The good news is, I finally got a picture of Kate's belly with a teensie weensie bit of her face in it too. The bad news is, in order to post this I first had to agree to a little compromise.
February 27, 2009
Belly Status (23 Weeks)
The good news is, I finally got a picture of Kate's belly with a teensie weensie bit of her face in it too. The bad news is, in order to post this I first had to agree to a little compromise.
February 23, 2009
Over Halfway There
Technically, we're right around 22 weeks. Halfway'ish.
And for the most part, Kate's pregnancy has been essentially trouble free. We pretty much expect to wake up one morning to find the baby has delivered itself. Maybe sitting on a chair in the corner reading a magazine and drinking some warm milk.
But, we realize there's still four months to go and a lot that could happen in between. (Fingers crossed that nothing does.)
Then, of course, there's also the next 18 years of this kid living under our roof. Keeping us up at night. Disobeying our rules. And eating all our food.
So, in that sense, we're really only 1/43 of the way there.
And for the most part, Kate's pregnancy has been essentially trouble free. We pretty much expect to wake up one morning to find the baby has delivered itself. Maybe sitting on a chair in the corner reading a magazine and drinking some warm milk.
But, we realize there's still four months to go and a lot that could happen in between. (Fingers crossed that nothing does.)
Then, of course, there's also the next 18 years of this kid living under our roof. Keeping us up at night. Disobeying our rules. And eating all our food.
So, in that sense, we're really only 1/43 of the way there.
February 20, 2009
Baby Clothes
We scoped out a few baby clothing stores while we were in Breckenridge. Love all the dinosaurs and horses. But, have to admit, not a big fan of baby clothes with quotations on them.
Ones written as if the baby were saying something.
"I love my gramma."
"What happens in my diaper, stays in my diaper."
"I'm with stupid."
Not that any of this isn't true. But, I'd rather let the baby speak for itself. (Or not, as the case may be.) Don't need anyone using our child's onesie to propel their own political agenda.
On the other hand, any outfit that makes our baby look like a small furry animal is not only acceptable, it's encouraged.
Ears. Tails. Antlers. Claws. The works.
Maybe it's that dressing a baby up like an animal makes it seem more like a pet. And I can handle taking care of a pet. It's the whole tiny human thing that still worries me.
Ones written as if the baby were saying something.
"I love my gramma."
"What happens in my diaper, stays in my diaper."
"I'm with stupid."
Not that any of this isn't true. But, I'd rather let the baby speak for itself. (Or not, as the case may be.) Don't need anyone using our child's onesie to propel their own political agenda.
On the other hand, any outfit that makes our baby look like a small furry animal is not only acceptable, it's encouraged.
Ears. Tails. Antlers. Claws. The works.
Maybe it's that dressing a baby up like an animal makes it seem more like a pet. And I can handle taking care of a pet. It's the whole tiny human thing that still worries me.
February 14, 2009
Movement
We felt the baby move for the first time this morning. It was a kick or a punch or a head butt or something. Not exactly sure.
Whatever it was, Kate's belly was definitely shaking.
Of course, there's a slight chance it was just gas. Or maybe a combination of both. Could have been the baby trying to tell Kate, "Hey lady, knock it off up there."
Whatever it was, Kate's belly was definitely shaking.
Of course, there's a slight chance it was just gas. Or maybe a combination of both. Could have been the baby trying to tell Kate, "Hey lady, knock it off up there."
February 13, 2009
Food Cravings
"Could someone please pass me the salt and the raisins?"
An actual quote from dinner with my family over the weekend. And yes, it came from Kate.
An actual quote from dinner with my family over the weekend. And yes, it came from Kate.
February 11, 2009
Back Pain
Kate's lower back muscles have gotten all tweaked out. And no matter how she contorts herself, it won't stop hurting. Like some insatiable itch that can't be scratched.
Must have something to do with the tiny human in her belly.
Conveniently, Kate got me a book ("The Expectant Father") that spells out the top ten things you should do for your pregnant wife. And giving her back massages made the list not once, but twice.
Hint taken.
As if Kate grabbing my hand, placing it on her back and ordering me to "Rub. Here. Now." was somehow too subtle.
Must have something to do with the tiny human in her belly.
Conveniently, Kate got me a book ("The Expectant Father") that spells out the top ten things you should do for your pregnant wife. And giving her back massages made the list not once, but twice.
Hint taken.
As if Kate grabbing my hand, placing it on her back and ordering me to "Rub. Here. Now." was somehow too subtle.
February 8, 2009
Still Growing
When we went to the doctor a couple of weeks ago, she told us the fetus was the size of a small mango. (Already blown past by the grape, plum and orange phases.)
Must be nearing the mass of a small cantaloupe by now.
Not sure when the size comparison to fruit ends. Kinda has to stop with the watermelon stage I suppose. Which hopefully, for Kate's sake, the baby doesn't reach until AFTER it's delivered.
February 4, 2009
Couvade Syndrome
According to a book Kate got me, as many as 90% of expectant fathers experience something known as the Couvade Syndrome. Also called sympathetic pregnancy.
Symptoms include weight gain.
And that's all I really have to say about that. Wanted to throw that out there. Put it on the record, you know. Just in case.
Symptoms include weight gain.
And that's all I really have to say about that. Wanted to throw that out there. Put it on the record, you know. Just in case.
Belly Status (19 1/2 Weeks)
As a side note, Kate hates it when I make her pose for these pictures. That's why I always have to crop her head out of the shots. So, you can't see her scowling at me.
February 3, 2009
Behavior Modification
Every baby book has a laundry list of things Kate can't put into her body for the next nine months. It's tough to keep track.
Luckily, Kate doesn't smoke, so she didn't have to make any major changes on that front. No heroin or crystal meth addiction. So, we're cool there too. Not drinking any alcohol has been a little trickier. But, not that much.
By far the most difficult thing for Kate to give up has been deli turkey. Her lunch staple. Wish there was a way I could determine how much turkey she's eaten while I've known her. It would be impressive. (And most likely a little disturbing.)
Even with all the preservatives, it's still gotta be the least detrimental thing on the list. I'm sure back in Biblical times, pregnant women were running around eating turkey heroes all day long. And their kids turned out mostly okay.
But, for now, she has to go cold turkey on the cold turkey.
Fortunately for me, I can still eat a footlong cold cut sandwich while drinking a beer, smoking a cigarette and shooting heroin between my toes. As long as I do it in the other room.
Luckily, Kate doesn't smoke, so she didn't have to make any major changes on that front. No heroin or crystal meth addiction. So, we're cool there too. Not drinking any alcohol has been a little trickier. But, not that much.
By far the most difficult thing for Kate to give up has been deli turkey. Her lunch staple. Wish there was a way I could determine how much turkey she's eaten while I've known her. It would be impressive. (And most likely a little disturbing.)
Even with all the preservatives, it's still gotta be the least detrimental thing on the list. I'm sure back in Biblical times, pregnant women were running around eating turkey heroes all day long. And their kids turned out mostly okay.
But, for now, she has to go cold turkey on the cold turkey.
Fortunately for me, I can still eat a footlong cold cut sandwich while drinking a beer, smoking a cigarette and shooting heroin between my toes. As long as I do it in the other room.
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