Last October I wrote a column about having to adjust to a large family. Between my husband’s dad (the Stockrahms), his step-dad (the Bedwells), siblings and a wide array of nephews, the last year has come along with a lot of “Are you related to such and such?”
Well, we are about to add to the mix of Stockrahms who continue to take over Greene County. Logan and I are expecting our first child on Oct. 28, 2017.
I figured it was time to put the news out to my readers and sources who see me on a regular basis, as my belly continues to grow as Baby S transforms from this week’s yam-size (according to the baby apps) to the size of a watermelon. Listening to my mother-in-law tell it, them Stockrahm little ones start out hefty and keep on growing.
We are beyond excited to welcome our own little one. The last decade of my life has been dedicated to spending time with my niece and nephews, so this will be a huge change that I’m thrilled and nervous about.
From the day we found out I am pregnant, Logan has been telling whoever will listen. It’s pretty entertaining to see him walk up to people I’ve never met -- and some he has never met -- to exclaim, “She’s pregnant!”
Last week, we got to hear Baby S’s heartbeat for the first time. I was laying on the exam table crying, while Logan made a movie reference. He swears the baby’s heartbeat sounds like that scene from Monty Python’s “The Holy Grail” where the minions used coconuts to simulate horse hooves.
Ya know, instead of just saying the heartbeat sounds like a galloping horse. It’s moments like that I could not be more excited about marrying a nerd because I was laughing through the happy tears while my doctor tried to hold the doppler in place.
Next week is the big appointment: The anatomical scan where we can hopefully find out the gender.
Well, my sister will find out the gender and be the only one with that information for about 24 hours. That Saturday, we are having a gender reveal and will learn the gender with cupcakes. And we all know pregnant women love cupcakes!
I’m feeling a lot better these days, a drastic change from the first 16 or so weeks of my pregnancy, finally! But, where nausea has subsided, “pregnancy brain” is running rampant. Yes, that’s a real thing. I was pretty surprised, too. I’m a bit scatter brained. Well, more than normal anyway.
Sabrina is the editor of the Greene County Daily World. She can be reached via email at firstname.lastname@example.org