3 under 3

The blob in the dark circle is a baby. The line is measuring it from head to rump though I don't quite remember which end is the head and which is the rump. Oh well. Very disappointing quality but that's how they usually are. I have an ultrasound picture of Cumorah around this same time that is quite clear, you can see the little arm and leg buds and everything. She looked like a little bean sprout. I don't know why it was so different, of course it came from an emergency room after an especially bad Crohns-ish episode. (Technically, I'm not allowed to eat french fries anymore. Ever. But especially not when I'm pregnant. I said 'technically'.)

Anyway...

The girls and I went to visit the tiny-baby-doctor-who-takes-care-of-babies-in-mommies'-tummies today. I felt just a little conspicuous dragging my stroller and two obviously young girls from room to room, pee in the cup (i have go potty too, where's my cup?), exam room (doctor check you mommy?), ultrasound room (see the tiiiiiiiiiny baby on the computer, it's not talking), and the lab (getting blood, mommy?). Fortunately, they were really good and extremely cute so everybody smiled at us, except the receptionist. Cumorah stood on a chair next to me and watched the computer screen during the ultrasound. She was really attentive. We learned a new word, sonographer, when we asked the ultrasound tech what we should call her since I didn't think nurse was right. She was really sweet and really talked a lot with Cumorah pointing out the little heart beating to her and agreeing with her observation that the baby is not talking. Cumorah is now really into putting her little pointer finger and thumb together and putting on this funny scrunched up face look to say, "The baby is sooo tiny, just little little." She also told me later in the car that she saw the baby screaming. She kept saying it and I couldn't figure it out. I told her that the baby wasn't screaming, the baby was happy and comfortable. Cumorah said, "The computer screaming, mommy, the baby screaming." Aaahhh, I understood. I then explained about a computer SCREEN and that nothing was screaming. After the ultrasound, we learned about the word 'phlebotomist' in the lab. Cumorah sat next to me on the bench and got to pick out the color of whatever-you-call-that-plasticy-wrap-stuff-they-wrap-around-the-cottonball-after-they're-done-poking-you. She chose purple and was even given her own purple bracelet minus the poke and the cotton ball. Rivers just kept talking and leaning way out of her stroller seat the whole time.

As we were leaving the little lab when we were all finished (everything is in the same office) I replied to one of the nurse's congratulations with, "Yep, pretty exciting, we'll have three under three for just a little while." From down the hallway I heard a nurse say, "That sounds like a party."

So here's to our upcoming party beginning sometime in mid November 2009. We feel very blessed.




p.s. If you see me and you think I'm starting to show, please, keep it to yourself. I shouldn't be.