.: A Pregnancy Update

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A Pregnancy Update

Last Friday we had a scan done of the baby. At 20 weeks there is still not much fat on the growing baby so the scan pictures don’t look that good. By 32 weeks they look so much cuter.

I was undecided about whether to find out the sex, but Tony was absolutely adamant that we didn’t. (I was secretely hoping he might change his mind about coming to the scan so that I could find out and not tell him, but now I’m glad I don’t know.)
The technician stayed well away from the leg area so neither of us have the slightest clue if we are having a girl or a 4th boy! I don't even have a feeling or an instinct! I just hope the doctor remembers the words "It's a boy" or "It's a girl" and doesn't leave me in suspense on the operating table (I'll be having another Caesarean).
It’s fun not knowing!! Only 4 months to go and we'll know for the rest of our lives anyway. My hosptial bag will simply have to have a little blue bonnet and a little pink bonnet for either or!
The scan appointment cost us $120 and for that price I definitely wanted a good picture of the baby (Tony was being the typical male telling the technican not to worry about it and it didn’t matter, so long as everything was okay with the baby). Throughout the scan the baby was curled up on it’s tummy with its head mostly down and it’s facial features not very visible. After several failed attempts to get the baby to change position we eventually took a short walk outside. When we came back the baby had turned it’s head just enough for this photo. Good baby!

All three of our boys have been born breech (hence the C-sections) so we are curious to see if this one will be too.

It would seem that my pregnancy hormones have definitely kicked in. Last week the 2nd counselor in our bishopric released me as nursery leader. I cried, and for a moment I wasn't sure if I was going to stop! I have LOVED my calling as nursery leader (with the exception of a few tough times here and there) and I simply wasn’t prepared to be released so soon. Now I have to go off to Relief Society and I’m not looking too forward to that. It will take me a while to release myself from the little children, my really wonderful assistants, my responsibilities AND my perfectly organized nursery cupboard! Fortunately the 2nd counselor has just had a newborn so he knows all about emotional mum's-to-be.

I have been counting my luck over the last five months that I haven’t experienced any muscle cramping in my legs during the night, as most woman do. I had them with all three boys and they were not fun. About 5am the other morning I stretched out my leg and had one of the worst muscle spasms in my calve. I practically broke out into a sweat with the pain and had to focus on my breathing to get through it. Anyone would have thought I was in labour having contractions!

I finally got out all my maternity clothes. Ashton seemed excited over the big box of unpacked clothes and asked if they were my "fat clothes"? Then he asked if he could try some on!!

Then yesterday Ashton was upstairs with me in our bedroom while I was getting dressed. We were talking and I casually said to him that I was going to choose one of my maternity tops to wear (I've been wearing normal t-shrits and clothes up until now). Ashton excitedly asked if he could pick out a top for me and then he said, "I want to take your photo." Ashton is really helping to make this pregnancy so much fun.

I have been able to disguise my pregnancy well until now as my tummy is quite small (smaller than I was with the boys). I think it is simply due to the fact that I lost weight before I got pregnant this time and was in better shape than I was in the past. It has been a lot of fun surprising people with our news and to have them shocked that I'm already five months along. Last week I went to a luncheon with some friends from church. Although we use to be in the same ward, we now all live in different neighbourhoods and attend different wards. During our lunch we talked about Christmas shopping, camping over the holidays, kids, etc. and then two of my friends started talking about how they were mentally and physically done with having babies and toddlers. Then they turned to me, questioning whether I was mentally and physically done. I surprised them with my little baby bump and apparently-not news and I will never forget the shocked, but excited and happy look on their faces - what fun!

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Ashton walking into the supermarket quietly whispers to himself: "Please can I have macaroni and cheese, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Ashton: "I want to live with Jesus." Mummy: "Why?" Ashton: "Because he be nice to me and he gives me bread and water!"

Mummy, examining Ashton's legs, and thinking: My goodness, what hairy legs. Ashton, unimpressed with Mummy's examination, pulls away: "Don't touch them. I'm growing Daddy legs!"

Hayden gets upset at Ashton: "Right Ashton, that's it! I'm telling Jesus on you!"

Ashton with a cold: "I'm snotty as a piggy."

Hayden: "The sun is burning my eyeballs."

Hayden: "Mummy, how come your penis is missing?"

Hayden: "I get the bigger piece of cake because my skeleton is bigger."

Hayden (3yrs old) sees me get dressed in the morning and stares at my breasts with a confused look..."What thooooose be for???"

Hayden: "I don't want to finish my pizza, it's got blood all over it."

Hayden: "Ashton hit me in the heart."

Hayden learns the planets at Preschool: Mercury, Earth, Mars, Jupiter and Penus!

Hayden (shopping with me and whining): "My brain hurts forever because you haven't buyed me anything."

QUOTES

Like the changing leaves of fall...My little boy is now a man.
--Author Unknown

Boys are God's way of telling you that your house is too neat!
--Author Unknown

There never has been, nor will there ever be, anything quite so special as the love between a mother and a son.
--Author Unknown

Boys are found everywhere - on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.
--Alan Marshall Beck

Something For A Giggle....

I Owe My Mother ....

My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE. "If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."

My mother taught me RELIGION. "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL. "If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

My mother taught me LOGIC. " Because I said so, that's why."

My mother taught me MORE LOGIC. "If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

My mother taught me FORESIGHT. "Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

My mother taught me IRONY. "Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS. "Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM. "Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

My mother taught me about STAMINA. "You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

My mother taught me about WEATHER. "This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY. "If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE. "I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION. "Stop acting like your father!"

My mother taught me about ENVY. "There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION. "Just wait until we get home."

My mother taught me about RECEIVING. "You are going to get it when you get home!"

My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE. "If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way."

My mother taught me ESP. "Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

My mother taught me HUMOR. "When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT. "If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

My mother taught me GENETICS. "You're just like your father."

My mother taught me about my ROOTS. "Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

My mother taught me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

My mother taught me about JUSTICE. "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!