When suffering with the terrible sickness and being laid out on my bed all hours of the day (due to needing to avoid feeling dizzy being stood up, and avoiding the smell of the kitchen – both of which made me sick, surprise surprise!) I could have sworn I had felt flutters somewhere inside the pit of my stomach. But as I have felt better – and jetted off to the Sunshine these moments have disappeared.
Of course, they may not have been flutters at all (lets not discuss what it could have been) Anyway last night B Lloyd was reading her books at bedtime and I thought oooh I think that’s Mini Lloyd. After saying good night to B Lloyd I went to crash out on the sofa and BOY! Did Mini Lloyd start moving around!
I laid on the sofa while Daddy Lloyd cooked dinner and couldn’t help but giggle I could feel movements all across my stomach, so I started to listen with my stethoscope and it was just lovely being able to hear the swooshing noises Mini Lloyd was making as he/she was moving around.
I have during today however decided that this has to be a boy, why? Well because as soon as B Lloyd started moving inside me she NEVER STOPPED. She was always awake and always kicking me. Speaking to my MotherShip this afternoon she said straight away ‘oooh thats just like you and your brother” “you kicked me all the time, your brother, never moved”
This pregnancy is definitely so so different to my pregnancy with B Lloyd so could it be that Mini Lloyd’s a boy? Is it a myth two different pregnancies meaning different sex? Daddy Lloyd and I are gearing up for our 20 week scan and I *think* we are going to stay in the neutral camp and go for one of life’s only full surprises. But would love to hear your thoughts on whether different pregnancies mean different sex.
Incidentally I am very pleased to be able to report that at bedtime this evening whilst listening to B Lloyd reading, Mini Lloyd started to move again – I think he/she likes the sound of their Big Sister’s voice!