The Hangover

Kaia,

We survived Vegas, you held up well. We brought you to your first club (you were there for about 5 minutes), we hung out at the pool, and we did a bit of gambling. Your college fund is currently -$15. Taryn says it's not fair to blame you since you weren't in charge of pushing any buttons, and the fact that we forgot how to play craps probably didn't help either...so I guess I'll take the blame and we'll give you another shot at proving your luck when you're a bit older. You've been much less active since we got back, so I'm pretty sure you're sleeping off the Vegas hangover, but I expect you to be back at full speed in no time. We also got our first baby shower gift courtesy of Andrea (who we'll guilt into coming to Denver to meet you at some point this Summer). I think you were pretty excited about it.

We had an ultrasound today to gauge your size, you're in the 34th percentile weighing in at about 3 lbs. 10 oz. (there goes my hope of blaming you for all of this weight gain). They said that's very normal and everything looked good so we have nothing to worry about. You weren't moving a ton in there, just resting with your hand on your face:

Apparently you're breech at this point, but they said it's far too early to be concerned about that yet, you just need to get back to flipping around here sometime in the next 9 weeks or so.

You seem to be a bit of a musician, you seem to like to beat on my stomach to a beat, which is really kind of an odd sensation. I can finally see your kicks when I'm laying down, it's really a very creepy thing to watch my stomach bounce around like that, but it's good to know you're enjoying yourself in there.

I think that's about it for now, can't wait to meet you!

Falling into the routine

Baby girl,

Yesterday we had the first of several rounds of appointments that'll occur every two weeks. They don't seem to do much at these appointments. They check your heartbeat (yours was the strongest they had heard all day), measure me, weigh me, and ask if any weird things are going on.

Everything looked good, you're still looking to be a little on the small side so when I asked they said we could do an ultrasound to make sure you're right on track. I love seeing you, so we will be doing that ultrasound in a week. Nobody's worried, I'm small, your Dad's small the odds are you're just small, but I'll take any excuse I can for an ultrasound.

Otherwise, nothing new since the last post. You've been kicking like a crazy person, you seem to favor 4am, that's a habit we're going to need to discuss at some point. We head to Vegas in two days so we'll update after that.

Baby Fashion Show

Kai,

I'm getting anxious for you to get here, not because this pregnancy has been rough (I think if there were a competition for the easiest pregnancy in the world we'd be in the running), but because I have so much planned for us and I'm ready for it to start.

This anxiousness for you to get here has manifested itself into a ton of new clothes for you. You are going to be one well dressed little girl. Taryn keeps buying you shoes...since she's starting that trend I think when you develop a shoe addiction later in life it would be fair to expect her to bank roll it. It's hard buying you stuff though, even though the doctors want you to be about 6 lbs. I'm a little skeptical of their ability to control it. If you come out much bigger this newborn stuff is going to fit you for about a week. If that's the case we'll be having more outfit changes than the host at the Grammys on your first day or two. Baby fashion show!

We're heading to Vegas next weekend, it may be the least pregnant friendly location on the planet, but we'll have a good time with your Aunts. Who knows, maybe you have Taryn's lucky streak and we can win you a college fund. Gotta spend what would have been our alcohol money somewhere.

As anxious as I am to meet you, you keep cooking little pea, undercooked babies tend to have problems and we can't be having that. I'll try and keep my excitement at bay until you get here, but once you have a nursery I can make no promises on how well I'll keep it under control. See you soon little fashionista!

Vegas Bound

Baby Girl,

I had them double check, you are most definitely a girl, which is a huge relief because you would be one femininely dressed boy if you decided to shock us. We bumped up our appointment a week so we could get doctor approval to go to Vegas for your Aunt Angie's bachelorette party. While we won't be able to do much in the way of normal celebrating, we did get the all clear on making the trip.

Easter was on Sunday, it's the last Kaia-less Easter we'll have, you will get your first taste of the joys of egg hunting next year. I gotta tell you though, your cousins (or second cousins, or cousins once removed) are very competitive, I'm not sure your lack of walking skills is going to cut you much slack. We'll probably have to get you training a few months early. Since you were here in spirit you did get your first Easter basket courtesy of Popo and Grammie (Sorry if that's wrong Merry, I'm pretty sure that's what we were going with for you). Here are the goods:

 

You'll be well outfitted little one.

 

So the appointment went great as always, you appear to be the easiest fetus on the planet. Everything is on track, and you look perfectly healthy (as do I). We're going to start going in every two weeks, but they sound to be pretty boring appointments. This one was fun as I got to see you again. You were scouting yourself out pretty thoroughly in this appointment, you started by grabbing your feet then progressed to feeling your nose, I knew you had to be doing some weird stuff in there..you seem to move a lot, but it's not always the kicking variety.

 

 

Anyway, we are both healthy and happy (pretty sure you're making a happy sorta face in that top one) and Vegas bound. Can't wait to meet you little one!