Andy & Jessica

To me: “Can I see the hole that you pee out of?”  (Uh, no.)

I almost envy the days of 40 years ago when pregnant women didn’t have ultrasounds and literally had no information about the baby until the baby popped out.  That was the case when my mom had us kids.  She knew nothing and thus really had nothing to worry about.  Now we know everything.  We know too much.  So, today I went to my first prenatal appointment with my OB-GYN.  We talked about the prenatal screening (maternal blood draw) that I was intending to do to check for chromosomal abnormalities and gender.  After the appointment, they were set to draw my blood to send it to the lab for the screening.  But, the OB-GYN was unable to detect the baby’s heartbeat with the Doppler.  She tried and she tried and she tried and she tried.  She finally asked me, “Have you been bleeding?”  I knew instantly that she suspected miscarriage.  She suggested I distract myself in the lobby until she could get me in for an ultrasound.  After more than an hour wait, I got in for an ultrasound.  Immediately, I saw baby, doing some amazing kung fu moves.  The baby was so active that his/her heartbeat was difficult to detect.  On top of that, the placenta is at the top of my uterus, acting as a sound buffer.  So, all is well, especially since I managed to not die of a heartattack during that hour long wait.  7-10 days until we’ll know a lot more about baby, including gender.

So, while I was writing my last post, Jude was crying, devastated about his really lost tooth.  He said, “Levi, when was the last time you saw my tooth?”  Levi bent down and plucked something white from the carpeting and said, “Is this it?”  That changed the mood around here real quick.  Jude’s happy, Levi’s happy and I’m now scrambling to see where I can find $2.

Jude lost a tooth today.  And, by that, I mean he REALLY lost it.  It was his 5th lost tooth.  A nice, white, shiny one.  Because of its shiny state, it would have been worth a cool $2, if he could only find it.  But, it’s REALLY lost.  I told him earlier to put it in a baggie and under his pillow so it’s ready for tonight.  But, he insisted on showing it off and it’s now REALLY lost.  I’m worried that the vacuum cleaner will find it in a couple days.

“Can’t Mom pee without a posse?”

“I’m planning something.  I just don’t know what I’m planning.”

“Are you parenting these kids?”

“Mommy, my heart is beeping.”

To Levi, “You know Mom’s rule:  If you want a hamburger, you have to bring it to her.”

Jude and I went to his OT (for handwriting appointment) today and nearly ran Asher and Levi over when he entered the garage.  Asher was gleeful and shouted, “We watched Mr. Rogers without you!”