Skip to main content

...of documentation

At the beginning of this pregnancy I was so excited about doing the chronological belly photos thing that I saw all over pinterest. You know, the ones where you wear the same white t shirt and jeans in the same spot in your house with the same sign that states the week number in the same pose every week and then put them all together for this crazy looking stomach growth chart. Like this one.

Yeah, I was going to do that. And then I found that I had a hard time getting motivated to get out of my pajamas and take a shower and set up the camera every Tuesday in between all of the other things that I had to do (namely feel sick and tired and make sure my first born got fed).

So I've really dropped the ball. Now, at week 21, I have a total of two "belly photos" and I'm not wear even remotely the same thing - which ruins everything. But I figure even though my pinterest worthy belly photo documentation may be over, I can still have lost-on-my-hard-drive-only-to-look-at-every-once-in-awhile worthy documentation. Starting now.

For fun, I will also try to dig up those photos of my Abram belly in my hard drive to compare them to my Selah belly (aka Sellie belly). I don't have a good picture of me and Abram until 24 weeks, so you'll have to wait until then for that.

Without further ado:

21 weeks with Selah

And that's the end of my blogging for the day. I need to start cleaning up before Quinn gets home and wonders what I did all day (he doesn't read my blog to understand such hard work unless I make him).

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

... of the tipping point

 I haven't blogged in so very long, I can't remember when and I'm not going to stop this thought train to go and check. Suffice it to say, it's been awhile. But I showed up here to share (and document) a major event in the life of our family.  Before Moses came home, I would see adoptive families posting about their kiddos' "Tipping Point Days". I recently heard it called something else as well, but I'm too tired to think of it right now. Basically, it is the day when your adopted child has been with you for as long as they were not  with you. For kids that were adopted at 1 or 2 or 3, that seems to come quickly and maybe feels eventful, but not monumental. Well, when we got custody of Moses he was about 4 years and 9 months old. I remember coming back to America and seeing someone in my adoption group post about their 2 or 3 year old's Tipping Point Day and thinking I should figure out when Moses's would be. So I did. I sat down and figured ou

... of a patent

... or maybe, just maybe , I'm jumping the gun :) A good friend told me the other day that she and her husband have been leaving church after the worship because she can't sit for an extended time in the folding chairs. Our church did a great thing and bought inexpensive folding chairs for our sanctuary in order to 1)save money and 2)be able to use the empty room for community type events in the neighborhood during the week. This is awesome. I support their decision and so does my friend who is leaving after the worship (and watching the previous week's sermon from home). But she is pregnant. She already had back problems and now (of course!) they are worse. My back is just starting to bother me and I know that there are many pregnant women with back problems and normal people with back problems who whimper inside a little every time they enter a room and see folding chairs. Until now, I had just sort of reconciled myself to the fact that sitting in a folding chair was

...of my ER defense

Many of you may have been reading the updates about Abram's "condition" on Facebook. As I contemplated putting up the information about what was going on for all the world to see, I have to confess that I was thinking that everyone was going to think I was crazy. "Her kid can't stand up for a day and all of a sudden she's going to the emergency room right at bedtime?" Well, I'm here to justify myself (although I realize there really isn't a need for that, based on the amount of wonderful support I got from people) and tell you a little bit of what I learned - for those of you who might be interested in some medical knowledge you may not have known. Just so you know, I did not take pictures of this event, so there are none here to see. Pictorial documentation of your child's first ER visit isn't something you think of until after you leave with the assurance that everything is probably going to be ok. Looking back, there was a lot of