There are people in your tummy!

Posted: December 29th, 2008 | Author: | Comments Off

Today Eleanor put her head on my stomach and said “There are people in your tummy. There are people in your tummy, Sarah!”

Eleanor does not know that I am pregnant, and none of us have talked to her about it yet.  This makes it an especially odd coincidence, but also super cute. (Hey, maybe she heard someone in there!)


Big babies

Posted: December 29th, 2008 | Author: | Comments Off

A woman in California recently gave birth to a 14 pound, 2 ounce baby.

I was 9 pounds 15 ounces when I was born, and my little brother was a half-ounce heavier than that. I’m not sure of the birth weights of my siblings, but I seem to recall they were pretty big babies, too.

On the other hand, Sarah was a tiny baby, weighing in around 5 and a half pounds.

We’re keeping our fingers crossed that ours is somewhere in the middle!


On the acquisition of new baby-related life skills

Posted: December 28th, 2008 | Author: | Comments Off

The other day, I said to Sarah, “I’m going to have to learn how to sew, aren’t I?”

“Yarr!” she replied, in true pirate fashion.

“What?” I said.

“You are,” she clarified.


Wanna see my blob?

Posted: December 19th, 2008 | Author: | Comments Off
Our first ultrasound, at 7 weeks

Our first ultrasound, at 7 weeks

Hello embryo!

This is our first ultrasound, taken at 7 weeks. Yes, that is a bit early – normally my doctor’s office doesn’t do them until between 8 and 10 weeks. But due to scheduling conflicts and some spotting I had early on, they got me in early. This means there is not a lot to see, but click the ultrasound image to enlarge it and you will see the blob-looking embryo, the heartbeat visually represented at the bottom there (the white smudgey things along the bottom line), and my bladder, already being squished (at the top). The dark, half-moon shape thing is uterus. Wacky, huh?

What we learned from this, basically, is that the pregnancy is in the right place (meaning, in my uterus – it’s not ectopic) and that everything looked fine.  Also, we got to hear the heartbeat of this teensy little thing, which was kind of cool.

At 7 weeks, I was already pretty nauseated, and napping most every afternoon. Ryan has been doing the dishes for me since about 6 weeks, when I could no longer stand smelling anything.  I was very thankful for that, all the cooking he’s been doing, and also for plain pasta and ginger brew. You don’t even know, people.