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Baby’s First Pictures

September4

Perhaps I should post these! After weeks of hearing, “are you sure it’s not twins?” I got a definitive answer: NO. It’s ONE baby, thanks.

It is, however a big baby already. From charting, I know exactly the day I ovulated — a date that would have made me 11 weeks, 2 days pregnant at the time of the ultrasound. My doc’s estimate (based on LMP) put me at 12 weeks, 3 days. The ultrasound put the baby at 12 weeks, 5 days — 13 weeks for the head (gulp)! So, it’s going to be interesting to see what happens by my next ultrasound in mid-October…will the baby measure even farther ahead? Will short me be completely round by the time I’m due? Will I look ready to pop any day when I’m only 6 months along when we likely move?

Inquiring minds want to know.

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Smile for the camera! Baby seemed to perpetually face toward the screen — making the side view for the Nuchal Translucency test a little bit of a challenge. The sonographer was amazing, and she got it, no problem. Everything looks normal, by the way.

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Look at those little toes. Just precious!

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The beautifully strong heartbeat ranged from 163 to 171 bpm. Old wives’ tales would say this indicates a girl. The Intelligender test I took says this is a boy. Mid-October’s ultrasound will, I hope, give us a more definative answer. Either one is good — I just want to know which, so I can prepare.

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2 Comments to

“Baby’s First Pictures”

  1. Avatar September 5th, 2007 at 9:42 am Kate Says:

    hurray!!!!!!!!
  2. Avatar September 27th, 2007 at 5:14 am rp Says:

    Congratulations! I have not stopped by for some time but am thrilled that I have. YAY!!

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Allison
Los Alamos, NM
After a childhood of immersion in my family's religious tradition, I hit college and my first true experience with the question, "why?" Why did I believe as I did? If I thought about it, I had no idea. So, I spent the next ten years not thinking about it.

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Once I hit 30, I began asking myself that question all over again. A few years later, I woke one day to realize that I simply didn't believe. For many reasons, I am a much happier (and more emotionally healthy) person having let go of god. There are still days that I wish god did exist. It would be a relief to relinquish responsibility to a greater power.

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But, even better, I can see life for what it is, and work with reality. That's more powerful than any god could hope to be.