Hello Lexington FAMILY Magazine Readers!
Bump update: the night before last I sat down on the couch, only to see some sort of body part poke out and run across my stomach. It felt...weird obviously, like I was being tickled from the inside; which is different from the feeling of being kicked all the time. I tried to get my sleeping husband's attention, but he just wouldn't wake up (men!) Even though she did it a few more times, he still missed it. Oh well, I'm sure it's just the first of many appearances her little limbs will be making soon.
On another note, I'm feeling quite ROTUND. I saw my profile tonight in a mirror as I was walking passed, and felt totally unrecognizable. I know many of you Mommies out there understand exactly how I feel. Am I horrible to feel this way? I KNOW I am pregnant, I KNOW I'm only going to get bigger (there goes that "only 6 pounds" from earlier), I know I know I know. But sometimes knowledge doesn't make things OK in my mind. Yes I wrote a whole post about the crazy woman at the gym working out way too soon after having her baby, but AFTER baby is out is a different story. I can't do anything about it right now but vent (and the Prenatal Yoga DVD a friend slipped to me recently).
I haven't really complained about my body or what's been happening to it. Frankly I've been that girl that everyone hates because none of the "bad stuff" has really happened to me. However, in the last week my feet swelled up to the size of sausages (I'm talking remote control boats here people!) so much so I had to work from home for two days, had horrible heart burn, bad headaches, uncontrollable allergies, and was seriously considering just sleeping sitting on the toilet one night--I think this little girl has been inspired by the Olympics, and is using my bladder as a vault! A good night's sleep seems to be a thing of the past.
I've been a professional insomniac for at least ten years now. But surprisingly enough in my first trimester I was happy to be going to bed before midnight (it was a miracle in my mind). Now I may make it to the bed, but the idea of comfort and actual rest might be as fathom-able as seeing a Unicorn at the Horse Park. What can I do, other than suck it up and deal?? I'm thinking of buying one of those "Wedges" to make sure I don't roll onto my right side while sleeping (which of course is always more comfortable for me), or maybe one of those "S" looking pillows that wraps around your body...Ugh, any suggestions at this point are very welcome!
It's almost 1AM, so I'll now get off my soapbox and leave you to comment and share your thoughts with me!
Until next time, enjoy your cheese without my whine!
Karyn Potts
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Friday, August 29, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Crafty Time
Hello LFM Readers!
I've been feeling a bit sentimental lately, and am contemplating putting together some sort of project for my daughter. You know those cards you can buy at Cracker Barrell with the year you were born on it, and all of the interesting things that happened during that time? I was thinking of something like that; (a scrapbook-type thing maybe?) to be done after she's born obviously, with maybe the top song on the billboard list, what fashion trends are popular, what's going on in the news, who the president is, the top movie of the week and/or year, what new technology has just come out, etc, etc.
I've heard of some people keeping journals or diaries during their pregnancy. This not only helps Mom remember for the next time around, but also gives the child a sense of all the things Mom was going through and feeling for 40 weeks. We just got a new book in to review the other day at Lexington FAMILY Magazine, called "Love Letters Before Birth and Beyond" by Mary Knight--a great idea. My publisher's sister has actually kept a diary for her son for 28 years (and counting)--WOW!
I've also heard of parents putting together Keepsake Boxes, with items like the daily newspaper from the day the child was born, as well as all of the cards and well-wishes from the shower.
One idea that my own Mom has already started me on is for Christmastime. Instead of doing an advent calendar, we'll have 25 Christmas books. We'll keep them boxed away, and wrap them up every year under the tree. Each night our daughter can open one and that will be our bedtime story! This way we'll be counting down the days, as well as relieving some of the stress and anxiety of having to "wait until Santa comes" to unwrap a gift.
Do you have any other ideas? Was there something special you did for your own child like this? I'd love to know, drop me a line or two!
Until next time, relish the sentiments!
Karyn Potts
PS: Next week I go for my Glucose Test; I've heard the orange flavor is the way to go, but my doctor thinks the Sprite-flavored one is better. Any suggestions?
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I've been feeling a bit sentimental lately, and am contemplating putting together some sort of project for my daughter. You know those cards you can buy at Cracker Barrell with the year you were born on it, and all of the interesting things that happened during that time? I was thinking of something like that; (a scrapbook-type thing maybe?) to be done after she's born obviously, with maybe the top song on the billboard list, what fashion trends are popular, what's going on in the news, who the president is, the top movie of the week and/or year, what new technology has just come out, etc, etc.
I've heard of some people keeping journals or diaries during their pregnancy. This not only helps Mom remember for the next time around, but also gives the child a sense of all the things Mom was going through and feeling for 40 weeks. We just got a new book in to review the other day at Lexington FAMILY Magazine, called "Love Letters Before Birth and Beyond" by Mary Knight--a great idea. My publisher's sister has actually kept a diary for her son for 28 years (and counting)--WOW!
I've also heard of parents putting together Keepsake Boxes, with items like the daily newspaper from the day the child was born, as well as all of the cards and well-wishes from the shower.
One idea that my own Mom has already started me on is for Christmastime. Instead of doing an advent calendar, we'll have 25 Christmas books. We'll keep them boxed away, and wrap them up every year under the tree. Each night our daughter can open one and that will be our bedtime story! This way we'll be counting down the days, as well as relieving some of the stress and anxiety of having to "wait until Santa comes" to unwrap a gift.
Do you have any other ideas? Was there something special you did for your own child like this? I'd love to know, drop me a line or two!
Until next time, relish the sentiments!
Karyn Potts
PS: Next week I go for my Glucose Test; I've heard the orange flavor is the way to go, but my doctor thinks the Sprite-flavored one is better. Any suggestions?
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Monday, August 18, 2008
Are You Serious?
Hello LFM Readers!
I just have a question for all of the post-natal Mommies out there: how do you feel about your body after you've given birth? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment? Like your body is a fantastically-designed warrior of some sort? Does the fact that you lived through such an experience amaze you? (My sister-in-law reminds me that women in other countries have babies out in fields every day!)
Though I have yet to go through it myself, I feel as though someone better be giving me an Olympic Gold Medal after I have this little girl. Yes, I'm opting for the ever-popular epidural in hopes of easing some pain, but I still understand giving birth is most likely going to be the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
That said, I'm fully prepared to accept whatever shape and form my body molds into afterwards. I'm wondering however, about a certain woman's frame of mind I saw yesterday at my local gym.
She came in with a baby sling on. Inside it, I could see a very little head peaking out and long skinny legs--no fat on him yet. He must have been "new to the world." I figured she must be bringing him to the playroom while she worked out; but why would she go through the trouble of putting him in the sling just to walk through the parking lot?
She checked in at the front desk, saying she wasn't planning on doing anything strenuous, she just "wants to lose her baby weight," and kept on walking to the back of the gym. The girl at the front desk and I looked at eachother in disbelief. Surely she wasn't going to work-out with a baby strapped to her, was she? The employee quickly picked up the phone and called a Manager to go and talk to the Mommy. No one under the age of 12 is allowed in the work-out area (insurance, yada yada yada), not to mention if the Mommy got hurt in some way and hurt the baby too.
I watched the Mommy leave after her confrontation with the Manager. Apparently he caught her on the floor doing crunches--all with a tiny 4-week old baby attached to her!! (I overheard him mention to the Mommy that she could leave the baby in the playroom; that's when she said just how old he was.)
I stood there shocked. Wow. Are you serious? Are you THAT crazy about your body that you can't even wait until the 6-week check-up point to start working out again? Though she wasn't super-defined, it's not like she was overweight by any means. She's not a trainer at the gym, nor is she a celebrity jumping back on schedule for a couture runway show. If she's that gung-ho about getting her pre-pregnancy body back, why not just take the baby for a walk, or try doing some yoga?
I just didn't, (and still don't) understand what the fascination is. With all of the body image pressure on young girls and women these days, shouldn't someone be easing their stress somehow? Especially after having a baby??? Look, I'm no Heidi Klum by any means. But what I have come to grips with, is that if I didn't look like her before, I'm most likely not going to look like her after. Why try?
My advice: slow down! Give your body a chance to recuperate after this most joyous occasion of having a baby. No one expects you to be super-model-ready just weeks afterwards, so you shouldn't either. People in your life understand what you're going through; there's no need to impress anyone. Take the time to bond with your child, as you will never get these precious moments back!
Until next time, put away your bikinis!
Karyn Potts
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I just have a question for all of the post-natal Mommies out there: how do you feel about your body after you've given birth? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment? Like your body is a fantastically-designed warrior of some sort? Does the fact that you lived through such an experience amaze you? (My sister-in-law reminds me that women in other countries have babies out in fields every day!)
Though I have yet to go through it myself, I feel as though someone better be giving me an Olympic Gold Medal after I have this little girl. Yes, I'm opting for the ever-popular epidural in hopes of easing some pain, but I still understand giving birth is most likely going to be the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
That said, I'm fully prepared to accept whatever shape and form my body molds into afterwards. I'm wondering however, about a certain woman's frame of mind I saw yesterday at my local gym.
She came in with a baby sling on. Inside it, I could see a very little head peaking out and long skinny legs--no fat on him yet. He must have been "new to the world." I figured she must be bringing him to the playroom while she worked out; but why would she go through the trouble of putting him in the sling just to walk through the parking lot?
She checked in at the front desk, saying she wasn't planning on doing anything strenuous, she just "wants to lose her baby weight," and kept on walking to the back of the gym. The girl at the front desk and I looked at eachother in disbelief. Surely she wasn't going to work-out with a baby strapped to her, was she? The employee quickly picked up the phone and called a Manager to go and talk to the Mommy. No one under the age of 12 is allowed in the work-out area (insurance, yada yada yada), not to mention if the Mommy got hurt in some way and hurt the baby too.
I watched the Mommy leave after her confrontation with the Manager. Apparently he caught her on the floor doing crunches--all with a tiny 4-week old baby attached to her!! (I overheard him mention to the Mommy that she could leave the baby in the playroom; that's when she said just how old he was.)
I stood there shocked. Wow. Are you serious? Are you THAT crazy about your body that you can't even wait until the 6-week check-up point to start working out again? Though she wasn't super-defined, it's not like she was overweight by any means. She's not a trainer at the gym, nor is she a celebrity jumping back on schedule for a couture runway show. If she's that gung-ho about getting her pre-pregnancy body back, why not just take the baby for a walk, or try doing some yoga?
I just didn't, (and still don't) understand what the fascination is. With all of the body image pressure on young girls and women these days, shouldn't someone be easing their stress somehow? Especially after having a baby??? Look, I'm no Heidi Klum by any means. But what I have come to grips with, is that if I didn't look like her before, I'm most likely not going to look like her after. Why try?
My advice: slow down! Give your body a chance to recuperate after this most joyous occasion of having a baby. No one expects you to be super-model-ready just weeks afterwards, so you shouldn't either. People in your life understand what you're going through; there's no need to impress anyone. Take the time to bond with your child, as you will never get these precious moments back!
Until next time, put away your bikinis!
Karyn Potts
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Thursday, August 7, 2008
Baby Update
Hello Lexington FAMILY Magazine readers!
Time for a check-up! I went to the doctor Tuesday and low and behold, have only gained 6 pounds for my entire pregnancy! WOW! Ladies and gentleman, let me just inform you now--I am NOT the kind of person who only gains 6 pounds over six months. I can gain that in two days if I want to. So imagine my surprise when I got that news! I thought this whole time when I was being weighed and updated, that the pounds were between each visit, not total! My doctor actually said I should come and teach her other patients how to eat :P Her heart rate is great, as is mine, and apparently I look "fantastic on paper." Hope that means I do, not on paper..?
I've been trying to eat well, and walk when I can. Though I do have one complaint: my feet have been swelling slightly every once in a while. And my back hurts sometimes (but that's a bit normal for me). Has anyone tried those belly belts? I hear they're a lifesaver; but when I tried one on a few weeks ago, I didn't seem to notice a difference. Perhaps I need to wear one a few days to feel the benefits? What do you suggest? My sister-in-law in Missouri gets free prenatal massages; but when I checked into it, I was told I'd just have to see a general physical therapist for treatment--"Not the same thing" I've been told by other Mommys. Is there someone I can see or an affordable place anyone has gone to or heard about?
One thing I'm proud of myself for doing this week: scheduling our classes. I've signed Brian and I up for a 3-week Childbirth class, a Breastfeeding class, Breathing & Relaxation, and Baby Boot Camp. I think we're also registering for Infant CPR (though it's more for me since Brian deals with that in his job), as well as a Baby Signs class. The latter class is said to reduce frustration for you and your child, as well as *maybe* raise their IQ; and I loved taking Sign Language when I was in college. I like to pretend we'll be as ready and educated as we possibly can before this little "bundle of unknowingness" comes!
Other than being proactive and watching my health, I've been watching the SALES!!! It's official: I should no longer be allowed to go shopping by myself! :) I spent two days in Gymboree and the Children's Place at the mall. I then decided to go to Babies R Us for small hangers, since it's right by my house. $100 later, I walked out of the store with hangers, and two bags of clothes for next summer and fall. I figure I might as well get the deals now (everything's on Clearance) instead of paying full price when she needs it. Hopefully that theory will keep me ahead of the game!
Next on my list: Finding a Pediatrician and Registering!
Well, until next time, I'll keep you posted!
Karyn Potts
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Time for a check-up! I went to the doctor Tuesday and low and behold, have only gained 6 pounds for my entire pregnancy! WOW! Ladies and gentleman, let me just inform you now--I am NOT the kind of person who only gains 6 pounds over six months. I can gain that in two days if I want to. So imagine my surprise when I got that news! I thought this whole time when I was being weighed and updated, that the pounds were between each visit, not total! My doctor actually said I should come and teach her other patients how to eat :P Her heart rate is great, as is mine, and apparently I look "fantastic on paper." Hope that means I do, not on paper..?
I've been trying to eat well, and walk when I can. Though I do have one complaint: my feet have been swelling slightly every once in a while. And my back hurts sometimes (but that's a bit normal for me). Has anyone tried those belly belts? I hear they're a lifesaver; but when I tried one on a few weeks ago, I didn't seem to notice a difference. Perhaps I need to wear one a few days to feel the benefits? What do you suggest? My sister-in-law in Missouri gets free prenatal massages; but when I checked into it, I was told I'd just have to see a general physical therapist for treatment--"Not the same thing" I've been told by other Mommys. Is there someone I can see or an affordable place anyone has gone to or heard about?
One thing I'm proud of myself for doing this week: scheduling our classes. I've signed Brian and I up for a 3-week Childbirth class, a Breastfeeding class, Breathing & Relaxation, and Baby Boot Camp. I think we're also registering for Infant CPR (though it's more for me since Brian deals with that in his job), as well as a Baby Signs class. The latter class is said to reduce frustration for you and your child, as well as *maybe* raise their IQ; and I loved taking Sign Language when I was in college. I like to pretend we'll be as ready and educated as we possibly can before this little "bundle of unknowingness" comes!
Other than being proactive and watching my health, I've been watching the SALES!!! It's official: I should no longer be allowed to go shopping by myself! :) I spent two days in Gymboree and the Children's Place at the mall. I then decided to go to Babies R Us for small hangers, since it's right by my house. $100 later, I walked out of the store with hangers, and two bags of clothes for next summer and fall. I figure I might as well get the deals now (everything's on Clearance) instead of paying full price when she needs it. Hopefully that theory will keep me ahead of the game!
Next on my list: Finding a Pediatrician and Registering!
Well, until next time, I'll keep you posted!
Karyn Potts
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Friday, July 25, 2008
"Wonderments"
Hello LFM readers!
I've been trying to think of something really insightful to write about: whether it be something in the news, or interesting baby gear I've found, etc. Truth is, I haven't been shopping yet (as amazing as that sounds!) So what I will write about is what's been on my mind, as minor as it may be.
I've been wondering what my little girl will look like. Yes, I could go for one of those 3D Sonograms, but I figure I've already found out the sex, I might as well have SOME surprise when she's born. (Plus she won't look that way for very long afterwards.)
I wonder if she'll look more like me or Brian. You see, my family has VERY STRONG genes, and we tend to think all the kids look like Becker's (my maiden name). I've always thought my oldest brother looked like my mom, the next brother like my dad, and I got the smoosh of both.
I'm guessing she'll have bleach-blonde peach fuzz on her head, and blue eyes for sure. Brian and I were both baldies. But will she have my nose, and maybe Brian's ears? Will she be tall and thin, or short with more to love? Will she be covered in freckles (though neither of us have many of those)? Will she somehow get the dimple in her cheek my mom always wished for me? Will she have my chubby cheeks that you just want to pinch all day? Will she be like Brian, flexible like Gumby, or have terrible back problems like her mom now has?
I wonder about her personality too. Will she play music like her parents? Play sports? Be the social butterfly, or more reserved, shy kind? Will she like to draw or write stories? Will she be an animal lover? Will she love to sing and make up games? What about word-finds and crossword puzzles? Will she hate math as much as I do? Will she be adventurous? What will be her favorite food? Will she love to bake? What's going to be her favorite color?
What will our little girl be when she grows up? Will she study abroad? Will she discover something? Will she be a mom? Will she follow her dreams?
The answer to these questions: I hope so. I hope she's all these things and much more! I'm confident she'll turn out as well-rounded as we did. She has a great family, and that makes me happy, and excited to bring her into the world (though I'm still in denial about the whole "pushing her out part." :P ) I look forward to the day I get to discover and answer all of these questions.
So until next time, have fun with your "wonderments!"
Karyn Potts
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I've been trying to think of something really insightful to write about: whether it be something in the news, or interesting baby gear I've found, etc. Truth is, I haven't been shopping yet (as amazing as that sounds!) So what I will write about is what's been on my mind, as minor as it may be.
I've been wondering what my little girl will look like. Yes, I could go for one of those 3D Sonograms, but I figure I've already found out the sex, I might as well have SOME surprise when she's born. (Plus she won't look that way for very long afterwards.)
I wonder if she'll look more like me or Brian. You see, my family has VERY STRONG genes, and we tend to think all the kids look like Becker's (my maiden name). I've always thought my oldest brother looked like my mom, the next brother like my dad, and I got the smoosh of both.
I'm guessing she'll have bleach-blonde peach fuzz on her head, and blue eyes for sure. Brian and I were both baldies. But will she have my nose, and maybe Brian's ears? Will she be tall and thin, or short with more to love? Will she be covered in freckles (though neither of us have many of those)? Will she somehow get the dimple in her cheek my mom always wished for me? Will she have my chubby cheeks that you just want to pinch all day? Will she be like Brian, flexible like Gumby, or have terrible back problems like her mom now has?
I wonder about her personality too. Will she play music like her parents? Play sports? Be the social butterfly, or more reserved, shy kind? Will she like to draw or write stories? Will she be an animal lover? Will she love to sing and make up games? What about word-finds and crossword puzzles? Will she hate math as much as I do? Will she be adventurous? What will be her favorite food? Will she love to bake? What's going to be her favorite color?
What will our little girl be when she grows up? Will she study abroad? Will she discover something? Will she be a mom? Will she follow her dreams?
The answer to these questions: I hope so. I hope she's all these things and much more! I'm confident she'll turn out as well-rounded as we did. She has a great family, and that makes me happy, and excited to bring her into the world (though I'm still in denial about the whole "pushing her out part." :P ) I look forward to the day I get to discover and answer all of these questions.
So until next time, have fun with your "wonderments!"
Karyn Potts
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008
And the Verdict is....
Hello LFM readers!
It's time for a baby update! Brian and I went for our ultrasound yesterday, hoping to find out what sex the baby is. Does anyone have a guess? We tried the Pencil Test, the Wedding Ring Test, and I was even convinced by one friend to try the online Chinese Calendar Predictor. Plus, I favor my right side when I'm sleeping. According to every little "test" I tried, our baby is supposed to be a boy. I was convinced. There would be no little dresses with ruffles on the butt, no patent leather shiny black shoes at Christmastime (my absolute favorite growing up), no all-night sleepovers, no braids in her hair. Instead I'd be shopping for rough and rugged little boy jeans, overalls plastered with dinosaurs, ball caps, trucks and be worried about eating mudpies. Which was perfectly fine in my mind. I liked growing up with two older brothers, so if we had a boy first, it seemed only natural.
--In case anyone's wondering: I had pizza and a small mountain dew for lunch, just to get the baby moving!--
While laying there with my belly exposed and covered in goo, the Sonographer pointed out the baby's eyes, nose and mouth, heart, kidneys, bladder, lower back (is THAT what I was looking at?) and finally the most important "part(s)." We are having a girl!!! (She's 99% sure.)
She's 7 inches long and 9 ounces.
My husband was elated that he was right all along, we were having a daughter. And a quite laid back one at that! The Tech. made a point that the baby wasn't responding to sound--apparently they hate the sonogram sound bouncing off the walls, hence the reason they move--and she wasn't moving for nothin'. She was trying to get a good picture of the Placenta for the doctor, but the baby just wouldn't budge, no matter how loud or annoying the Tech. made the sound.
Brian and I looked at eachother right away, thinking, "Is our baby deaf?" Which, after taking years of Sign Language, we'd be totally fine with. But it would be nice to know at least! We remained silent while the Tech. kept on...she shook my belly from side to side a bunch of times and finally Baby Girl moved, giving her a chance to take the photo. Did you have anything like this happen when you went for your testing?
When we went directly into the doctor after the ultrasound, we asked her about the comment. She seemed unphased as she explained that it was completely normal; that her son was the SAME WAY. Doc said her son was perfect for her friend's in medical school trying to learn the anatomy on sonograms; he never moved while having it done. She said he's a really laid back, easy-going kid, and was a great baby. She then went on to explain how her daughter was the complete opposite, moving every which way each time, so much so that it was hard to get positive pictures of anything. We were relieved. Deep sighs of relief. Hopefully we'll be so lucky with ours (my Mom has told me since, that I was the same way--not very fussy at all, and nothing ever bothered me--perhaps she's taking after me?)
We left the office happy and excited. We're having a giiiirrrrllll :) We called everyone under the sun, and within the hour most of all our friends and family knew the big news of the day.
When I came home from work last night, Brian had already been shopping! He bought two long-sleeved body suits (making sure I knew he thought about it first, seeing as how she'll be born in the Winter). They're pink, brown and white. They have polka dots and elephants. They're perfect, like his new little girl. My heart is touched that he loves her so much already. He's going to be a fantastic Daddy.
Now, what will we name her? :) Any suggestions?
Until next time, enjoy your own kiddies!
Karyn Potts
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It's time for a baby update! Brian and I went for our ultrasound yesterday, hoping to find out what sex the baby is. Does anyone have a guess? We tried the Pencil Test, the Wedding Ring Test, and I was even convinced by one friend to try the online Chinese Calendar Predictor. Plus, I favor my right side when I'm sleeping. According to every little "test" I tried, our baby is supposed to be a boy. I was convinced. There would be no little dresses with ruffles on the butt, no patent leather shiny black shoes at Christmastime (my absolute favorite growing up), no all-night sleepovers, no braids in her hair. Instead I'd be shopping for rough and rugged little boy jeans, overalls plastered with dinosaurs, ball caps, trucks and be worried about eating mudpies. Which was perfectly fine in my mind. I liked growing up with two older brothers, so if we had a boy first, it seemed only natural.
--In case anyone's wondering: I had pizza and a small mountain dew for lunch, just to get the baby moving!--
While laying there with my belly exposed and covered in goo, the Sonographer pointed out the baby's eyes, nose and mouth, heart, kidneys, bladder, lower back (is THAT what I was looking at?) and finally the most important "part(s)." We are having a girl!!! (She's 99% sure.)
She's 7 inches long and 9 ounces.
My husband was elated that he was right all along, we were having a daughter. And a quite laid back one at that! The Tech. made a point that the baby wasn't responding to sound--apparently they hate the sonogram sound bouncing off the walls, hence the reason they move--and she wasn't moving for nothin'. She was trying to get a good picture of the Placenta for the doctor, but the baby just wouldn't budge, no matter how loud or annoying the Tech. made the sound.
Brian and I looked at eachother right away, thinking, "Is our baby deaf?" Which, after taking years of Sign Language, we'd be totally fine with. But it would be nice to know at least! We remained silent while the Tech. kept on...she shook my belly from side to side a bunch of times and finally Baby Girl moved, giving her a chance to take the photo. Did you have anything like this happen when you went for your testing?
When we went directly into the doctor after the ultrasound, we asked her about the comment. She seemed unphased as she explained that it was completely normal; that her son was the SAME WAY. Doc said her son was perfect for her friend's in medical school trying to learn the anatomy on sonograms; he never moved while having it done. She said he's a really laid back, easy-going kid, and was a great baby. She then went on to explain how her daughter was the complete opposite, moving every which way each time, so much so that it was hard to get positive pictures of anything. We were relieved. Deep sighs of relief. Hopefully we'll be so lucky with ours (my Mom has told me since, that I was the same way--not very fussy at all, and nothing ever bothered me--perhaps she's taking after me?)
We left the office happy and excited. We're having a giiiirrrrllll :) We called everyone under the sun, and within the hour most of all our friends and family knew the big news of the day.
When I came home from work last night, Brian had already been shopping! He bought two long-sleeved body suits (making sure I knew he thought about it first, seeing as how she'll be born in the Winter). They're pink, brown and white. They have polka dots and elephants. They're perfect, like his new little girl. My heart is touched that he loves her so much already. He's going to be a fantastic Daddy.
Now, what will we name her? :) Any suggestions?
Until next time, enjoy your own kiddies!
Karyn Potts
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Sunday, July 6, 2008
Freedom Isn't Free
My 4th of July weekend is ending, and I feel completely relaxed. We've done..nothing really :D My husband and I sat on the couch watching TV all weekend (while knowing we should be putting things away, STILL, in our house). I felt somewhat productive when I finally took a shower and baked a cake, just for the two of us! We watched others spend their money on fireworks, and viewed them from our backyard. It was nice to sit there relaxing, reflecting on really how lucky we are as a country to be able to do just that. We weren't worried about where our next meal was coming from; how we were going to pay our bills; whether my child will have a chance to get an education; where we'd run to if insurgents came upon our property; protecting ourselves.....
Other than Veteran's Day of course, the 4th of July is another day I tend to reflect on our country's status in the world. Where would we be without our military? (Our Govt. is a whole other problem and subject in my mind.) There are men and women fighting all over this world for us everyday. They're missing their families, regular American food, news and culture, and just the chance to live their lives as what we see as normal everyday...all so we still can.
They vow to protect and serve where they're needed without asking why, and always do so to the best of their ability. These brave Americans will even lay down their lives for ours! (Would you?)
This concept has been ingrained in my mind since I was born, and I've respected it all along. I revel in the fact that my child(ren) will grow up in a free country, with opportunities that many others do not have, nor can even imagine. They will have the chance to do and say anything they want because they are an American, something we should all be grateful for.
I just want to say THANK YOU to all of the American military men and women, and thank you Grandpa, Dad, and brothers Norman and Kyle. Thank you for your service to our country, and to your future family member(s)! They will be thankful for all you do, always.
Happy 4th of July!
Until next time, remember those who serve our country everyday, for you and yours, and don't forget to THANK them.
Karyn Potts
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Other than Veteran's Day of course, the 4th of July is another day I tend to reflect on our country's status in the world. Where would we be without our military? (Our Govt. is a whole other problem and subject in my mind.) There are men and women fighting all over this world for us everyday. They're missing their families, regular American food, news and culture, and just the chance to live their lives as what we see as normal everyday...all so we still can.
They vow to protect and serve where they're needed without asking why, and always do so to the best of their ability. These brave Americans will even lay down their lives for ours! (Would you?)
This concept has been ingrained in my mind since I was born, and I've respected it all along. I revel in the fact that my child(ren) will grow up in a free country, with opportunities that many others do not have, nor can even imagine. They will have the chance to do and say anything they want because they are an American, something we should all be grateful for.
I just want to say THANK YOU to all of the American military men and women, and thank you Grandpa, Dad, and brothers Norman and Kyle. Thank you for your service to our country, and to your future family member(s)! They will be thankful for all you do, always.
Happy 4th of July!
Until next time, remember those who serve our country everyday, for you and yours, and don't forget to THANK them.
Karyn Potts
*To comment/reply, click the "comments" button below and go to town!*
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