Extra firm or medium?  Simmons or Tempur-pedic?  Queen or King?  King or California King?

It’s a good thing that Goldilocks didn’t wander into Sleepy’s.

Note to furniture salesmen:  STOP trying to reel in customers by saying stuff such as, “You’re in luck.  Today is the last day of our special sales promotion.” and “Let me call the mattress distributor to see if I can get you a special manufacturer’s discount.”  You’re really not fooling anyone.

To make a long story short, two stores, hours of internet research, and dozens of mattresses later, we finally did pull the trigger on a king-sized, medium-firm memory foam mattress with a ten year warranty and a 90 day return policy with no restocking fee charges.  It arrives within the next week or so.  I can’t wait!  I also can’t wait to see Henry’s face when he steps (and sinks) into the memory foam for the first time…hehe.