And, somehow, we are at 14 weeks!

Well, I realize that I haven't blogged in quite awhile.  It is amazing how the days slip by- between eating, playing, rocking, sometimes a nap here and there and then starting all over 2 hours later....I don't find that I have that much free time on the computer.  When I do, honestly, I am usually on Pinterest!

I know everyone says it, but man is this baby growing up fast! We'll start at the present- look at what she figured out how to do today!

To give you an idea of the bigness of this deal, let me tell you what Abigail was doing during tummy time a day ago. Oh, right, NOTHING!  She sucked on her fist during tummy time. Or she would squirm until she found her fist.... but today! Out of the blue! Turned over! Crazy! And, yes, I made her flip over several times before I took this video.

She has also started with some intense squealing. It's impressive and I will work on getting a recording for your listening pleasure. 

For now, please enjoy a few pictures from the last month!

Abigail on Mother's Day

I can't figure out how to rotate the video :( sorry.  Still fun!

Six Week Letter to Abigail

Abigail,

I'm afraid if I don't write some of this down, I will too quickly forget.   You are six weeks old today.  Six weeks ago, it was a" marvelous night that you were born."  But, man oh man, how marvelous each day has been since then.

You are holding your head up on your own more- you still hate tummy time, but enjoy being carried around like an older baby.   This is so you can look around...you look at everything.  I am pretty sure you can see farther than what the books say (just 15 inches away? I don't think so) as you stare at the fan with definite delight.

A week ago you started sleeping in your crib.  Apparently, we should have moved you from the packnplay sooner.  Since being in your crib you have dropped a night feeding.  I love the extra sleep, but I also still love watching you stretch in the middle of the night.

A day and half ago you made your first non-gutteral sound. You ahhed out of the blue. Ever since then you aah and coo constantly.  I love even this most basic communication.

You have the happiest eyes.  You smile more often, and I can tell your "social smile" is just days away.  I'm about to pee in my pants in anticipation of it.

Your grip is changing.  You grab onto my necklace and my shirt with the kind of intensity that claims me as your Mama.  Thank you.

P.S. Your thighs are delicious.

It's Been Awhile and Much Has Happened

So, what do you guys want to hear about? Do you want the "birth story"? or mainly just pictures? or do you want me to brag about how awesome Abigail is...?

hmmm. think about it and let me know in the comments!

Ugly Comparison

So, I was at recess today and was convinced to play four-square with the kids.  I dominate at four-square. Dominate.  It is a speciality.  Of course, within a few minutes, I was at the king position and I held up the basketball.  I turned and showed my profile to my students and held the basketball to the left of my belly at my waist. I asked the kids if they could see the basketball.  They couldn't.

Please, baby, I'm glad you are fully cooked and in there practicing your baby things. But, Mama isn't too excited about being bigger than a basketball at this point. Just letting you know.

The Baby Daddy

I am clearly at the point where it is very obvious that I am "with child."  Anyone walking by me at the store or in the parking lot (I would say on the street, but I actually don't walk by people on streets too often, it turns out) probably think to themselves, "That girl is pregnant."  That's it, "that girl is pregnant."  I'm guilty of this too-- the not-much-attention paid to the baby itself or the family behind that baby, that girl.

Here's what I would like for people to see when they see this particular pregnant belly:

The incredible father of this child.  The father who says goodbye to the baby every morning and goodnight to the baby every night.  The father who eagerly puts together all the baby's furniture.  The father who gets choked up at the thought of the enormous love that is coming.

The husband of this girl.  The husband who believes me beautiful despite all the reasons to not think so right now.  The husband who is proud of this girl and without a doubt trusts this girl to be the mother of his child. The husband who is patient. The husband who works hard without complaints.

Ultimately, this baby and this girl are propelled forward by the love of a sweet man, what a wonderful behind-the-scenes thing to have on our side.

Our Little Girl!

We had an ultrasound this afternoon to check the position of the baby, and to make sure her growth is on track. The last time we saw her was at 18 weeks and you could see her entire little body at once. We are now at 35 weeks, and she is quite a bit bigger! They estimated her weight at around 5 pounds 6 ounces. She is breathing, sucking on her fingers, tapping her fingers across her face, and her little heart is beating strong. So wonderful and relieving to see her doing so well!

Below are several images that we got from the ultrasound- these are pictures of pictures, but I think you can get the idea of how she looks right about now! One month until we get to hold the little sucker!

Here she is sucking her finger- which she pretty much did during the entire ultrasound.

Look at that nose!

Lips

Hands

Girl!

Just like Mama and Dad!