This is pretty much how I picture Nino except instead of a branch, he's dangling from my pancreas."Hey! What’s going on out there?!!!"
Okay so this baby is moving around like a wild mongoose downed 6 slurpees. There is nothing comparable to the feeling of Nino moving around and kicking the crap out of my insides. The day I knew that the flutterings I felt, truly were my little martian moving, I was elated. It was after hours at work, and I was alone. Suddenly I felt the teeniest little tap tap tap. I stopped typing the email I was working on and sat completely still. There it was again TAP TAP. “Yeah that’s not coming from the fart factory” I thought. “That is my baby.”
I didn’t feel him again for a couple of days, but now it is a daily occurrence. He kicks all the time and a few days ago, Fran and I were lounging on our King’s chair. The King’s chair is our main comfy sitting surface. It isn’t quite as big as a loveseat, but it is bigger than a recliner. Anywho, there we were all squished together in the King’s chair and I tell him “hey Baby be kickin.” I didn’t actually think he’d be able to feel the kicks on the outside of my body yet, but he immediately put his hand on my belly to check. And you wouldn’t believe how hard Nino kicked. It was like he wanted to impress Dad. It went from tap tap tap to BAM BAM BAM! “Yeah, you feel that? I’m strong as hell ya'll!”
This of course was one of the most excellent of moments.
We had our ultrasound Friday. I’d post pictures but we only got a DVD recording and I’m completely in the dark about how to create stills from it. I’m sure you guys don’t want to see the whole damn thing either. I mean, I’ve watched it thrice and plan to watch it another 16 times, but I'm guessing it would be kind of boring for the folks who aren't actually related to us. If I figure out how to post a short version, I will. The ultrasound doc tells me Nino is growing exactly as he should and that all of his stuff seems to be developing fantastically. There are a couple of things I need to go back for since Nino, the break dancing little monkey, wouldn't stop long enough for us to check everything. I'm going in tomorrow to follow up. Hopefully I don't cave and accidentally ask the tech to tell me the gender. Fran won't be with me this time to keep me in check. Wish me luck.
Okay so this baby is moving around like a wild mongoose downed 6 slurpees. There is nothing comparable to the feeling of Nino moving around and kicking the crap out of my insides. The day I knew that the flutterings I felt, truly were my little martian moving, I was elated. It was after hours at work, and I was alone. Suddenly I felt the teeniest little tap tap tap. I stopped typing the email I was working on and sat completely still. There it was again TAP TAP. “Yeah that’s not coming from the fart factory” I thought. “That is my baby.”
I didn’t feel him again for a couple of days, but now it is a daily occurrence. He kicks all the time and a few days ago, Fran and I were lounging on our King’s chair. The King’s chair is our main comfy sitting surface. It isn’t quite as big as a loveseat, but it is bigger than a recliner. Anywho, there we were all squished together in the King’s chair and I tell him “hey Baby be kickin.” I didn’t actually think he’d be able to feel the kicks on the outside of my body yet, but he immediately put his hand on my belly to check. And you wouldn’t believe how hard Nino kicked. It was like he wanted to impress Dad. It went from tap tap tap to BAM BAM BAM! “Yeah, you feel that? I’m strong as hell ya'll!”
This of course was one of the most excellent of moments.
We had our ultrasound Friday. I’d post pictures but we only got a DVD recording and I’m completely in the dark about how to create stills from it. I’m sure you guys don’t want to see the whole damn thing either. I mean, I’ve watched it thrice and plan to watch it another 16 times, but I'm guessing it would be kind of boring for the folks who aren't actually related to us. If I figure out how to post a short version, I will. The ultrasound doc tells me Nino is growing exactly as he should and that all of his stuff seems to be developing fantastically. There are a couple of things I need to go back for since Nino, the break dancing little monkey, wouldn't stop long enough for us to check everything. I'm going in tomorrow to follow up. Hopefully I don't cave and accidentally ask the tech to tell me the gender. Fran won't be with me this time to keep me in check. Wish me luck.
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good luck, except that i secretly hope that you accidentally find out the gender. i love you!!
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