Monday, June 15, 2009

Weekend News

I'm about to eat my hand, so I have to keep today's post short. 

Friday morning, we had an appointment to have our first ultrasound. Well, MY first ultrasound. David just got to stand there (by my head) and look pretty. The first nurse that took my BP (which was perfect, I might add, thank you very much) and temperature and asked me a whole bunch of kinda personal questions kept trying to put me at 14-15 weeks. I politely suggested that she was WRONG and explained to her how I knew this. She just kept smiling and said, "Oh, okay. Well, I'm gonna put this on here and when the doctor measures the head-to-rump, he'll be able to get a more accurate reading and tell you exactly how far along you are." I mumbled under my breath, "Yeah, 7 weeks and 1 day, like I said, lady." So, then, we went to the ultrasound room and even though I know I'm babied, it still really hasn't hit me and I'm just not comprehending it all the way. But, seeing the heart beat just radiate out from the little bean baby kind of puts me a little closer to understanding just how much of a miracle it all is and how amazing our Creator is. Don't worry, I won't get all mushy on you, but I just had to say that. It was very cool. And even Doc is calling the baby Charleston. It's cute. He measured the head-to-rump and 7 weeks and 1 day...BOO-YAH, NURSE LADY! I'll post pictures of the ultrasound tomorrow. 

Ben has graciously given Charleston a new name...Dr. Baby McNight Night. Which is awesome for hisher rapper/rock star name. It's perfect. 

It is my new life's mission to get Malinda to go see UP. You won't regret it, Linder. I promise. 

It's amazing how lazy I was this weekend and how much I just sat or laid on the couch and how not bad I feel about it. 

My brother, Peter's, birthday was yesterday. He turned 20. He's from Bulgaria. He's been with our family for 15 years. That's just about the right amount of time to turn a tiny European into a full-fledged redneck who can imitate anyone and sings bass like J.D. Sumner. All four of us kids are in our 20's. How weird is that. 

Fruit Loops are calling me...I must answer. 

1 comment:

  1. fruit loops? i thought you were eating wheaties:)


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