Monday, February 21, 2011

Peek-a-boo!

Hi, everyone!  Lots of news to report!  We went to the doctor this morning and had our final ultrasound.  Baby Margaret was full of herself.  We had an opportunity to do the 4D ultrasound, but she was playing Peek-a-boo.  Both arms and legs were over her face.  All we saw was her behind...she gets this from her daddy.  She is about as long as a loaf of bread and weighs about 3 pounds.  We were actually able to see on the ultrasound that she has hair!!!!

My mom and I spent the afternoon shopping and unfortunately Baby Margaret has more clothes than I do.  It was lots of fun and I think we (my mom and I) are now considered Valued Customers at quite a few stores. (Thanks, Mom!!!)

On another note, I encountered my first "baby" problem with Brent this weekend.  We were out shopping and he wanted to buy the baby something (this is not unusual...he has bought her more clothes than I have).  So, we are standing in the store and he picks up a pair of blue overalls (very, very unattractive overalls).  Mind you, these were not just generic overalls, they were for boys (even the lady at the store agreed). After finally convincing him these were not the overalls for us, he proceeded to find another boy outfit.  I again explained, "Honey, I believe that is for a little boy."  He responded, "You're just going to have to get over this whole boy clothes/girl clothes thing."  Now, I know what you are all thinking...has he lost his mind???  Don't worry, I'm planning an intervention now, and if that doesn't work, I'm turning to Jenny (Brent's sister).  If anyone can set him straight on girlie stuff, she's the one.

We have also continued to make some progress in getting the nursery ready.  Crib - check.  Baby bedding - check.  Antique rocker recovered - check.  More pink clothes than we will ever need - check.  I think we're on the right path.  I still need to get some "stuff" to go on the walls, and as soon as I do, I will post some pictures.

Also pictured below is Brent with the stroller and carseat his dad sent us (thanks, Daddy Reese!).  All of you can thank me later for not allowing Brent to have creative control over the pictures.  He had visions of me posing with the stroller, pointing into the air, and all kinds of craziness.  (I know, you are all very surprised, but it's true.)

First glimpse of her face (obstructed by her leg)

Week 28

Proud Papa!
Hope everyone is well...we'll write in two weeks!