We finally got to meet our little girl face to face! I mean, kind of. We got to see her face. She didn't get to see ours. She is having to settle for our voices at the moment (which apparently she can hear well by now).
Now, I am a tough baby cuteness critic. I really am. When Abram was born, I had to keep reminding myself that he would get cuter as his face and head returned to their normal state and as he grew out of baby acne and Milia and all of that. Not that I didn't adore him from the moment he was born, I just wasn't completely gushing over his cuteness. I do now (I mean, obviously). But one disappointing picture we got of him was from his 20 week 3D ultra sound. He was pressed up against the placenta and refusing to cooperate and I kept thinking. "Is it wrong that I don't really want to show this to anyone?" I thought for sure it was just the picture, not him, but I was a little worried about his cuteness at that point. (I did share the picture in this post).
Maybe it's the fact that Selah's 3D picture is from 24 weeks (not 20), maybe it's because the placenta is on the back this time, maybe she's just a little more cooperative, but based on these pictures, I am not worried about this little one's cuteness.
She was kind of trying to block her face with every single one of her limbs at the same time, but she was only mildly successful. What do you think, does she look like her brother? Wow, it's weird to think of Abram as a brother.
So everything looks good! Here are pictures of tiny hands and feet (looks like all the digits are there).
Her brain, heart, spine, stomach, kidneys, etc all seem to be in the right place, the right size and functioning properly. The worry about my "low-lying" placenta is a thing of the past, as it is now clearly out of the way. So all signs point to awesome! She is measuring about 1 lb 5 oz and a week behind - meaning she's just a little small, but maybe we will have a May baby after all... She feels like an April girl to me, but we she see.
And here's a more "Oh yeah, she's pregnant" 24 week picture of me:
Maybe it's the fact that I'm trying to stretch a regular shirt over my soccer ball sized stomach.
On an Abram note, he is walking on his own initiative now! This morning Chelsea and I watched him stand up on his own (without me telling him) and walk over to something that was on the floor a few times. Up until this point, I've had to say, "Abram, stand up! Can you walk?!" every time he's done it. But I think we've turn the corner, people! Now we have to tackle tile and hardwood floors.
Oo. Quinn and I are going on a date tomorrow night. Any ideas about how we should use our 3 free hours on a potentially cool Austin winter night? I just don't want to end up at the Chuy's right next to our house like we do every time we go on a date. I think we are wanting to do something a little more special for once than my husband watching me gorge myself on chips and endless creamy jalapeno and then say I can't eat any of my main course because I'm so full. Wow, I'm a catch, huh?
Now, I am a tough baby cuteness critic. I really am. When Abram was born, I had to keep reminding myself that he would get cuter as his face and head returned to their normal state and as he grew out of baby acne and Milia and all of that. Not that I didn't adore him from the moment he was born, I just wasn't completely gushing over his cuteness. I do now (I mean, obviously). But one disappointing picture we got of him was from his 20 week 3D ultra sound. He was pressed up against the placenta and refusing to cooperate and I kept thinking. "Is it wrong that I don't really want to show this to anyone?" I thought for sure it was just the picture, not him, but I was a little worried about his cuteness at that point. (I did share the picture in this post).
Maybe it's the fact that Selah's 3D picture is from 24 weeks (not 20), maybe it's because the placenta is on the back this time, maybe she's just a little more cooperative, but based on these pictures, I am not worried about this little one's cuteness.
She was kind of trying to block her face with every single one of her limbs at the same time, but she was only mildly successful. What do you think, does she look like her brother? Wow, it's weird to think of Abram as a brother.
So everything looks good! Here are pictures of tiny hands and feet (looks like all the digits are there).
Her brain, heart, spine, stomach, kidneys, etc all seem to be in the right place, the right size and functioning properly. The worry about my "low-lying" placenta is a thing of the past, as it is now clearly out of the way. So all signs point to awesome! She is measuring about 1 lb 5 oz and a week behind - meaning she's just a little small, but maybe we will have a May baby after all... She feels like an April girl to me, but we she see.
And here's a more "Oh yeah, she's pregnant" 24 week picture of me:
Maybe it's the fact that I'm trying to stretch a regular shirt over my soccer ball sized stomach.On an Abram note, he is walking on his own initiative now! This morning Chelsea and I watched him stand up on his own (without me telling him) and walk over to something that was on the floor a few times. Up until this point, I've had to say, "Abram, stand up! Can you walk?!" every time he's done it. But I think we've turn the corner, people! Now we have to tackle tile and hardwood floors.
Oo. Quinn and I are going on a date tomorrow night. Any ideas about how we should use our 3 free hours on a potentially cool Austin winter night? I just don't want to end up at the Chuy's right next to our house like we do every time we go on a date. I think we are wanting to do something a little more special for once than my husband watching me gorge myself on chips and endless creamy jalapeno and then say I can't eat any of my main course because I'm so full. Wow, I'm a catch, huh?
Call Oak Haven up near lakeline mall and see if you can get in for a one hour couples massage ($23 per person right now I think).
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