B texted last night to say, "Oh man, I think this little one is going to have a head full of hair because the crazy heartburn has started already!" This made me laugh, and of course feel excited for a head full of hair...but bad that she's having heartburn and we're not even halfway there yet. She said that all four of her kids came out with a ton of hair, and she got the same heartburn with each one of them. (Am wondering if this is a wive's tale?)
Either way, I was one of those babies that didn't have hair for ages, so it would be awesome to have a baby with hair. All the better for sooner being able to braid, spike, curling iron (j/k). Can you tell that today I'm secretly hoping for a girl? I can assure you that tomorrow I'll be hoping for a boy. That's how it goes around these parts. But no matter which one it is, I'm not-so-secretly hoping for a redhaired kid. N's mom and brother have red hair, and our egg donor has blonde hair....so there's a chance that it could turn out. Haha! Oh the things that fill our minds while we're waiting on babies to arrive.
In the meantime, I'm still on the road to inducing lactation. Nothing much to tell really. I haven't started pumping yet. Probably going to start this weekend. (I went off the meds last weekend by accident b/c I went out of town and forgot my pills in another bag. GAh!)