Thursday, October 22, 2009

boy?girl?

On a walk up South Congress today a large black man, who appeared to be homeless, stopped me to let me know that the baby is a boy. I asked him how he knew and he said he could tell the future. Hmmm? I'm always curious about people who can tell the future- but have to beg for money at a bus stop.
Other sources of prediction, such as dreams and intuition of non strangers point in different directions. My friend April is pretty confident you can rely on dreams- So far all the dreams I've had about the baby star a baby girl. Sheri, Sean's sister is guessing girl as well. My mom and grandma are predicting boy.
I'm not carrying particularly low or high, I haven't lost my curves or acquired extreme acne, all theories of indicators. Neither Sean or I have a confident sense about wether it's a him or a her- and we don't really have a preference- So I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Another Ultrasound picture



Another profile- but this ones nice because you can see his/her little hand. The one on the right is hard to decode- it's the baby's nose as if you where looking up at it. you can just barely make out the nostrils towards the left side of the image.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Ultrasound


We had our ultrasound on Oct. 15. It was reassuring to see that Tiny is healthy as can be and very entertaining to see him/her squirming around in there. We didn't want to know the gender and we actually had the discipline to keep our eyes closed when the technician explored those areas. Sean said he was very tempted to peak- I think I was just so excited to see the baby I forgot about my curiosity about the gender. Here are some pictures.

Profiles

Feet.
3d face.
(These 3d images are always a little creepy. But I promise if you stare at it for days on end it gets really cute.)




Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Good Morning.

The last 2 days in a row I have been awaken not by the alarm, or the sun, or even the need to pee- but by my baby moving and kicking. It makes me smile and think about the fact that I will probably be awaken by that same little person every morning for many years to come.