This is it, my third and final trimester. BB is putting on weight and finalizing his lung and brain development to enter the world of LOLCats.
He’s been super active these past few days and I can’t for the life of me figure out what’s a foot vs. hand or a head vs. a bootie. I came across this site Spinning Babies and it explains Belly Mapping so moms can figure out how their baby is positioned. I plan on doing a video of my belly mapping when I’m further along. My Midwife told me that it will be easier to do when he’s a bit bigger. She confirmed my suspicion that he is heads down because he loves to kick my ribs and punch my bladder.
Sean and I found a great, no, amazing book – “Dr. Spock’s Baby and Child Care 8th Edition” by Benjamin Spock, M.D. and updated and revised by Robert Needleman, M.D. It’s very important that you get the updated version because the last edition was from 10 years ago. It’s practical and to the point and fits very well with our child rearing philosophies.
I mentioned that I saw a Midwife. After much contemplation, I transferred to the Midwives at Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center in Westwood. It took me awhile to make the decision because I have a very competent doctor who has been highly recommended and works out of UCLA Santa Monica which is also highly recommended. Ultimately when having to decide between two good hospitals, I decided I needed to choose the one that was going to give me the best chance at my most optimal natural birthing experience.
After all my friends told me to stop being a whimp about singing to BB, I have been thinking a lot about different songs I want to sing. I read that you should choose 3 or 4 songs and sing them over and over again. This of course means that I need to choose songs that I’m not going to hate once he is born and have easy lyrics. No one hates John Lennon, so another song that I can sing to BB is “Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy).” Of course it’s ironic that he is singing about his son Sean and that is the name of my husband.
Close your eyes,
Have no fear,
The monsters gone,
He’s on the run and your daddy’s here,
Beautiful,
Beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful Boy,
Before you go to sleep,
Say a little prayer,
Every day in every way,
It’s getting better and better,
Beautiful,
Beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful Boy,
Out on the ocean sailing away,
I can hardly wait,
To see you to come of age,
But I guess we’ll both,
Just have to be patient,
Yes it’s a long way to go,
But in the meantime,
Before you cross the street,
Take my hand,
Life is just what happens to you,
While your busy making other plans,
Beautiful,
Beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful Boy,
Darling,
Darling,
Darling Sean.
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According to all the expert pregnancy sites, BB can hear pretty well now and I’m supposed to sing or talk to him. I do talk to him but I don’t want to subject him to my singing, so…I started making a playlist. It has some hiphop, rock, etc., but I figured I’ll start out with some more soothing music.





Last week caused a big change for me in how I think about being pregnant and my connection with our baby. At our 20 week ultrasound we found out that Baby Bonner (BB) is in fact Baby BOY Bonner (B3). Neither Sean nor I had any preference about the gender, although my Mum had intuition it was a girl and proved it by sending down a plasma TV sized box of all my baby dresses.
He put the goo on my stomach and my heart started pounding. Just like at my last ultrasound I started to get nervous that he would find something wrong with BB. He placed the wand on my belly and I held my breath. He moved it around a little bit and said, “it’s a boy!” I kinda choked and replied “it’s a boy?!” I was actually not surprised, it was more like a confirmation of something I felt like I already knew. We had been saying “he” when referring to BB and I think I just had some sort of feeling. I couldn’t see Sean’s face but I knew that he was excited to hear that he was going to have a mini Sean. The doctor continued the ultrasound for at least 30 more minutes. It was way more intense that what you see on TV, he wasn’t able to see part of BB’s heart and so he dug that wand into me with both hands trying to move him around to get a better view. It was so painful and many times I wanted to ask him to stop but I decided that knowing my little dude was healthy outweighed my temporary discomfort.
After the exam he said everything was perfect and he didn’t need to see us again for another ultrasound because he saw everything he needed to see. What a relief! He printed out the 3D pic of BB’s face and a few of his mini-man parts and one of his tiny feet. As you can see from the pic, if you know Sean, he really does look like him.
Half way there. w00t! Today I’m 5 months pregnant and have a short 5 more months to go. Actually, it seems like a hell of a long time to go but everyone tells me that it will go fast. Apparently I’m supposed to start gaining a pound a week. My math is not great, but I think that means that I’m supposed to gain 20 pounds? What? So far I’ve gained about 11 pounds, which is within reason, but I’ve also been a bit lazy about exercising and I need to get on that. I’m totally OK with gaining weight, but I need to try and stay toned and not all flabby!
This past week I learned two new things about Sean. The first thing I learned from his Mom was that he was born just a teensy weensy little guy at 5 lbs 9oz. How cute! He weighed less than Funston!! Can you imagine? This also thrilled me to death because I think I was about 7 lbs so I hope that the birth weight of the parents is an indication of how big their kid will be. I haven’t researched into this very much but that’s what I’m going to believe.
The second thing I learned is that Sean has never held a baby. I wasn’t very surprised and he seems to think that holding Lucky Cat is plenty practice. I learned from an internet friend that her husband “caught” the baby when it was born but I don’t think that would be the best time for Sean to hold our kid for the first time. Or maybe, it will be a good first bonding experience. 


time Mums can confuse it with gas (cuz we get lots of it!). Since then I feel something at least once a day. It feels kind of like a little fish swimming in my tummy. It starts and stops pretty quickly. I can’t wait to feel the movement on the outside so Sean can feel it.
These past few days my belly has been looking more round and pregnant as opposed to just fat and mushy which pleases me, it just looks better with clothes and I feel better about myself. I totally get the whole I need to gain weight thing, but a few years ago I got a little chunky and I worked hard to lose weight and I really don’t want to get back to that place again so I’m trying to watch what I eat and stay healthy.
I haven’t had any cravings these days, although I started drinking soda in SE Asia, which is strange because I’m not a big soda drinker and I’ve felt like it more and more since then. Not a good habit to get into, plus having soda with real sugar kicks so much ass on high fructose corn syrup.





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