We know you all noticed Scout in the background of the picture of Shauna on the last post and were anxious for an update on her.
Sorry.
She went to the hospital this morning. Gets her hysterectomy today. And a couple of fingers chopped off- or dew claws. Whatever. She's getting so grown up! She can undo the velcro on the back of her hat (yes, she has a baseball hat) which is unfortunate because we can no longer torment her by wrapping it tightly around her leg.
She's really into yoga. You should see some of the advanced poses she can get herself into!
When she gets older she'll make a good line backer. At the moment, it's cute when she tackles my leg, though Shauna doesn't let her get away with it. It might lose some of its cuteness as she gets taller and heavier.
She loves to go to work with daddy. Plays in the mud, eats rotten potatoes, romps around in the snow drifts. She gets quite put-out when I leave without her. When she knows I'm getting ready to leave, she's paranoid about staying between me and the pickup so she doesn't miss her ride. It's going to be a little rough for her to have to share our attention!
But, as it turns out, she won't have to share as soon as we thought. 'Momma knows best,' the ultrasound tech said. I could have pummeled him. Surely he knows how insufferable a woman gets when she hears that! She's only as far along as she thought she was: a month behind what the baby doc said. (Should we be looking for a new baby doc?) That pushes the due-date to May 30.
Since we're only at 16 weeks the pictures aren't as good- so we might get sent back at 20 weeks. Good news is that the little critter was sleepy and held still for the photo shoot! Woke up toward the end and decided to wave its arms and wiggle a bit. Since when does a human moving its arm, beating its heart, wiggling it legs, etc elicit such rapt attention? Oh yeah, it's the whole miracle of life thing.
We know you've been planning your whole life's schedule for the past month around this moment, so we'll dispense with the rambling and move onto the pictures.
Sorry.
She went to the hospital this morning. Gets her hysterectomy today. And a couple of fingers chopped off- or dew claws. Whatever. She's getting so grown up! She can undo the velcro on the back of her hat (yes, she has a baseball hat) which is unfortunate because we can no longer torment her by wrapping it tightly around her leg.
She's really into yoga. You should see some of the advanced poses she can get herself into!
When she gets older she'll make a good line backer. At the moment, it's cute when she tackles my leg, though Shauna doesn't let her get away with it. It might lose some of its cuteness as she gets taller and heavier.
She loves to go to work with daddy. Plays in the mud, eats rotten potatoes, romps around in the snow drifts. She gets quite put-out when I leave without her. When she knows I'm getting ready to leave, she's paranoid about staying between me and the pickup so she doesn't miss her ride. It's going to be a little rough for her to have to share our attention!
But, as it turns out, she won't have to share as soon as we thought. 'Momma knows best,' the ultrasound tech said. I could have pummeled him. Surely he knows how insufferable a woman gets when she hears that! She's only as far along as she thought she was: a month behind what the baby doc said. (Should we be looking for a new baby doc?) That pushes the due-date to May 30.
Since we're only at 16 weeks the pictures aren't as good- so we might get sent back at 20 weeks. Good news is that the little critter was sleepy and held still for the photo shoot! Woke up toward the end and decided to wave its arms and wiggle a bit. Since when does a human moving its arm, beating its heart, wiggling it legs, etc elicit such rapt attention? Oh yeah, it's the whole miracle of life thing.
We know you've been planning your whole life's schedule for the past month around this moment, so we'll dispense with the rambling and move onto the pictures.
video!
In the very beginning you can see her arm move down from her head.
A GIRL!!!! I was so hoping. Our field is full of little boys so we need to even this out. So happy for you. :)
ReplyDeleteAhhh! A grand-daughter! But May 30th now - does that make your 50 yard line shots more like you're on the 40 yard line with 60 to go??? Kinda explains the extended pukeyness.
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