I'll always remember week 18 for two reasons: my belly is officially starting to pop and i'm feeling the baby move now, tiny flutters in my belly! Hello baby! I can't make out the movements but it makes me so happy to think that there are stretches, yawns and even smiles happening inside me right now. I'm touching my stomach more and incredibly proud to show off this blooming belly of mine. J touches my belly too which I find is just the sweetest. And this weekend the lady at the dry cleaners even went for a touch and in her beautiful thick Lebanese accent she said "boy, I think boy". I'll always remember her too, she was so genuine and confident in her prediction.
There have been loads of predictions lately, the ladies at Tim Hortons say it's a girl, some friends and co-workers say boy, others say girl. My dad is absolutely positive it's a girl. He says that since he had two girls and J had two girls (Bianca and Alicia), well then i'm obviously having a girl too ;) But we only have a few more weeks until we find out, or "cheat" as my doctor says. We figure this pregnancy has been the absolute biggest and best surprise ever, so why not cheat a little now right?