15 weeks (almost)

Tomorrow I will be 15 weeks. It seems like a lot and yet it is so little in the whole 40 week pregnancy. I am definitely in second trimester. I have been told it is the best trimester as you feel more like yourself. Well I have to agree. I feel so much like myself that I tend to forget that I am pregnant. I have no idea how this happens as this is something I have wanted for so long. I will be going about my day and all of a sudden I go to do something and think " I can't do that I am pregnant". I have no symptoms at all it seems and I am in that limbo state where I can't feel the baby yet and I don't have a belly yet. I thought I was getting bigger at about 10 weeks but I now know that it was just all the awful bloating. My stomach isn't any bigger really, my pants fit different but they still do up okay they just sit different. Around the house I have to admit that I just wear sweats as they are so much easier. At work I wear scrubs so they are comfortable anyway. They are also going to be great to hide the belly when it happens. I really haven't told anyone there cause it seems to be fun to keep them guessing. I would have thought I would want to shout it to all of them but this is definitely more fun. I will probably tell them once I really start to show so another few weeks yet. I am not wishing this pregnancy to go faster, although I can't wait to meet my little one, I just wish certain things will go faster for me. I wish I could feel my baby moving and I wish I looked pregnant. Tony doesn't get the last one, he can't figure out why I would want to be fat. I keep trying to explain that i won't be fat I will just look pregnant and he still doesn't get it. We are going for an ultrasound at the end of November to determine the gender. We really don't care what we have as long as it is healthy. Tony wants to gender specific the baby's room though. We won't be telling anyone unless his mother decides to let us tell her what it is. She is very against knowing but we think his Dad will be able to talk he into it as he really wants to know. We haven't really come up with names either but we have time for that. We have started making lists each and we will go over them together eventually. I have a feeling that names will be the trying part of our relationship for some reason. I haven't liked anything he has come up with and he hasn't liked mine. The few names that we actually agreed on we then noticed that either a cousin named their child this or a friend did and we don't want to use those names. We probably won't be telling the names we picked either until s/he is born. It is amazing to me to have this little one growing inside me. I still haven't found the top of my uterus but I am probably looking completely wrong. I will wait for my appointment at 17 weeks and ask her to point it out to me. I have already thought long and hard about the birth and everything. Tony has strict instructions already. I have to admit they are not about the birth but about pictures afterwards. There is just some rules about what he is allowed to take pictures of. He has to make sure that there is no boobs showing in any picture. He also has to make sure that if he is taking a picture right after birth to flip my pillow over so that the huge sweat stains don't show up. I know this sounds vain but at the time I probably won't care but when others are looking I just don't want it shown. Who knows though if I will care when the time comes. I will just be so happy to be holding my little one.