How Do Plants Grow?

It was a beautiful Saturday morning this Memorial Day weekend. So, I decided to take Baeleigh outside to bounce around on her hop ball. She hopped up and down the front yard but soon tired of it and started picking the random violets that seem to be growing all over what is left of our front landscaping. She picked one up and showed it to me and says, "Mommy, flowers grow with photosynthesis." Yes, just as matter of fact as that. My mouth dropped open. "What did you say?" "Where did you learn that?" "School," she says. Wow. I was so proud, shocked but proud.

Day at the Zoo...and Seeing Baby Gavin too

Baeleigh had a great day at the zoo yesterday. We hit a little bit of traffic getting there, so it was sort of a rushed visit, especially since we needed to leave early to go to my sonogram, but still a fun day. Bae was rushing around from exhibit to exhibit, dragging Daddy off in every direction she could. It was great to have him there because it turned out to be a bit much for me in terms of walking. They were always ahead of me, and Tommy was able to pick her up to see over the groups which was really nice. We got to see lots of animals - the pandas, elephants, toucans, gorillas, lions, tigers, hippos. We couldn't pull Baeleigh away from the elephants. She kept racing up and down the elephant house to see this one poor elephant, who seemed like he wanted to just dodge us all. But the highlight of the day was when we were watching the gorillas outside. There was one male silverback gorilla that obviously was boss. He turned away from us and slowly walked up to one of the other gorillas, then just suddenly rushed him, beating his chest and hooting at him. It made the whole crowd gasp. My hair stood up on the back of my neck and arms. It was chilling but awesome to see. It only lasted about 5 seconds and then it was over, but you could see just how powerful he was. The beating of his chest sounded like drums that echoed throughout the exhibit.



We made our way to lunch and let Baeleigh chow down with her friends. You can see a picture of her little pack of friends sitting on the wall in the slideshow. Then, we made a mad dash for the car to make it to our 2pm sonogram. This was Bae's first glimpse at her new little brother. He's doing very well, weighing 3lbs and 9 oz. Hair on his head, looking like his daddy already. One pic reminds me of Baeleigh sleeping on the couch when she was really tiny. So, I have a feeling they will have very similar features. Here's a pic of him above but you can also see new pics in the "pregnancy pics" link. Baeleigh just sat there quiet staring at the screen, but she was able to distinguish his eyes and nose in this photo. Only six more weeks to go....scheduled for July 7.

Lions, Tigers, and Babies..Oh MY!

We're off to the zoo tomorrow. Going on a field trip - Tommy and I as chaperones. Though, luckily I think, only chaperoning our own daughter. Should be very fun! Baeleigh changes her mind on a daily basis as to what animal she wants to see - panda, monkeys, elephant, to name a few.

But later that afternoon we also get to see another sneak preview of our second little addition. It's a growth check, just to make sure everything's normal. This will be Baeleigh's first time seeing her little brother as well. So, I'm excited to see her reaction.

Meanwhile, I count my days down to maternity leave. I'm hoping to be scheduled for July 7. The c-section just seems like the better option than dealing with any potential additional risk incurred from trying to have a VBAC (natural after c-section). I can't wait to see him and hold him!

P.S. A couple more pix on "pregnancy pics". I'm hoping to get a few more sono pix up, especially those from tomorrow. Stay tuned!

Little Tickles

Yes, I need to post more preggers pics and will soon. But I was just thinking the other day as Baby Godfrey once again tickles me from the inside that I don't recall Baeleigh ever doing that. Baby is so much more active than Baeleigh was in utero. I guess that was from her being pinned down with the umbilical cord three times against my rib cage. But this one, oh no, he's doing full somersaults in there.

The new thing is little tickles though - I don't know if it's Baby's toes, fingers, or what but it's definitely some small part of his body that likes to tickle my sides. Like a little flutter against my side...from the inside. Coochie-coo, mommy.

Then, there is the no so ticklish jamming of the toes or arm into my hip, rib or my personal favorite a utter disregard for my weak little bladder and he just flat out "sits" down on it. It's almost a daily occurrence that I have just barely made it to the bathroom from the immense pressure.

Yesterday, something was pushed so hard against the wall of my belly - I'm guessing a shoulder or a head - that it had formed this weird cone off to the left of my belly button. I thought I was going to have a reinactment of the scene from the movie "Total Recall". :)

I guess the next phase will be the stretching out of the entire body. Baeleigh was good at that. I had to kinda lean backwards to breathe and get her to resituate herself. Though, I have noticed that it's becoming harder to get a deep breath lately.

Oh the fun of the third trimester! ;)

Pizza Man, Newspaper Delivery Boy, Milk man

Just about every morning (early morning) we are awoken to Baeleigh lightly knocking on our bedroom door (we have a safety knob on the outside to keep certain someone's out). She then proceeds to go through just about any excuse she can think of to get us to get up and open the door to let her in. This morning it was, "mommy, Mooooommmy, ....you didn't turn my fan on last night." It can range from "I'm hungry" to "my arms are cold". She cycles through a new excuse when the first didn't work until either we give and open the door, or tell her to go back to bed.

Anyway, it reminds me of the Saturday Night Live skit with Chevy Chase as the shark that tries to get people to open their front door with lies about who he really is so that he can eat them - "Postman", "Newspaper delivery boy", "Pizza". I can't help but at least snicker just about every time I start to hear the tapping on the door.