For the first time yesterday, I felt the baby have the hiccups! At least I'm pretty sure I did. I was sitting at the Toyota dealership having the oil changed in my car and was just resting my hand on my belly because the baby was jumping around like crazy and I was having fun feeling him! (I think I can thank the giant Sprite followed by giant Lemonade I drank during the day for that). And all of a sudden I noticed this very rhythmic almost like a thumping feeling. And it continued for several minutes! It was very cool!
Later while we were sitting on the couch watching a little TV, Paul was talking to the baby and putting his ear up to my belly to see if he could hear him moving around in there. He also put his mouth up to my belly and started doing the Tarzan yell. LOL
Ah, this is so fun!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Week 27 Ultrasound (Dad)
So we've got ourselves a chunker! Slightly more than 3 pounds, our "little" bundle of joy is running a good two weeks ahead of schedule! The doctor actually recommended skipping the newborn clothes because his butt won't fit in them!
Anyway, everything's looking great, so we're ecstatic. At the rate he's developing, Junior might make the Cubs in the 2027 season instead of 2028, but we'll see.
Friday, September 18, 2009
The Meat Scale: Week 27 (Dad)
Today our son is two pounds and nearly 14 1/2 inches long, or, to put it in terms of the Meat Scale, he's your average Pork Roast.
You'll notice he's slightly reddish in color, and this is due to the blood vessels appearing through his thin skin. He's still fairly lean, though he's finally starting to produce a protective layer of fat. This will allow him to regulate his body temperature because as everyone knows, it's extremely important not to undercook pork.
Though it's tempting to pull the little guy out of the oven as it were, it's critically important that we allow him to continue cooking. Though there's an 85% chance he'd turn out alright, a few more weeks should insure that our little pork roast is perfectly prepared in every way.
Can't wait to meat him! :-)
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
27 Weeks... Almost (Mom)
The hospital tour was absolutely an eye opening moment for me. Before I was pregnant I told people not to tell me about childbirth until I was pregnant and there was no going back. And since I've been pregnant I think I've just avoiding thinking about it or hearing about it. But when they showed us the labor and delivery room with the breakaway bed, that's when I suddenly pictured the whole thing very clearly for the first time. And I felt terrified. I turned white and my eyes filled with tears before I could get a grip. The nurse who was giving the tour stopped and asked if I was okay. I just nodded. At this point Paul already has his arms around me squeezing me. So I knew it had hit him too. Of course I know that I will forget about the pain and that of course it is all worth it, but it was still one of those moments.
Yesterday I had my glucose test at the doctor's office. The orange thing that I had to drink was actually very yummy so I was happy about that. The nurse was super nice when I told her that sometimes I'm a problem child when it comes to needles. Both because I'm afraid of them and sometimes it's hard to find one. So after one unsuccessful try in the arm, she looked at me, took a deep breath and asked if she could try the top of my wrist. I said hey, might as well I have to tough up for my kid anyways right. And what do you know, it came out much easier that way and it really didn't hurt anymore than my arm would have. My results should be in today. They told me that if there was a problem, they would call today. If everything looked good, I would not hear from them. So far so good... but we've got 3.5 more hours before their office closes. :)
It's really hard to believe that tomorrow is 27 weeks. That means only 13 weeks to go! That's less than 100 days! It's going to go fast...
Yesterday I had my glucose test at the doctor's office. The orange thing that I had to drink was actually very yummy so I was happy about that. The nurse was super nice when I told her that sometimes I'm a problem child when it comes to needles. Both because I'm afraid of them and sometimes it's hard to find one. So after one unsuccessful try in the arm, she looked at me, took a deep breath and asked if she could try the top of my wrist. I said hey, might as well I have to tough up for my kid anyways right. And what do you know, it came out much easier that way and it really didn't hurt anymore than my arm would have. My results should be in today. They told me that if there was a problem, they would call today. If everything looked good, I would not hear from them. So far so good... but we've got 3.5 more hours before their office closes. :)
It's really hard to believe that tomorrow is 27 weeks. That means only 13 weeks to go! That's less than 100 days! It's going to go fast...
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Recent Things (Dad)
It's been a great joy getting to feel my boy squirm around and kick. Increasingly these past couple of weeks, I've been able to catch him during his wiggly sessions. Almost without fail, if I place my palm on Danielle's belly, I'll feel at least a bump or throb within seconds. Every once in a while, I'll feel a hard kick, or even a snaking movement that trails across her belly. I've even seen movements from across the room. Our boy's getting big!
You would think these things would help it sink in a little more - and it does - but sometimes, it's still quite unreal to me. I just can't imagine what he looks like! For whatever reason, I've never had trouble picturing what our little girl would look like: basically, exactly like Danielle in her baby pictures but with darker hair and squintier eyes. But a boy? I just don't know. I don't even have an image. I hope I recognize him when he comes out.
Actually, I did experience a moment this past week when it all finally hit home. Danielle and I took a hospital tour on Sunday, and the moment we entered the delivery / recovery room, I felt the breath sucked out of me. I didn't have time to think about it for long, though, because that's when I noticed my wife had gone completely white and her eyes had grown to abnormal proportions. I think we both caught a taste of what to expect in three short months. Once we get to that hospital, it's like boarding a train that won't let us off again until we've seen a whole new world.
What a fun time, though. Danielle's hanging in there better than I could have hoped. Just yesterday she ran out to trim the hedges because they were getting to be an eyesore. This is the girl who earlier this summer declared that the yard was my domain. And after the basement flooded, she helped me sort all our soaked crap. I think the nesting instinct is spilling over from the nursery to the whole house. Hooray for me!
And the only other thing worth noting is that we've narrowed names down to a short-list. Like all indecisive procrastinators, it's not locked, but it's becoming obvious to me that we're pretty set on them. Though I can't picture our boy, I think I can almost hear us calling his name. (And don't bother asking, because we're not telling!)
That's all for now. Three more months! Yikes!
You would think these things would help it sink in a little more - and it does - but sometimes, it's still quite unreal to me. I just can't imagine what he looks like! For whatever reason, I've never had trouble picturing what our little girl would look like: basically, exactly like Danielle in her baby pictures but with darker hair and squintier eyes. But a boy? I just don't know. I don't even have an image. I hope I recognize him when he comes out.
Actually, I did experience a moment this past week when it all finally hit home. Danielle and I took a hospital tour on Sunday, and the moment we entered the delivery / recovery room, I felt the breath sucked out of me. I didn't have time to think about it for long, though, because that's when I noticed my wife had gone completely white and her eyes had grown to abnormal proportions. I think we both caught a taste of what to expect in three short months. Once we get to that hospital, it's like boarding a train that won't let us off again until we've seen a whole new world.
What a fun time, though. Danielle's hanging in there better than I could have hoped. Just yesterday she ran out to trim the hedges because they were getting to be an eyesore. This is the girl who earlier this summer declared that the yard was my domain. And after the basement flooded, she helped me sort all our soaked crap. I think the nesting instinct is spilling over from the nursery to the whole house. Hooray for me!
And the only other thing worth noting is that we've narrowed names down to a short-list. Like all indecisive procrastinators, it's not locked, but it's becoming obvious to me that we're pretty set on them. Though I can't picture our boy, I think I can almost hear us calling his name. (And don't bother asking, because we're not telling!)
That's all for now. Three more months! Yikes!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
26 Weeks (Mom)
I've been a little more comfortable the last couple of days, thankfully! Paul and I started sleeping on our new king size mattress (which is currently on the floor of the playroom), and it seems to be improving my sleep patterns quite a bit. I have woken up less frequently the last couple of nights and my legs have been hurting a little less too. :)
I'm finally getting to the point where I have to realize that I can't do some of the things that I'm used to doing. Yesterday the girls at work yelled at me because they found the step ladder pulled out and realized that I've been using it to get things down from up high. Then they went around to all the guys to tell on me to which they all told me to ask them whenever I need something. So I've already had to ask people three times today, but I'm getting used to it now.
According to the websites we check weekly, our little guy is almost 2 lbs this week! His job right now is to put on weight and grow bigger! I call him my little wiggle monster because he kicks all the time now and I just love it!
AND, today I booked a pregnancy massage at Coldwater Creek the Spa! I am so excited... my appointment is for this Saturday morning. It's going to be WONDERFUL! :)
It's a happy day!
I'm finally getting to the point where I have to realize that I can't do some of the things that I'm used to doing. Yesterday the girls at work yelled at me because they found the step ladder pulled out and realized that I've been using it to get things down from up high. Then they went around to all the guys to tell on me to which they all told me to ask them whenever I need something. So I've already had to ask people three times today, but I'm getting used to it now.
According to the websites we check weekly, our little guy is almost 2 lbs this week! His job right now is to put on weight and grow bigger! I call him my little wiggle monster because he kicks all the time now and I just love it!
AND, today I booked a pregnancy massage at Coldwater Creek the Spa! I am so excited... my appointment is for this Saturday morning. It's going to be WONDERFUL! :)
It's a happy day!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Pregnancy Discomforts (Mom)
From the beginning, I told myself that I would not complain during this pregnancy. I knew that discomforts would come, but I didn't want to complain because I don't want there to be any question whatsoever about how happy I am to be experiencing this baby. But yes, I have gotten uncomfortable. My back hurts, the top of my stomach hurts (feels like stretching), and my hips and legs hurt. So I am posting this as a disclaimer. My complaining doesn't mean I want to change anything; it's just me venting my discomforts. And often I'm just fishing for someone to rub my back or legs or head or just to tell me that I'm doing a good job and that I'm one tough momma.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
An Alternative Comparison Chart (Dad)
I'm not a big fan of these veggie comparison charts for our baby's growth. Considering that he's going to be a MAN one day, I don't think this comparison to a bunch of tutti-fruttis is conducive to his development as the macho, alpha male I know he will one day become.
As such, I would like to propose an alternative chart: The Meat Scale.
That's right, our baby has far more in common with a tasty cut of rib meat than some nasty stalk or root.
This week, our boy is approximately the size of a filet mignon. Like the picture above, he's fairly lean with only a small percentage of body fat. Though nearly "cooked" as it were, he's still rather "rare" on the inside, as his lungs and brain continue to develop. In just a few short weeks, I'm sure we can all agree he'll be quite "well done".
See? Much better.
As such, I would like to propose an alternative chart: The Meat Scale.
That's right, our baby has far more in common with a tasty cut of rib meat than some nasty stalk or root.
This week, our boy is approximately the size of a filet mignon. Like the picture above, he's fairly lean with only a small percentage of body fat. Though nearly "cooked" as it were, he's still rather "rare" on the inside, as his lungs and brain continue to develop. In just a few short weeks, I'm sure we can all agree he'll be quite "well done".
See? Much better.
25 Weeks - Basement, Collision & Daycare (Mom)
It has been an interesting 25th week. Our basement flooded over the weekend, and I'm afraid that Dad had to do most of the work getting it cleaned up. I did help carry some of the lighter stuff out to the garage and then took stuff out of boxes and laid it out to dry. Thankfully it is now completely dried out and we got a brand new sump pump covered by our home warranty.
On Tuesday, I got into a minor fender bender getting onto 88 on my way to work. It shook me up of course, but I was able to slow down a lot before I hit the car in front of me, so the damages were minor and there was never really a concern for injury to the baby, myself or the other driver. We are very thankful for that.
Yesterday we checked out our first daycare, La Petite Academy. The facility itself was very nice looking, very clean, and close to our house. The staff all seemed very friendly and attentive to the children. And they had a very good security system. But the tour was a little lacking in that the woman spent maybe 5 minutes telling us about the place and then just asked if we had any questions. As this was the top place on my list, I was a little disappointed that they didn't have a more organized approach at giving tours. We're going to check out a few more places before we make any sort of decisions.
According to our 25 week email update, the baby weighs in about the size of a rutabaga this week!
On Tuesday, I got into a minor fender bender getting onto 88 on my way to work. It shook me up of course, but I was able to slow down a lot before I hit the car in front of me, so the damages were minor and there was never really a concern for injury to the baby, myself or the other driver. We are very thankful for that.
Yesterday we checked out our first daycare, La Petite Academy. The facility itself was very nice looking, very clean, and close to our house. The staff all seemed very friendly and attentive to the children. And they had a very good security system. But the tour was a little lacking in that the woman spent maybe 5 minutes telling us about the place and then just asked if we had any questions. As this was the top place on my list, I was a little disappointed that they didn't have a more organized approach at giving tours. We're going to check out a few more places before we make any sort of decisions.
According to our 25 week email update, the baby weighs in about the size of a rutabaga this week!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Bumper Baby (Dad)
Mom and Baby were just in a minor car accident on the way to work this morning. Everyone's okay, though Mom is understandably shaken up right now. All I can say is it could have been a lot worse.
Some minor scrapes and bumps to Spunky the Little Blue Car. A small fine. Otherwise, the day continues as though nothing's happened. All in all, if you're going to have an accident in rush hour on the highway, I suppose you couldn't have designed a better way for it to happen.
Some minor scrapes and bumps to Spunky the Little Blue Car. A small fine. Otherwise, the day continues as though nothing's happened. All in all, if you're going to have an accident in rush hour on the highway, I suppose you couldn't have designed a better way for it to happen.
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