Our first ultrasound was done in May, around 7 weeks, and at that time there wasn’t much to see. Our baby was a cashew-shaped blob on the screen (making me wonder if I’d had an affair with Mr. Peanut–it’s hard to resist the monocle) and the only thing that differentiated her from such was a heartbeat. Most cashews don’t have heartbeats. Obviously she’s grown a bit since then… and she actually looks like a baby! Yay!
She’s kicking up a storm in there, too… she skipped the light fluttering stage entirely and went straight to tap-tap-tapping, and those taps are growing stronger every day. The ultrasound showed her kicking and bouncing her little legs up and down. More pictures at Flickr!
My favorite nicknames for the babe so far:
- Little Boo
- Murloc Baby
- Alien Baby
I’ve been satisfying my creative urges by cooking and baking. In fact, I’ve been acting the part of the housewife lately… cleaning, cooking, nesting, barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen… it must be the hormones. It’s on these little domestic escapades that I wonder what it would take to fix the sewing machine I bought at the thrift store a while back so I could make something with it. Nevermind that I haven’t used a sewing machine in years, and I’d probably end up sewing my little finger to whatever bundle of fabric and fluff I attempted to patch together… ahem. OK, so maybe I’m not that domestic. It’s likely the coolest thing I’ll ever make with that sewing machine will involve a camera and a pretty girl in a pretty dress. And that’s perfectly OK with me. 🙂