First, let me clear up a misconception that seems to be circulating out there on the internet. We are not expecting a little girl. Yes, we are expecting a baby girl, but all indications are that she will not be little. At the ultrasound yesterday, she measured at 14.5 cm long, which is right on target, and 11 ounces, which represents quite an over-achievement to the 7 ounce average at 19 weeks. In the words of the ultrasound tech, she's a "bruiser." Anyway, looks like she is on track to be a 10 pound monster baby, just like mommy.
On another note, I had my first middle of the night screaming leg cramp last night. It was fun! Ok, actually it hurt like an everloving bitch, but it didn't last long and I went right back to sleep, so no biggie. However, it was less fun this morning to get up and find that I could barely walk due to the incredible stiffness of said traitor calf.
Finally, I went to the gym last night after work. I was in the locker room changing, as one does, and another gym patron entered the locker room to do the same thing. We'll call her Miss What-the-heck. The locker room was empty. Literally, it was me, Miss What-the-heck, and a lady drying her hair. So, in this large and entirely empty locker room, Miss What-the-heck decided that the only appropriate place for her to change was literally 2 inches behind me. Now, I know I have a smokin' ass and the general public is clamoring to catch a peek, but how about leaving a little personal space for the half-naked pregnant girl? What the heck?