So, as you may have noticed there is a new page in the Little Bear site... The Nursery. Jim and I started putting together furniture for the baby's room this afternoon. Tomorrow's big project is to work on some of the Seuss decorations that will line the walls. Of course, there is still some miscellaneous stuff lying around the room that needs to be cleared out... But one thing at a time. :)
So yesterday Jim and I went in for our bi-monthly midwife appointment. Standard routine: checked all of my stats, blood pressure, heart rates (mine and hers), measured the belly (growing on schedule), etc. Then Hilary, my oldest friend who just so happens is also the midwife student looking after us, asked if we wanted to have another ultra sound. We were going to say no because, well, we didn't figure it is too healthy to keep assaulting the poor baby with all of that heat and energy and we knew that she was healthy, but Jim decided that he really wanted to see her again since it has been nearly 3 months since our last viewing. Ok, so, yes please Hilary.
We go into the examination room with the u/s machine and the head midwife of the center, Shari, comes in. She starts out by showing us that the baby is now in a head down position (yay!). Then she asked us what gender the doctor up in Toronto had told us the baby is. So, of course, proud as can be I said, "she's a girl". Well, apparently that is not the consensus. Shari said that she saw some protruding parts that as she put it, "I know I don't have". Hilary also says that she thought she saw some items that looked suspiciously male. Jim said he definitely saw something between the legs where he knew he had definitely not seen something 11 weeks ago. Personally, I could just make out the head and saw a little foot, but couldn't really identify parts beyond that... the resolution wasn't the best. Of course that dangling bit may have been a thumb or an umbillical cord, so we're now in a wait and see pattern.
But the summation of this story is that Morgan Jade may actually be an Owen Shae after all. Shari said that we could have another u/s done on Tuesday when we come back in for the birth class just to have another look and see, but to be honest, I'm not into it. As you may or not recall, back in April I posted up a survey to see how many people thought we should find out the gender of the baby. This was done because Jim wanted to know and I did not. The viewer results were locked in a dead heat, but Jim got his way and we asked the gender on the "big" ultra sound back in June. Well, we tried it his way and now we get it my way. Little Bear is officially back to being Little Bear until further notice, that is when s/he appears in November and the announcements are made.... although my father has decided that Mowen is a good compromise between Morgan and Owen.
So, only one short week after Uncles Dave, Rich and Anthony (Rich, how's that for perpetuating the myth?) secured approval to call the baby M.J. instead of Morgan (it was a VERY limited approval list), M.J. may no longer exist. Good thing I said absolutely no pink, eh?
Well, we're now approaching the final count down. Both Jim and I are both thrilled but also a little freaked out that Morgan, our LittleBear, will be here in just over 2 months.
We started our Birth classes at the midwife centre last night. Not at all what I expected. I had always had these images of a whole bunch of women lying around on the floor propped up by pillows and partners breathing. Instead we spent about 1 1/2 hours talking about breastfeeding and about 5-10 minutes of breathing. We did about 5 minutes of "exercises" but seriously, I get more exercise at home doing the laundry than I did last night. lol. Guess I shouldn't stop my gym runs or my yoga.
Jim went to a "Daddy Boot Camp" two nights ago and is not sure why he went. He says that the class was designed for a bunch of Cro-Magnon men who have no interest in domesticity or their wives in general. He learned such interesting facts as his wife may be tired from caring for the baby all day and that the should consider helping out in the kitchen. Now if that isn't the biggest joke ever in *this* house. Mind you, Jim already is the one who cooks dinner and does the vacuuming. He said he did learn an important point: most men out there really should not be given license to breed. :) I love my husband!
We returned two days ago from David and Chinatsu's wedding in NYC. We had a great time and Morgan got to do some preliminary bonding with her uncle and new aunt. Unfortunately Jim and I both forgot to bring our camera to the wedding so we have no pictures of our own. As soon as the rest of the family takes pity on us and sends us some I will post up some Morgan in semi-formal wear.
As for the belly shot... well, yes, we are over 2 weeks late, but I will post a 30 week 4 day picture up today. My oh my is that belly growing.
