Thursday, January 10, 2013
Now that I’ve had a couple of days to distance myself from the appointment, I am thankfully feeling much less discouraged, so hooray for that! Even though the appointment didn’t go as well as I had hoped, it was still great to get another look at our babies, so for that we are thankful.
I would have included a couple of pictures for you from the ultrasound, but unfortunately we didn’t get any good ones this time around. We did get a profile shot of Colby, but unfortunately it turned out blurry. Why didn’t we get a profile shot of Clara, you ask? Because someone’s butt was sitting on top of her face. And no, it wasn’t mine. Unfortunately for her, I’m guessing that won’t be the last time her brother puts his butt in her face.
And speaking of bad boy behavior, we also got a special view of Colby grabbing his private parts, first with one hand and then with the other. I understand this is also normal baby boy behavior once they’re out of the womb, so I suppose this is good preparation for the future!
Oh, and I'm happy to report that our second crib came in earlier this week! I'm not happy to report, however, that the wood colors don't actually match and more importantly, this crib is a good 4 inches shorter than the one we already have. Even though they are the same model (Jenny Lind), they are made by different companies (Delta and Da Vinci), and unfortunately the one that we already have isn't manufactured anymore, so getting an exact match won't be possible.
We actually discovered all of this shortly after getting home from the appointment on Monday, which resulted in me having a meltdown on the floor of the nursery. I think I reached my most rational point when Brian assured me that he could fix the crib, to which I responded, "But you can't fix our baby!" and then continued crying. I bet being married to a pregnant person is really fun.
Anyway, Brian consulted with his dad (the master fixer and handyman!) and came up with a solution for the height issue that doesn't involve propping the crib up on cinder blocks, so that makes me feel better. And I have just decided that the difference in wood colors is not a big enough deal to worry about, so we are going to leave that alone. Maybe this is a good sign that parenthood will make me less anal retentive? One can only hope :)