I'm sure you're wondering why my post starts with a title that mentions monkeys. Well, it's been a crazy up and down week. Last Monday we got to hear the baby's heartbeat nice and loud. And I discovered the baby enjoys my left side and doesn't want to be anywhere else. Nor does the baby want me to be on my left side. So I have random bouts of cramping every time I'm on that side. I'm assuming it's the baby getting upset with me and wondering why I haven't figured out to stay off the left side. Sorry baby, I'm learning.
And parent teacher conferences don't mix well with being pregnant. I get dehydrated from not having a normal schedule and again, upset baby. At least the baby has a way to tell me when it's upset. By causing sharp pains whenever it wants me to do something different.
So this morning, hubby and I wake up nice and easy since church doesn't start until one. Next thing I know he's saying "good morning little monkey" and patting my belly. Well, it only goes downhill from there. I ask why he's calling the baby monkey and he pats me on the head, "good morning big monkey." Stupid question, get a stupid answer I suppose. Then he proceeds to call himself Magilla Gorilla. So our new family is now, little monkey, big monkey and Magilla Gorilla. We certainly have a sense of humor when it comes to the baby. He's still convinced the baby has a tail no matter how many pictures I show him where the tail as disappeared. He thinks the tail magically goes away once the baby is born. Nope that would be the umbilical cord falling off dear. I guess he'll figure it out in a few months.
Hopefully by the end of this month we may be able to tell if it's a girl monkey or a boy monkey :) My OB said they'll look and see but for sure in April we'll know. And thankfully the OB is patient with all my crazy questions and phone calls. In the meantime, I'm trying to focus on my fabulous History Bee team! Hoping we win at the end of the month!