Here's to the not forgotten, but all-too undocumented pregnancy this family is currently experiencing (and yes, it is a group effort--in fact, I'd also like to give a shout-out to Graeter's Ice Cream, as they've played a pivotal role in the success of this gestation). We're in the final stretch: 34 weeks and counting, and we have pretty much everything set. Nana is coming down the first of November (the due date is the 7th, so we're leaving some wiggle room), the nursery is furnished (as you'll see soon, I promise) and my stomach is huge. All good signs. Today, Annie and I discussed at greater length what babies "do" all day. She's very excited to hold the baby, clarified that the baby can't walk or talk, nor does it have teeth, and all the baby's going to eat is Mama's milk. Oh, and she also asked if I was heavy. So I think we're set. As you can see, Roscoe has taken a shine to the baby as well. He jumped up on the table as soon as I exposed my belly to give it a little nuzzle. Little does he know that his world will yet again be rocked, and not by the quiet, soothing momentum of a rocking chair, but by the loud whaling and general chaos equal to that of an earthquake with a tornado chaser.
At my last appointment, I got to have another ultrasound and therefore see this little Poppy in action. This baby can move, let me tell ya. He/She had its fists waving in the air like it knew that we, perhaps, weren't giving it our full, undivided attention. The picture shows its profile (click on it to see it larger), albeit kind of blurry, but trust me. It was cute, and it made me all the more excited to meet this little one. It's measuring almost 5 lbs. which indicates that, if I carry it to term, the baby should weight around 8 lbs. ! Fingers crossed for that 10% margin of error in my favor. Annie was 7 lbs. 4 oz. so this should be interesting. Again, I'd like to thank Graeter's for their selfless contribution.
All Hallows Eve 2014
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We are back with some Halloween highlights.
If you can't tell, Harper is using her ice powers here.
If you can't tell, Harper is singing "Let it Go" h...
Here's to the not forgotten, but all-too undocumented pregnancy this family is currently experiencing (and yes, it is a group effort--in fact, I'd also like to give a shout-out to Graeter's Ice Cream, as they've played a pivotal role in the success of this gestation). We're in the final stretch: 34 weeks and counting, and we have pretty much everything set. Nana is coming down the first of November (the due date is the 7th, so we're leaving some wiggle room), the nursery is furnished (as you'll see soon, I promise) and my stomach is huge. All good signs. Today, Annie and I discussed at greater length what babies "do" all day. She's very excited to hold the baby, clarified that the baby can't walk or talk, nor does it have teeth, and all the baby's going to eat is Mama's milk. Oh, and she also asked if I was heavy. So I think we're set. As you can see, Roscoe has taken a shine to the baby as well. He jumped up on the table as soon as I exposed my belly to give it a little nuzzle. Little does he know that his world will yet again be rocked, and not by the quiet, soothing momentum of a rocking chair, but by the loud whaling and general chaos equal to that of an earthquake with a tornado chaser.
At my last appointment, I got to have another ultrasound and therefore see this little Poppy in action. This baby can move, let me tell ya. He/She had its fists waving in the air like it knew that we, perhaps, weren't giving it our full, undivided attention. The picture shows its profile (click on it to see it larger), albeit kind of blurry, but trust me. It was cute, and it made me all the more excited to meet this little one. It's measuring almost 5 lbs. which indicates that, if I carry it to term, the baby should weight around 8 lbs. ! Fingers crossed for that 10% margin of error in my favor. Annie was 7 lbs. 4 oz. so this should be interesting. Again, I'd like to thank Graeter's for their selfless contribution.
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