What's different?

So, knowing now that I'm having a girl combined with having been pregnant with a boy before, I can freely compare the two pregnancies and look for those tell-tale signs that girls' pregnancies are different from boys'.

The thing is, I haven't noticed many differences. It was actually this fact alone that made me feel that, even though I wanted it to be a girl, and my gut was saying "girl" I felt I must be deceived, it was really a boy (which, as an aside, would have been amazingly beautiful and exciting too. For the record.)

I guess I'm just a sucker for the old wives' tales!

With Elijah, his heartrate started in the 160's, and tapered off to the 130's to 140's for the majority of the pregnancy. This baby's has followed the same trend.

With Elijah I craved sweets. With this baby, I crave sweets.

With Elijah I was sooo tired. This time, I am so tired.

With Elijah I carried high. With this baby, I think I'm carrying high (although, it's still hard to tell, as I'm showing much more than I was with Elijah at 19 weeks.)

The entire pregnancy has been pretty much the same with the small exception of nausea. With Elijah I felt SO little morning sickness. It bugged me slightly at times, but mostly I just didn't feel it. With this baby, until about week 10 or 11 I felt nauseous all evening. I guess it was "bad" but I never threw up. I lost a couple pounds from not wanting to eat anything, and while I thought to myself, "I didn't know what nausea was when I was pregnant with Eli! Who was I kidding?!" I still knew it was not nearly as bad as it could be, and as bad as I pictured it to be if it were to indicate a different gender.

So, all in all, everything has been so very similar.

Oh! And one last thing. The Chinese gender chart thingie said Elijah would be a boy (he was) and that THIS baby would be a boy too (and she's not!) **As an aside, I had to go back and edit this part, because originally it said "And they're not!" rather than, "And she's not!"  I'm still SO not used to using the female pronoun and wrapping my mind around this little identity. **

So there, that's my summary (to date.)

In the end, I guess I already knew the old wives tales didn't matter, as Matt's mom had wildly different pregnancies with each of her kids, and lo and behold, all were boys.

Anyway, I should wrap this up as Elijah and I need to head out to St. Catharines to get a tie for the wedding next weekend! YAY!