Dear Baby Clay,
Well, you survived your first family Christmas. Okay, okay...this one doesn't really count. But you did get presents already. Uncle Joe and Aunt Kari gave you a vibrating bouncy seat. It has an owl on it. And the continued to follow my requested theme with a onesie with an owl saying "Whooos the cutest?" or something similar. I'm pretty sure you're going to live in that onesie, it's that cute. Also, Grandma Sween (it's strange to type that because I had a Grandma Sween and she was really nothing like your G'ma Sween. I'll tell you about her sometime. She was a very special lady.) gave you a monkey towel. She also already has a stocking for you. I'll have to pick one up as well at some after Christmas sale for 50% off. (You'll learn early on how I like a deal. Or you can just ask Aunt Jess about that. She has some thoughts on that one.) The monkey towel went with Grandma Sween's theme of monkeys. She made sock monkeys for everyone. Homemade. Yep, your grandma is very crafty. You'll learn that soon too. Once I told her I was sad because I never had a sock monkey and always wanted one. I told someone at work this too, and she gave me a sock monkey a couple weeks ago. So it turns out I did now own a sock monkey, but there was something very cool about having my mama make one for me. And that she shared that joy with everyone. Yes, the sock monkey was my favorite gift this year (okay, maybe second if you count the stroller that Dad and I bought for each other. I can't get over those owls.)
Maybe now is a good time to apologize to you if you don't really care for owls. Because I have a feeling there will be an abundance of them around you. I can't even tell you where my sudden love for all things owls sprung from. It just kind of started that day I found that plush, pastel owl at that drug store in Maine. Your Dad and Aunt Jess convinced me to buy it and cart it all the way back home. So really, if you hate owls, you can blame them.
Love,
Mama Clay
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Another Doc Appointment
Had another doctor's appointment today. Nothing too interesting to report. I did gain 3 pounds since last month. But that might just be from all the Christmas goodies I've been eating. Today I had to unbutton my jeans for them to be comfortable. I originally blamed this on the fact that I put them in the dryer, but maybe it has something to do with those three pounds. Either way, I don't think I look overly pregnant yet. Still at that stage where people who don't know are probably looking at me and thinking to themselves "Is that girl pregnant or just big in the middle?" It will be nice in a few more weeks when I have conclusive proof that it's a baby and not my love of frosted sugar cookies.
We heard the heartbeat again too. It's always nice to know baby's still doing alright in there. It's hard to tell when I don't feel anything. Maybe in a couple weeks or so.
Oh yeah, and our stroller came last week. I know it's way to early to buy one, but I really loved the particular pattern. Papa Clay read about it online, mostly looking for safety information and what not, and found that the company was only making that pattern for a year. So if I wanted to be sure I got the brown and green stroller with the owls on it, I had better purchase it now. So we did. We took it out of the box and assembled it. Then we tested how to lock the baby seat in, recline the back, fold it down with just one hand. After that, we chased the dogs around the room with it. Then we put Emerson in it and took pictures. He was not pleased.
"I hate this, I hate this, I hate th...Oh, look at the cute owls."
We heard the heartbeat again too. It's always nice to know baby's still doing alright in there. It's hard to tell when I don't feel anything. Maybe in a couple weeks or so.
Oh yeah, and our stroller came last week. I know it's way to early to buy one, but I really loved the particular pattern. Papa Clay read about it online, mostly looking for safety information and what not, and found that the company was only making that pattern for a year. So if I wanted to be sure I got the brown and green stroller with the owls on it, I had better purchase it now. So we did. We took it out of the box and assembled it. Then we tested how to lock the baby seat in, recline the back, fold it down with just one hand. After that, we chased the dogs around the room with it. Then we put Emerson in it and took pictures. He was not pleased.
"I hate this, I hate this, I hate th...Oh, look at the cute owls."
Sunday, December 13, 2009
So I've been neglectful about the blog. But to be fair, I haven't had a whole lot to say lately. Things have felt mostly "normal." That is, I'm not really sick. I'm not really tired. I don't feel a baby yet. I only barely look like I might have one growing in there. So what does one talk about?
Well, on Thursday I had my second sonogram. That proved interesting. Certainly more than the first one, where Baby Clay looked like little more than a squiggle on the screen. This time, Baby was what the sonographer described as "wiggly." Yep, Baby was certainly moving quite a bit. In the time that I was there, Baby flipped completely over. And during most of the picture taking, Baby looked like it was bucking or something. Very cool. I can't believe it's moving so much inside there and I can't feel a thing. The baby book says I may start feeling it around 15 weeks. That's only about 2 weeks away. If the baby continues to move as much as it was, I'll never sleep again. Way to prepare me for when you're actually born, Baby.
In other news, we were at Target the other day and wandered into the baby section. Papa Clay decided he just had to buy something for the baby. So we settled on a light green/blue/yellow comforter. It has an owl on it (I guess that's going to be our theme. I like it. I've never seen an owl baby room before. Jungle animals, sure. Noah's ark, of course. But owls? I have to admit it's a little weird. But then again, aren't owls always a symbol of intelligence?). And also a big letter "C" that's supposed to stand for "caterpillar," but I'm sure it's really meant to be "Clay." Perfect. We also found a sweet stroller with owls on it. After PC read online that it's a special model made only for Target and only in limited quantities, we decided we better just purchase one while it's still available. So yesterday we hopped on Amazon and did just that. Our first major baby purchase. Looks like we'll have to start making some room for Baby and all it's stuff.
I can't believe I also forgot to mention what else I learned at the sonogram on Thursday. I asked the lady if she could tell gender, fully assuming she would say it's way too early. The book says 20 weeks. But the lady said she had a guess that was better than 50% (which I could guess at 50% accuracy). She says girl, which is what I've thought all along. I'm not getting too attached to that idea since it is so early. I'll wait until we're at about 90% accuracy. However, I did take a few minutes to browse through the baby girl section in Old Navy the other day. Eesh. If I have a girl, I'll go broke from buying clothes. There are just so many cute things out there for little girls. And I want them all.
Other things to note:
--My boobs are officially a cup size larger.
--Pepperoni and my digestive system are not friends.
--I went into a maternity clothes store looking for a new bra. I also tried on a couple pairs of pants--they have pillows in the fitting rooms that you're supposed to use to measure how big you'll be in a few months. Ack! Soon I won't see my feet.
--We got some good cream for stretch marks from PC's mom. He's been rubbing it on my belly every night. I think he's more worried about stretch marks than I am. Isn't there just a surgery to fix that?
Well, on Thursday I had my second sonogram. That proved interesting. Certainly more than the first one, where Baby Clay looked like little more than a squiggle on the screen. This time, Baby was what the sonographer described as "wiggly." Yep, Baby was certainly moving quite a bit. In the time that I was there, Baby flipped completely over. And during most of the picture taking, Baby looked like it was bucking or something. Very cool. I can't believe it's moving so much inside there and I can't feel a thing. The baby book says I may start feeling it around 15 weeks. That's only about 2 weeks away. If the baby continues to move as much as it was, I'll never sleep again. Way to prepare me for when you're actually born, Baby.
In other news, we were at Target the other day and wandered into the baby section. Papa Clay decided he just had to buy something for the baby. So we settled on a light green/blue/yellow comforter. It has an owl on it (I guess that's going to be our theme. I like it. I've never seen an owl baby room before. Jungle animals, sure. Noah's ark, of course. But owls? I have to admit it's a little weird. But then again, aren't owls always a symbol of intelligence?). And also a big letter "C" that's supposed to stand for "caterpillar," but I'm sure it's really meant to be "Clay." Perfect. We also found a sweet stroller with owls on it. After PC read online that it's a special model made only for Target and only in limited quantities, we decided we better just purchase one while it's still available. So yesterday we hopped on Amazon and did just that. Our first major baby purchase. Looks like we'll have to start making some room for Baby and all it's stuff.
I can't believe I also forgot to mention what else I learned at the sonogram on Thursday. I asked the lady if she could tell gender, fully assuming she would say it's way too early. The book says 20 weeks. But the lady said she had a guess that was better than 50% (which I could guess at 50% accuracy). She says girl, which is what I've thought all along. I'm not getting too attached to that idea since it is so early. I'll wait until we're at about 90% accuracy. However, I did take a few minutes to browse through the baby girl section in Old Navy the other day. Eesh. If I have a girl, I'll go broke from buying clothes. There are just so many cute things out there for little girls. And I want them all.
Other things to note:
--My boobs are officially a cup size larger.
--Pepperoni and my digestive system are not friends.
--I went into a maternity clothes store looking for a new bra. I also tried on a couple pairs of pants--they have pillows in the fitting rooms that you're supposed to use to measure how big you'll be in a few months. Ack! Soon I won't see my feet.
--We got some good cream for stretch marks from PC's mom. He's been rubbing it on my belly every night. I think he's more worried about stretch marks than I am. Isn't there just a surgery to fix that?
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