Friday, June 26, 2009

Salt and Sugar

So much sadness going on this week with the passing of first, Ed Mcmahon, then Farrah Fawcett, then Michael Jackson. Michael Jackson's passing was definitely a shocker for us. Tim said he thought he would live until he was 90. I can't say that's what I thought, but I never thought about him passing too. Sad. We've been watching all of his old videos on BET and MTV for a few hours.
In the wake of all this tragedy, it does bring me joy to show off our little girl! We went for a 3D/4D u/s today at 930. All morning I had been nervous that a) she would be a boy, or b) she wouldn't cooperate. Although there would be nothing we could do if she sprouted a penis, I tried my best to be proactive in getting her to cooperate and not hide her face. I wanted her to put on a show. When the tech put the probe on my belly, we automatically saw that she had her arm over her face. I said, "Oh no!" The tech jiggled my belly a little, and she moved her arm. We got some good pictures and decent footage, but I had to do some moving around to get her to cooperate fully. We watched her yawn, open and close her mouth, stick out her tongue, and grab her cord to try to get it in her mouth. I may be biased but this kid is cute! So cute!
After about 15 minutes she put her little hand up, as if to say, "that's all folks" and turned around to face my back. It was cute, but that concluded our u/s. I thought it was a bit pricey at $165, but it was well worth it. It was such a good bonding experience and such a miracle to be able to see our daughter in action. We got 14 pictures, a dvd of the footage, and a cd with pictures on it.

This is my favorite pic. Look at those chunky cheeks!




This one was funny. For one thing she looks like she's smiling. She was also tickling or scratching her foot against her head.



We're in love!

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Quotes



These are the years, the gentle years,the soft and sentimental years
when wee little fingers reach and touch
and little eyes gaze with wonder and trust,
when you love so tenderly and so so much,
these are the gentle years.

These are the years, the rainbow years, the quiet, walk-on-tiptoes years,
the years of laughter and smiles and sighs
when both of you watch with misty eyes the tiny bed
where a cherub lies,
these are the rainbow years.

These are the years, the tender years, the blissful, sweet-surrender years,
when your little treasure from above
is the soul and purpose and center of your plans and dreams and dearest love,
these are the tender years.

- Barbara Burrow
 

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