In Awe

I don't often find myself at a loss for words. I'm an English teacher, for goodness sakes. I'm full of words. Looking at the ultrasound screen today, though, left me speechless. I knew there was a little life in there. Could feel the movement. Could see my middle expanding. Couldn't deny the hunger and fatigue. Heard the heartbeat. But seeing the eyes, arms, legs, heart (everything but that important little spot that would spoil the surprise!) is amazing.

According to the midwife, all is well. The baby weighs about 15 oz. Everything is average size, except for the slightly longer legs. Runner's legs, I'm sure :) My official due date is now March 10th. I think Scott secretly hopes he/she comes on his birthday (March 1st), but I'm hoping to hold out as long as possible. Don't want to use up all my FMLA before school dismissed for the year :) I almost broke and asked to know the sex while lying on the table. So tempting, but so glad I didn't.

So tonight I'll go to sleep thinking of a little foot. A little nose. A little heart. A perfect little baby...our perfect little baby :)

Everything and the kitchen sink

Go ahead. Rub your eyes. You're not seeing double. You may think you've seen this photo before (see previous post), but you haven't. Do you see the difference?

If you answered "the dishwasher", that's correct! Not only is the kitchen sink laying in the middle of the floor again, but now the dishwasher is pulled out. After the first round of work on the kitchen sink, our garbage disposal starting acting up. And the dishwasher hadn't yet been reattached from the first time. And the sink hadn't been "sealed." But I hear clinking and clanking in the kitchen as I type, so I'm hopeful that by morning, all will be well in the world...or at least my kitchen's world.

Home Improvements

I arrived home from school on Friday to find the above scene playing out in my kitchen. Had I been expecting to find my kitchen sink laying in the middle of the floor and the water in the house turned off, I wouldn't have been taken by quite such a surprise.

I left the house that morning, though, having no idea that today Scott would reach his breaking point. Ironically, I had thought about leaving him a note that morning asking him if there was anything he could do to loosen up the faucet. I was thinking some oil or cleaning or something. He, though, thought "new kitchen faucet!" I like that thought, don't get me wrong. I just didn't realize that it would turn into an entire weekend endeavor.

After no fewer than three trips to a home improvement stores, though, we have a shiny new faucet...and rain gutter covers and new hook-ups for the washing machine. Why? Hard to explain. Let's just say that when Scott gets on a project kick, he doesn't want to stop :)

17 down...23 to go.

The baby bump is definately here to stay :)