- We got to see our baby girl Friday. I made it clear to the tech that although her orders said the ultrasound was to confirm the baby’s position, my objectives for the imaging were as follows: confirm the gender, confirm the quantity, confirm the due date. Alas, it is a girl (just one), she is on schedule, and she is head down…with her hand draped over her forehead like a daimsel in distress, clenched in a fist so she can easily punch my bladder.
- Oh, and our baby is huge. Estimated at 5 pounds twelve ounces! 65th percentile! That explains why everyone thinks I’m going early or having twins. Except that it looks like my due date is still right (Sept 26th)…I’m just going to realize two of my greatest fears: 1) childbirth and 2) having a ginormous baby.
- Our baby has big lips, or so it looked from the grainy picture we saw! Like huge, Angelina Jolie lips. All the better to give kisses with!
- After the ultrasound and a couple of awesome naps, we headed out for a date. I am savoring our dates and our ability to be completely impulsive. I love our dates. Dinner was a bust and the movie wasn’t the best, but the company got four stars.
- Saturday we savored another soon to be lost art…sleeping in. I didn’t leave the house all day. I put together our new glider, which is awesome. I put together a whole bunch of other stuff, I guess I was restless and/or bored. By 6pm I was exhausted and felt like a truck had hit me. I fell asleep for an hour, woke up, ate an apple, watched a movie, and went to bed. Awesome day.
- I’m finding it ironic that I am irritated with the fact that I have to spend a lot of time laying around and doing nothing, when in a few weeks, I know will lose that luxury for the foreseeable future…and beyond. Yet I still can’t seem to enjoy it. I have issues, huh.
- I love Northway Church Colonie. Worship was awesome this morning. The whole team was great, and to top things off there are lights, wireless mics, and the sound is phenomenal down there. Figures, all after I go on my “leave” from leading worship! Maybe they were trying to tell me something…haha
- Brian and I like to take naps with Posh lately. Family naptime is fun.
- Today Posh ate one of the 2 pairs of shows I wear in public. Grrrrrr. Pee on my floor, shred my magazines, bark at me for no reason, but leave my shoes alone you evil animal!
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Libby,
You truly have a talent in writing! You crack me up! I have told you before that I read your blog aloud to Matt. You really make me smile and remember the days when I was pregnant with my first.
Thank you!!!!!! I hope that you can continue your sense of humor in your writing after Lila/Avery…Princess Sparkle is born.
Shows??? :0) I think you ment Shoes!! :0)
Oh Libby…I just love to read your descriptions involving pregnancy. Talking about her hand “clenched in a fist so she can easily punch my bladder” cracked me up. Isn’t it so true though? I don’t think I remember it this bad with the first three…but I tell you…lately I’ve been feeling like I need to strap a porta potty to my bottom in order to get anywhere!