That's right! We went in for our ultrasound yesterday, and our awesome doctor told us that I was right. :) We're having a second baby girl, and we're thrilled. Well, I think Matthew will have to warm up to the idea a little bit, but we were just happy that baby is healthy. I told her about my sister in law losing her baby in December due to Triploidy, and she understood why I was so tense and nervous. I know that the odds are so incredibly small, but when you see someone you know go through that it makes it all the more real that those things do happen to normal people. Anyway, baby is healthy, growing right on track. She's in the 48th percentile, so she really is right on track. We were just glad to hear there was only one!
We were a little worried at first that she wouldn't show us anything. She had her legs crossed AND her hand covering that area. But we got all the measurements of everything and then I rolled over on my side to try and get her to move. We did finally see that it was a girl, but my doctor never could get pictures of the spine or profile, so we have another ultrasound next month. That's ok with me! I love seeing my little bug in there!
As for names, we have no idea. We had a boy name all picked out and ready, but we never could really decide on a girls name. Matthew likes Bentley or Willow for a girl. I like Elizabeth. We'll see what happens... we may end up with a different name completely.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Motherhood
I've discovered something. Being a stay-at-home-mom is not easy. Not for me, anyway. It doesn't feel very rewarding or significant or life-changing. Its just feels... boring. The same routine day after day after day. The same dirty diapers, dirty laundry, dirty floors, dirty hands... Its all very mundane.
I started reading Dr James Dobson's book Bringing Up Girls a few nights ago after a particularly rough and depressing day. Honestly, I was browsing my Kindle for something more geared toward stay at home moms vs working moms, but this what I settled on. Must've been God. The point is, reading the book has made me feel a little bit like I'm doing something good. Oh I know, its not ending world hunger or anything like that, but I like to think that I'm bettering my daughter and her future. The truth is being a parent, you don't see instant changes or rewards. They come slowly. Its like constantly working toward a long-term goal; you often feel like you're failing, like you're never going to get there. That's exactly how I feel almost every day.
And then I see my daughter picking up new words every hour, repeating back to me whatever I ask. She said "hungry" and "thirsty" today, and it just warmed my heart. I know, to most people that sounds insignificant and small. But I taught her that. I taught her to walk, to talk, to kiss, to wave... I mean, God taught her that, but through me. Her little words remind me that I do have a purpose and reason for being here, day after day, dedicating my life to something that seems... boring. I may not always like that I'm a stay at home mom, I may see it as more of a challenge than a priviledge, but God sees it differently. And maybe some day so will Abigail. All I know is that today I woke up with renewed strength, with a goal in mind to not try and make everything perfect, but just to enjoy being a mom with a 19-month-old running around the house.
I started reading Dr James Dobson's book Bringing Up Girls a few nights ago after a particularly rough and depressing day. Honestly, I was browsing my Kindle for something more geared toward stay at home moms vs working moms, but this what I settled on. Must've been God. The point is, reading the book has made me feel a little bit like I'm doing something good. Oh I know, its not ending world hunger or anything like that, but I like to think that I'm bettering my daughter and her future. The truth is being a parent, you don't see instant changes or rewards. They come slowly. Its like constantly working toward a long-term goal; you often feel like you're failing, like you're never going to get there. That's exactly how I feel almost every day.
And then I see my daughter picking up new words every hour, repeating back to me whatever I ask. She said "hungry" and "thirsty" today, and it just warmed my heart. I know, to most people that sounds insignificant and small. But I taught her that. I taught her to walk, to talk, to kiss, to wave... I mean, God taught her that, but through me. Her little words remind me that I do have a purpose and reason for being here, day after day, dedicating my life to something that seems... boring. I may not always like that I'm a stay at home mom, I may see it as more of a challenge than a priviledge, but God sees it differently. And maybe some day so will Abigail. All I know is that today I woke up with renewed strength, with a goal in mind to not try and make everything perfect, but just to enjoy being a mom with a 19-month-old running around the house.
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