My Little Bag of Sugar...
That's about the size she is according to the book Great Expectations. Each week they describe her weight by some physical object. In the past, she was about the size of an apple, or a small pot roast. This week (> 34 weeks) she should be over 5 lbs, about the size of a bag of sugar. Next week is awesome--she is the size of a small roasting chicken :)
Let's catch up on these past couple of weeks. Rebecca and I went on the hospital tour. Its a pretty nice place. There is plenty of space (hallways and such) to walk around and spend the time while early and active labor occurs. Also, we have been progressing along in our childbirth and newborn care class. So far we have discussed pain, labor, delivery, and drugs and as always we end each week with a breathing exercise. However, the best part is where we get ready for the breathing exercises. We all come together and find spots to sit down...you know, the classic guy, two pillows, girl sandwich. However, in order to form this sandwich, the women must get down to floor level. This is hilarious. Last week, I took the opportunity to listen to the process. Aside from my wife and a few others, a lot of the other women have...how should I put this delicately....some trouble making it to floor level. In fact, it sounds like the scene from the Family Guy, where Peter starts the NAAFP (the National Association for the Advancement of Fat People) and all of the "members" sit down. Well, if you know the scene, then this visual is hilarious. However, if you do not know the scene then you are probably thinking I am being very mean. But here, I encourage you to watch this scene...
...and now image 12-15 pregnant women trying to get to the floor. Enough said.
anyway, all is fine....the doctor appointments are going really well---Rebecca is measuring right on schedule and at 33 weeks, the baby was head down--this is a really good thing. Let's hope that she stays this way!!!!
Rebecca is doing pretty well, although the fatigue is setting in. She is at her best from the hour(s) of 9:45-10:15 am. After that---downhill. She is also getting real tired at night, so noone call us past like 7:25 or so...just kidding...not really...no, I'm just joking...or am I?
Well, for a while now people have asked me what our daughter's name was going to be. We have been keeping it a secret (plus the fact that we are only 99% certain and reserve the right to change it at anytime). However, I will give everyone a chance. Her name is hidden in the following puzzle. Good luck.
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anyway, here are week 34 pictures of my beautiful wife
talk to you soon.
1 comments:
Let's see it's either Def, Nop, or Stuv Sutton... Def Sutton would be a good nod to our 'hood, but I think Stuv Sutton has a certain air of dignity to it. Oh, and don't let Rebecca read this post since you're comparing pregnant chicks to fat people.
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