We were finally able to get a nice, good look at her face, even though she did NOT make it easy for the doctor to get the money shot, so he had me lay on my side in order to see her face. In general, she was really not up to getting her pictures taken, as her hands and umbilical cord were blocking her face, but with much insistence from the doc, he was finally able to get a close up.
Blowing Kisses
Baby toes!
Yes, she has a darling little button nose that is definitely not from my side of the family. We believe it to come from her father's mother side, as all the women tend to have that cute, sloped nose. We can't wait to nibble and kiss it (and squeeze boogies out of it, as well, let's be realistic here). It looks like she is blowing us kisses in this shot, and isn't that a rather sweet sentiment?
Back when we did the 4D ultrasound (about a month ago) the baby was not only NOT in the correct birthing position, but she was in a breech position with her feet in front of her face (much like a Yogi). We had another appointment with the OBGYN and were able to confirm that she has since accommodated herself accordingly (head facing down), so we will hopefully have a natural birth experience (with much screaming, grunting, begging and pleading involved).
How am I doing? Well, if I complained about the size and girth of my belly before, I take it ALL back. I am now rather huge and bumbling. Getting my big butt out of a low seated area requires major concentration, effort, and um, help. Yes, if you see me sitting and helplessly looking about for something to grab on to, please offer the assistance of your hand or arm; The Preggo could greatly use it just to get up. Sometimes I feel like a turtle on it's back, flailing about, hoping someone will pity it and flip it on to it's legs again.
I do waddle when I'm unawares, so maybe I should just accept that I waddle and be done with it. I AM PREGNANT AND I AM WADDLING MUCH LIKE A PENGUIN. It is not gracious but then again, pregnancy is not about grace, is it? I have never seen a pregnant woman balance a book on her head while she (gracefully) waddles. I guess we will have to wait and see how Kate Middleton does it.
I have of late become lactose intolerant due to the pregnancy. Those of you who know me and my love of all things milk based will be made aware of this slight humiliation at every passable moment. I love milk, I love cheese, I love yogurt, I love ice cream and everything milk based, so this is awful for me. Hubs has promised to fill up my plate with veggies, but who in their right mind wants veggies when ice cream is what they really and truly need? Don't give me that nonsense! The only stuff I crave is man made, delicious, and terribly bad for you all at the same time.
The heat is also killing me. Panama IS a hot place, but having an extra 40 lbs to lug around, is like strapping an Easy Bake oven to your midriff and carrying it about. Hot, hot, and hotter. I think the closer I get to my delivery date, the less clothes I will be wearing. It's summertime right now, but in my opinion there is far too much sun and way too little summer breeze. I never knew what boob sweat was all about until now. Hello boob sweat. You suck. Also, can you get me another blouse from the closet? I have sweated right through this one.
There are plenty of other indignities during pregnancy, but if I were to share them with you you'd probably never want to go through with any of it and then I'd get blamed for the end of the human race, and that's not the kind of responsibility I want. Suffice to say your body goes through a whole lot of changes, as does your brain, your mental state, your emotional state, everything is changed. Some of it will go back to how it was before, while some of it will never, ever be the same. I am ok with this. I am not only OK with this, but I welcome it. I have lived selfishly for myself for 28 years. It's about time some little person came about and slapped me with reality.
P.s. Was watching Toddlers and Tiaras (for shame! Blame it on being preggo and with a stomach flu!), and I couldn't help but find some of it really cute, and some of it really disturbing. I think the low key parental approach was rather the normal way to take it, but there were some serious, over the top parents that need to tone it down a notch. Please remind me to never, ever place my wee little girl in a pageant.
P.p.s. How were your holidays and New Years? I ate far too much ham and turkey and deliciousness, and then got a stomach bug for two weeks on and off. Wonderful way to greet 2013, huddled over the toilet and wishing you had never had that ill fated second bowl of cereal.