Does this blog title make anyone else think of Bon Jovi?
It makes me think of Bon Jovi. Which makes me think of Bon Jovi's hair.
Then that reminds me that Bon Jovi and I used to have the same hairstyle.
It's hard to tell us apart.
Anyway, this blog really isn't about Bon Jovi. But here's what it is about -- I'm halfway through this pregnancy!
People ask me all the time how I'm feeling, and I always tell them that I really don't feel any different. I've had an easy pregnancy so far. The only difference I've noticed is that there's someone kicking me and rolling around regularly in my midsection.
It's weird, but sometimes I will feel Tilly moving around in one spot, so I put my hand there to see if I can feel her from the outside and she almost always stops moving. It makes me feel like we're communicating. Ty hasn't been able to feel her just yet, but I think that will happen fairly soon.
Ty and I went to our 20-week appointment yesterday to have Tilly's anatomy ultrasound done. This was the big one. Because Ty and I opted out of any screenings, this is the only way we can find out that our baby girl is healthy and developing properly. We were so happy to hear that everything looked good, and Tilly is a healthy little girl.
As we were walking out of the ultrasound room, I overheard two of the girls at the front desk say the name Tilly and they even spelled out the name. I sat back down in the waiting room to ask Ty if he'd heard them talking, and he had missed the conversation. I said, "I swear they just said the name Tilly and even spelled it out. Do you think someone else is using that name, it's not like it's really common?"
It wouldn't really bother me if someone used the name. This town is big enough for more than one Tilly, but I was just so curious. So, after we checked in with the doctor, I went to the front desk to schedule my next appointment and thoroughly embarrassed my husband.
Here's how that conversation went:
Stephanie: Did I hear you guys say the name Tilly? That's the name we're using, and I'm wondering if someone else is using it, too.
(Ty starts backing away, slightly horrified.)
Front Desk: I don't think it was us. That doesn't sound familiar.
Stephanie: Oh, ok. I think you guys were the only ones up here though.
(Ty is really backing away at this point to indicate, "I'm not with this woman.")
Front Desk: That doesn't sound familiar. ... oh, you know what ... I think they (the doctor's office at the next window over) were asking something about a patient with the last name Tilly.
Stephanie: Oh, a last name. Ok, I just thought that was a crazy coincidence.
(Ty is all but sprinting for the elevator at this point.)
I hadn't considered the possibility that they could be discussing a last name. I felt bad for embarrassing Ty so badly, but my curiosity got the best of me. We got in the elevator and started laughing our heads off. The things that drive a pregnant woman? Ty reassured me that these ladies would probably remember me from now on out as the crazy lady who's territorial of her baby name. That's not really the case, but I just had to ask!
This was the last appointment Ty was planning on attending with me anyway, but my behavior may have given him more incentive to not accompany me to any more appointments in the future.