I love technology….and modern medicine and the fact that because of those two things I get to have a glimpse at what this growing baby looks like at 20 (+/-) weeks before he makes his arrival (or before she makes her arrival). It’s truly amazing to see this tiny little baby….perfectly formed (we even got to count 5 fingers on one of the hands….he wouldn’t hold the other one still enough to do any counting), wiggling and kicking, yawning, covering his/her eyes and even sucking his/her thumb.
Today was a bitter sweet though because as we were in the hospital relishing at our perfect little growing baby, a friend of mine was in the very same hospital undergoing a DNC because of a molar pregnancy. This was their 3rd child too, and their first two are very close in age to Makenzie and Micah. Join me in praying for their family tonight!
We took both kids to the ultrasound – Micah was bored quickly and threw a huge fit, so Tom had to take him out in the hall. Makenzie was pretty intrigued at first but when she figured out that we weren’t going to know if we were having a boy or a girl she lost her interest….she’s convinced we’re having a girl (and truth be told, I think might be a bit disappointed if I call from the hospital to say she has brother instead!) Micah man says it’s a boy….probably more to disagree with his sister than anything….that’s just Micah! And if we’re all voting….Tom says girl, I say boy – and in April we’ll all find out!
Baby is measuring nearly a week big according to the ultrasound – but somehow weighs only 12 little tiny ounces. A little depressing given that I’ve gained a whole lot more than 12 ounces in the last 20 weeks. The entire 16 oz container of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream I’ve eaten over the last 3 days probably isn’t going to help that either.
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