When I last blogged in June, I was 9 weeks and miserable. I am now 31 weeks (and still miserable). There are new developments, though:
First, I am having a boy. Little Mister Faith is appropriately named – Justin Leal Botts. Justin meaning – just, upright, righteous; and Leal meaning Faithful. But as one of my close friends pointed out Just-In-Faith!
I was shocked when I found out that I was having another boy, but relieved when I had time to think about it. I will not have to deal with all the girly emotions, make-up and clothes. I will have another "mother-lover"! Sons, usually, adore there moms. I pray that this is the same with Justin.
Second, Justin is a baby ninja in the belly! My little rib-hugger (who sits under my right rib for most of the day) is also a kickboxer. He packs quite a punch and he is SUPER active! He kicks all night and getting sleep is hard to do, hence the misery. Also, because he is a rib-hugger, my heartburn is EXTREME! Fortunately, I have Pepcid and Zantac for that!
GREAT NEWS! I do not have gestational diabetes! I had to endure the grueling 3 hour test of straight sugar in a drink (glucose) and having my blood drawn 4 times in 3 hours, but the result was golden! And am I EVER grateful to God! The hours of waiting wasn't so bad because I entertained myself with crocheting a baby blanket.
At this point in life, my house is a wreck, I get winded at the thought of walking and all I want to do is crochet and sleep – if Justin would let me!
31 weeks and counting ... COME ON week 40!
