Jan 16, 2006- We had our ultrasound last week. You are so perfect. I absolutely can not wait to meet you. We have pictures of you now and a video. I look at the pictures all the time, and watch the video almost every day. You are quickly making me grow out of my clothes. I guess it is maternity clothes from now on. You weighed about 14.5 oz on Ultrasound Day (1.11.06). My doctor says you look fabulous. Everyone is excited to meet you out here, so grow big in there and come see us. I guessed your birth date as May 15th (about 10 days early). I guess you to weigh 6 pounds, 15 ounces-hopefully not much more. Love you and see you in May. Love, Mom.
March 18, 2006. Sweetpea, That's what your Dad calls you. We have been very busy getting your room ready. Putting in furniture and registering for all of the finishing touches, and I have been working a lot (45-50 hours a week). Dr. Veligati wants me to slow down a little because I am having a lot of Braxton-Hicks contractions, and she doesn't want me to go into preterm labor for your sake.
I'm about 30 weeks pregnant and you weigh about 3 pounds. My belly is starting to itch a lot more (last week I realized I was out of tummy butter at 11pm, so Daddy ran to the store (in the middle of the night) to get some to prevent me from having a mental break). Other than pinching my intercostal nerve when I slouch, you have caused me very few problems so far. See you in about 10 weeks. Love, Mom.
March 18, 2006. Good evening, Baby. You have been very active this past week or two. I don't know whether you are head down (vertex) yet or not, but you had better get that way soon. You are causing me some chest pain-because my rib cage is expanding (this is pretty painful). I am having fun registering for all of your goodies (some have already been bought). I Love You, Mom.
April 4, 2006. Well, Sweetheart. Another doctor's appointment again tomorrow. We have our first set of pregnancy photos on Thursday, and our first baby shower (which means gifts for you) on Saturday. Jana Brown and Amanda Roberts (soon-to-be Heeren) are throwing the shower. I think it will be lots of fun. Our first prenatal class was tonight, but Dad wasn't able to go-he was in Eastern Missouri, making money so we can afford you. Our next baby shower is on April 29th, and mostly for family. 7 and 1/2 weeks to go, I can hardly believe you will be here that soon. Can't wait to meet your precious little self. Dad is very excited, too. I love you so much already! Love, Mom
April 11, 2006. Baby, you are trying to cause problems in there. At our last appointment, my belly (fundal height) measured about 3 weeks behind normal for 32 weeks. Dr. Veligati sent me to Ultrasound right away to rule out intrauterine growth retardation or placenta problems. Your approximate weight was 4 pounds, 7 ounces, which is perfect for 32 weeks. The only problem now is you are still breech, so you had better get to flipping. Love, Mom.
June 10, 2006. Well, baby boy! You graced us with your amazing presence on the morning of Memorial Day, May 29, 2006, in the middle of a hailstorm. Almost a week late! Hearing "It's a BOY" in the delivery was the best surprise of my life! And you are my dream come true. Little man, above all else, you should know that you are loved.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
