Monday, October 12, 2009

We're having a GIRL!

Darsey Maylisbeth
"Darsey May"

The picture isn't the best. Apparently she's a bit camera shy. We'll try again for a better profile next month! And, yes, we're aware that the first day of school each year will be a nightmare for here with such a unique name but we couldn't resist!


Sunday, October 11, 2009

19 weeks

Baby:
Your baby's sensory development is exploding! Her brain is designating specialized areas for smell, taste, hearing, vision, and touch. Some research suggests that she may be able to hear your voice now, so don't be shy about reading aloud, talking to her, or singing a happy tune if the mood strikes you.Your baby weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. Her arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of her body now. Her kidneys continue to make urine and the hair on her scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on her skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid. (borrowed from http://www.babycenter.com/)

Momma:
Daycare: A few weeks ago I was calmly sitting in my hairdresser's chair getting a highlight. I mentioned I was pregnant upon which she launched into asking me if I was planning to keep working and asked me what daycare lists I was on. I immediately started to panic and wanted to rip the foils out to get in daycare line. It hadn't occurred to me that daycare would be so stressful. We had considered our options. There is a very good daycare near my office and almost on David's way home. I assumed Baby would just go there if we opt for care outside of our home.

Daycare here doesn't operate on the "call ahead for your table" concept of Outback Steakhouse. Nope, it's more like trying to get a reservation at Folks Folly or Ruth's Chris for New Year's Eve at about 5 pm on New Year's Eve. You get on a waiting list, pay a deposit, and begin to pray. We are on two waiting lists. One David went by himself for a tour and left our deposit. I'm sure they were more than impressed that Baby's Momma was no where to be found. But we had to act fast. Whomever was off next had to go on a daycare hunt. Luckily, this daycare thinks they'll have a spot mid-July for us, which is only about 6 weeks after we need it. Our second choice isn't looking so good. Without a sibling already enrolled or being a church member, a family can expect to wait 12-18 months. Now why do they accept 6 week old children if you may have to wait up to 18 months for a spot? Even I can't plan that well. The thought of transferring churches to move us up on the list did cross my mind. Just kidding. Sort of! Seriously, I pray that this works out.

In other news:
Not too many clothes fit.
I've been told I "waddle" by a near stranger. Thanks! Glad to know those 15 miles a week of speed walking are paying off!
This baby has got to be pounded on my bladder every time I try to run.
I have already lost my brain - scheduled two baby showers on the same day approximately seven hours driving distance apart!
Caffeine has never really been a challenge for me until now! Why am I sleeping 8+ hours and waking up exhausted?

Dad:
I took David to Baby's R Us to show him all the crazy contraptions one can spend money on for a kid. I think his emotional state has moved a bit from sheer joy to overwhelmed. So glad he's coming to my side! Regarding how our lives are about to change, David says to me this week, "UGA is playing in Starksville (Mississippi State) next football season. We'll have to go."
Maggie - "Umm, honey, a sitter for an entire day+ isn't going to come cheap."
David - "Oh, yeah."

Millie:
If I sit on Momma's belly enough, can I squash the baby? No? Let's try "making bread" on it. Maybe I can stab the baby. And food! Why won't Mom feed me anymore? I'm starving. (Feeding occurs when litter box clean out occurs so Millie has to wait on David to get home.)

Tahoe:
I am almost six years old and for my entire life have been lifted up into the back of Mom's car by Dad or her for car rides. Why is Mom now making me jump up by myself and mumbling something about "I won't be able to pick you up soon so if you're coming for a car ride, put yourself in the car. . ."?

Nursery:
More to come in a few weeks.

Fall is here!

We love fall! Mums, pumpkins, UGA football, turning the AC off, and the season that I think matches Tahoe's fur color the best!