6 random thoughts

This weekend I went to Baby-Palooza, for work. I am starting a new franchise that will air every Monday on CBS42 called “Mommy-To-Be”. I’m going to be exploring every aspect of pregnancy. From weight gain, to maternity clothes, to fixing up the nursery. Baby-Palooza seemed like a logical choice for ideas and contacts.

IT. WAS. OVERWHELMING. 3-5,000 people. Mainly, hormonal women. All packed into one facility. I am so thankful I went, because we snagged a ton of great b-roll (video), MOS’s (man on the street, interviews), and I met some experts that I plan to contact again down the road. But, man, it was intense. It made me realize a few things. Keep in mind, these are just my opinions.

1) TEAM GREEN

We may be in the minority, but we’ve decided NOT to learn the sex of our child. I realize now this may seem strange to some people. Every single person I spoke with at the baby-fest wants/needed to know if they were having a boy or a girl. Jeff and I have decided it’s going to make our delivery day that much more special by not knowing if a little boy or a little girl is in our future. Besides, do newborns really know if their nursery is complete when they come home from the hospital?

2) PICTURES, PICTURES, PICTURES

I don’t know why, but I feel very stressed about what is the proper age to professionally photograph our little baby. I am not cool with sharing ultrasounds. I mean, let’s be honest, babies look like aliens in the womb. I have decided Jeff and I will NOT do a maternity shoot. The thought of it makes me uncomfortable. Eyyye. But, I still wonder, what is the right age to hire a pro to photo our bundle of joy?? I don’t want to be in the pictures, because I’m pretty sure my belly will still be in an awkward position, ew. Here’s to hoping our child is as cool as the kid in the where’s Waldo hat.

3) I KEEP CHANGING MY MIND ON NAMES

I told Jeff the other day we need to create a name list. When our baby arrives, I think the right name will come to us. He laughed at me, but I’m afraid we will be set on a name, and when the baby pops out he/she will not look like a ________ (fill in name here).

4) MY BELLY IS SMALL. I AM 17 WEEKS.

I know this will change rapidly, and I may be as big as a house next week. No one at Baby-Palooza could tell I was pregnant. One of my dear co-workers told me I look like I just really need to use the restroom. (His words were a little more choice.) I suppose I should count my blessings now.

Can’t you tell I’m excited?

5) I AM INCREDIBLY EXCITED, I AM JUST NOT GUSHY

Someone at work asked me a couple weeks ago, “Are you even excited about being pregnant?” Of course I am!! I am very excited, in my own way. I’ve never really been a squealy person. That doesn’t mean I’m not excited. I was the same way about our wedding. We had a small wedding, 20 people, destination… it was the greatest day of my life (so far). But I didn’t feel the need to share that day with the world, because if you are truly happy…. and truly excited… people will be able to feel it, and see it, without hearing your words.

6) MAROON 5 STILL SUCKS

‘Nuff said.