I know the last thread about pregnant and new parent Dopers got pretty long, and it’s drifted off into oblivion. So, I decided to start a new one!
My son Spencer is ten weeks (and two days) old. His online photo album can be seen here. The photos are in roughly chronological order. The one of Spencer and Blake is from the 4th of July. He had his latest appointment this past Friday. He was 12lb 2 oz and 23" long with a 16" head. Very average for his age. (Except in cuteness - he’s off the charts in that category. )
So, I remember that Elza_B, inkelberry, overlyverbose, and vix are pregnant and so is TokyoPlayer’s wife. Ruffian, Stainz, and Nutty Bunny have all had babies in the last year. I know I’m forgetting people, but that’s mommy brain for you!
How are our babies and parents-to-be? And don’t forget those pictures!
Ha! I love the “Fighting Stance!” pic! He’s absolutely adorable…
The Official Briston Baby is 7 1/2 months now – about 28" and nearly 21 lbs. According to the doc, she’s in the 95th percentile for height, weight and head size for her age. IOW, she’s fricking huge. Hopefully the NFL starts admitting women in the next 20 years, 'cause we’ve got a star linebacker in the making here.
Last week she figured out how to sit herself up, two days ago she finally got crawling down pat, and yesterday she started tackling pulling herself up to a standing position (before falling right on her butt).
Here are her more recent pics, including her first pool experience on Saturday.
Spencer was the boy’s name we had picked out for Isabella Kylie. She turned 2 on June 24 and she’s small for her age (25% both wt and ht) but ahead of the curve on everything else. My wife is now pregnant with our second due around Thanksgiving.
Princess Sophia (as she was nicknamed in the NICU) is doing awesome - she is very mad here at having to sit in the grass like a commoner.
She’s nearly 9 months old and is doing so well. She’s about 18 pounds or so. She’s pretty lazy compared to the Briston Baby - she can’t crawl or pull herself up yet, which is just fine with me; her rolling keeps us all busy enough!
She’s a real doll - very goodnatured and sweet - but also VERY determined. (I think “determined” is a nicer word than “stubborn” hehe).
She loves to give air kisses to everyone and everything (me, Daddy, the cat, the dog, photos of herself, her favourite toys …).
She is my pride and joy (can you tell!!!). I wasn’t sure how well I’d do at this whole “Mommy” gig, at the advanced age of 36 … but I’m amazed at how it all just falls into place.
Thanks for starting this thread Avarie - Spencer is adorable! And congrats Ice Machine on your next arrival …
Subwife is scheduled to pop on August 21, so we’re still getting ready. The doctors say it looks like a boy, and so far all the basic tests indicate that everything is developing as it should. We haven’t completely settled on a name, but the front-runners are Jean-Luc if it’s a boy, Amika if it’s a girl.
**inkleberry **didn’t resubscribe at last renewal time, but I got an email from her recently that all is well with the pregnancy other than a brief bout with high blood pressure that’s been taken care of with medication. “We’ve been thinking about Isabel as a name,” she writes, “although [husband] insists the baby should be called Zee!, which is kinda growing on me. It’s possible, though, that I have lost my mind.” ( ) She may be changing jobs and they may even be moving. Lots of things in transition for them right now.
Stainz, I love the grass picture! Caileigh hates the grass, too. Put a blanket down, and the grass at the edge is like an invisible fence - she won’t leave the blanket! I can even trick her into doing her ab crunch leg lifts for phsyical therapy by moving her close to the grass. She gives a screech and lifts those chubby little legs up to her chest! Hates, hates, hates the grass. We’ll see how she copes with it when we leave for our two week camping trip in a few days!
The reward for spending months at the hopsital with a micropreemie is that they stay little babies longer. Caileigh’s technically 17 months, but she acts like a 13 month old - cruising, crawling, sweet as pie and just as cuddly, but no walking or running yet. She’s learning how to blow kisses, and it is the Cutest. Thing. Ever.
I’ll have to find some new photos to share since I don’t think I have any new ones since the last time. At least none that I’m allowed to share.
Sabina is rolling over, she used to hate being on her tummy and it was funny to see her roll over then get really pissed. Now she rolls everywhere. I think she’ll be crawling soon as she’s been getting her legs under her and pushing. Now we have to make sure everything is cleaned up.
She seems to like day care, she gets excited to go. She also likes peekaboo, I’ll take a cloth and hold it over her head and she gets all excited because she knows I’m going to put it over her. She’s also learned to laugh. She’ll be five months this weekend.
I’m in my 18th week of pregnancy, due Dec 7. Everything’s going pretty well except for a bout w/ a degenerating fibroid. Still seems surreal to me that there’s a living being inside my belly. Not sure when it will hit me!! Hopefully we’ll know what we’re expecting on Friday – I had a very vivid dream that it’s a boy, and everyone has said they think it’s a boy, so it’ll probably be a girl.
Oooh, look at the cute babies! Hal, I just want to squeeze Shayla’s chubby little legs!
I’m still hanging in there…I’m about 34 1/2 weeks now, and starting to get really uncomfortable. I go to bed sore, I wake up sore, and I sleep sore. Everything’s still in good shape - my blood pressure’s decent, my swelling is annoying, but related to the heat, and I think he’s actually dropped a bit because I can feel him resting on my cervix every time I stand up.
The nursery’s about done, we have almost everything we need, and what we don’t have will probably be gotten this weekend or next. Aside from that, it’s just a waiting game at this point. Obviously, I want him to hang out in there until I’m full-term, but after I hit 37 weeks, it’s fair game.
My biggest stress right now is that ElzaHub is going on six months unemployed, and that’s starting to freak me out, especially after we add the baby to my insurance. He still has unemployment for a little over three months, but still…we’re trying to figure out what we’re going to do and plan ahead a little. So that’s been my biggest stress through this whole pregnancy…and I’m kind of pissed that I haven’t been able to enjoy it as much as I should.
I posted in the other thread, but I’ll update here… Baby Matthew (nickname: Snake) is 8 weeks old now, and doing nicely. He’s finally stopped frowning all the time, because I told him he would have wrinkles on his forehead before kindergarten if he kept frowning. Now he smiles a little, and he has my dimples. He still sticks his tongue out all the time (hence the nickname).
He has his father’s back hair and receding hairline. Poor baby. I’ve never seen so much body hair on a baby. His eye color is starting to change from the blue-black they were at birth, but I can’t tell yet what color they’ll be (his dad and I both have green eyes). His head and his face are just a bunch of circles – round head, round eyes, round little mouth, round nose… He looks a little surprised, much of the time. Kinda like this, but not blue: :eek:
He’s my last baby, as I just got myself spayed (or neutered, never can remember the proper term for a female) last week. He’s a definite Momma’s boy, and I’m ok with that. He’s tiny, and I’m enjoying cuddling this little wad of cuteness.
29 weeks here.
Feeling just fine. In fact, I’m either in for the worst labour and delivery in the history of womankind, or the next preganacy will get me. No morning sickness or anything. I even ran a leg of a road race at 6 months. So I really can’t complain. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to though
Nursery is coming along (the husband is working on a mural) and I have started to accumulate the necessities. This hasn’t been easy, as I can only handle about 10 minutes in the Babies R Us before I get overstimulated and panicky and have to leave.
Wow! I used to get that way, too. I would see all of the clothes, furniture and other assorted equipment and I would start to almost hyperventilate. I never got used to the idea that I was pregnant.
I was even in Baby Depot with my husband when we were in an aisle with a crying baby and we had to walk by it and I was scared. My husband said he had never seen me move so fast!
Anyway, my little Susie is 16 weeks old now and doing great. The little bit of colic she had ended as soon as I went back to work, which is when she also started sleeping from 8 pm to 5 am.
I never knew how excited I would get at the tiniest things. For instance, the first time she smiled at me (okay that’s not so tiny), I cried and called my mother. And little things like kicking at the ball that hang from her activity gym and lifting her head and when she makes a new sound and when she kicks her feet excitedly while listening to music.
I pray for the day when my son sleeps longer than four hours at a time. He’s gone five hours one time - we kept him up until almost midnight and he crashed as soon as we got home and got him in the bassinet.
When Susie started sleeping at longer stretches, instead of waking up every 4 hours, it seemed to happen almost overnight at around 9 weeks. Hopefully your little guy will decide not to torture you much longer.
It gets even better. My daughter just turned 2, and the other day she came over to me, put her head down on my lap and said “I love my mommy.” All I can say is…wow. That was the coolest thing, ever.
Seriously, the thought of buying all that stuff was so overwhelming! I bought a copy of Baby Bargains (a fabulous book, BTW), gave it to my husband, and told him to figure it out. He couldn’t deal with it, either, so of course we waited until the last minute to buy everything. Now, whenever I am in Babies R Us, I always see hugly pregnant women wandering around with confused looks on their faces and holding copies of the book. I feel bad for them, because I have been there.
My little guy (Harry) is 16 weeks and he’s a chunk. He was 6 lbs 14 oz at birth and weighed in at 14.5 lbs two weeks ago. He’s grown out of most of his 3-6 month stuff. Ridiculous! It’s really good, though, because we’ve had a horrible time with colds and he’s stayed at a good weight, even when his appetite hasn’t been great. He’s been hospitalized twice with bronchiolitis, once for a week and that turned into pneumonia. Very stressful, but he’s doing fine now. He pretty much doesn’t go out in public now, though, and we’re fanatics about handwashing.
His developmental stuff was set back a little by being sick, but he’s getting right on it now that he’s feeling better. He’s a really happy, smiley guy and gave his first big laughs today when I was kissing his tummy.
I’m having fun with the postpartum hair loss. If I run my fingers through my hair, I come up with handfuls of it. They never tell you about that part - when I had my first son and all my hair fell out, I thought I had some weird disease.
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My wife is now pregnant with our second due around Thanksgiving.
) She may be changing jobs and they may even be moving. Lots of things in transition for them right now.
