As Doug and I continue on our path to our miracle baby, we decided to do professional photos to commemorate our current state. Somehow these photos made everything seem more real. I can see our daughter on film...and I am grateful beyond words!
Here they are, courtesy of KH Photography.
Our journey through life's ups and downs, ins and outs, outbursts of joy and tears of sadness.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Crazy hormonal ramblings to follow...
Last night Doug and I were discussing Crazy Girl. This is the term used to lovingly describe hormonal me. She comes out occasionally for a brief, tearful moment, and generally goes nicely back into hiding after a little bit of snuggling and reassurance. I have noticed, however, that pregnancy hormones put her into over-drive.
I cry at everything. A missing sock, a broken nail, not being able to find my nail polish in the right shade of pink, the rugs in the house not being in the right place by an inch or two (or twelve).
I have lost my mouth sensor. I tend to say what pops into my head, and that isn't always a good thing. I actually told a coworker to "shut up and do his job" when he complained to me about the time it would take him to do something the other day (and yes, I did call back and apologize-- in tears of course).
I throw tantrums. My poor closet bears the brunt of these tantrums as they are normally about a certain shirt not fitting when it did two days prior.
When I am hungry, I am HUNGRY. NOW. Not 10 minutes from now, but N-O-W. And most likely I am craving something that is on the don-not-eat-when-pregnant list which will most likely end with me in tears.
Sigh....
Yes, I do love being pregnant. I love feeling my baby move, I love her little hiccups, I love hearing her little heartbeat pumping away.
However, I do miss feeling a little more sane. I'd like to take Crazy Girl and shove her back into her cage for a while, and just be normal...well, as normal as I can be LOL!
I cry at everything. A missing sock, a broken nail, not being able to find my nail polish in the right shade of pink, the rugs in the house not being in the right place by an inch or two (or twelve).
I have lost my mouth sensor. I tend to say what pops into my head, and that isn't always a good thing. I actually told a coworker to "shut up and do his job" when he complained to me about the time it would take him to do something the other day (and yes, I did call back and apologize-- in tears of course).
I throw tantrums. My poor closet bears the brunt of these tantrums as they are normally about a certain shirt not fitting when it did two days prior.
When I am hungry, I am HUNGRY. NOW. Not 10 minutes from now, but N-O-W. And most likely I am craving something that is on the don-not-eat-when-pregnant list which will most likely end with me in tears.
Sigh....
Yes, I do love being pregnant. I love feeling my baby move, I love her little hiccups, I love hearing her little heartbeat pumping away.
However, I do miss feeling a little more sane. I'd like to take Crazy Girl and shove her back into her cage for a while, and just be normal...well, as normal as I can be LOL!
Monday, April 4, 2011
Baby Samantha Update- 29 weeks
For a family surprise, Doug and I scheduled our second 3D ultrasound for when my family would be in town. My parents, grandmother, great aunt, two aunts, sister in law, niece and cousin were all in attendance as we checked in our our little girl.
I shed tears of joy watching this precious child on screen. She is getting chubby, and my Dad was astounded at how much she already resembles my newborn photos. She opened her mouth, and also opened her eyes. She kept one fist tightly clenched near her face, and kicked at the tech when we tried to take a peek at her feet.
Here are a few photos from the ultrasound session:
Doug and I are still in such awe that this is our daughter. I am so thankful for this amazing blessing!!
I shed tears of joy watching this precious child on screen. She is getting chubby, and my Dad was astounded at how much she already resembles my newborn photos. She opened her mouth, and also opened her eyes. She kept one fist tightly clenched near her face, and kicked at the tech when we tried to take a peek at her feet.
Here are a few photos from the ultrasound session:
Doug and I are still in such awe that this is our daughter. I am so thankful for this amazing blessing!!
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