Ultrasounds

Ultrasounds are a tricky thing ... on the one hand, you want so much to see this thing inside you, this bean of a person who changes your eating and sleeping habbits, who makes you cry at Nature Chanel commercials, and who has forced you to seperate your closet into BC (before conception) and AC (after conceptoin) clothing. You want to put a face to the name, so to speak. To see the little thing that makes you spend money on Graco and safety latches, not Grey Goose and sushi.

And then you get the sonogram pictures, and you're not sure if you're seeing a hand or a face; a leg or a spine, a baby or a sea monkey. Here are some of the scans from the last few months.

This one is our first, at 6 weeks. There's a little pice of baby fuzz in the middle of that black circle ... amazing how something so small can make such an immediate impact!

Waving "hello" at 16 weeks. This was the scan we found out we were having a girl. Well, not this picture, exactly, but this session.

This was at 19 weeks. Full on face shot. Please don't call her Skeletor ... I swear she'll get cuter.

34 weeks now ...

So amazing to see that she has his cheeks and my mouth ... only 6 more weeks now ...

Hyde Rapid Expansion Project - Second Trimester

Eighteen weeks here ... Still not really at the point where people could clearly tell I was pregnant. I knew.

















... and here's twenty weeks. I got brave and let Peter take a frontal pic. This was when women started saying, "Oh, it MUST be a girl ... Your hips have gotten so WIDE!" Um, thanks.





















This is at 22 weeks. It was a bad hair/lumpy belly week to say the least.


















22 Weeks and pretty much in love with her.

The Hyde Rapid Expansion Project - First Trimester

You know what's awesome? Finding out you're pregnant four days after your wedding. This is at five weeks.

Six weeks pregnant ... I think this was about the time I began bragging about how great I felt ... no morning sickness for me!

And this is eleven weeks ... right when I finished being more sick than I have ever been in my entire life. But, all my mom friends were right, I hit eleven weeks, and was back on track again!

Then I "popped" at twelve weeks. Let the rapid expansion begin.

Better Late Than Never

Today is June 5th ... that means our lives are changing (even more!) in about six weeks in what will, we are sure, a completely amazing way.

par·ent
(pâr'ənt, pār'-) n.
1. One who begets, gives birth to, or nurtures and raises a child; a father or mother.
2. An ancestor; a progenitor.
3. An organism that produces or generates offspring.
4. A guardian; a protector.
5. A parent company.
6. A source or cause; an origin: Despair is the parent of rebellion.

Since the Gingerich family movement to get Gramma Helen to blog (she hates the word, but has no idea what a cult following she would have!), it looks like it's up to me to start a place to post as our family grows. It seems slightly narcissistic, but when you're sure your baby will be the cutest in the entire world, what's a girl to do?