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Thirty Weeks & A Stubborn Boy


I cannot believe that I am already thirty weeks. I must admit that I feel thirty weeks pregnant and can't imagine getting much bigger! However, I cannot believe how quickly my second trimester went. I think I blinked and it passed. I am feeling great! I get a little tired in the late afternoon and don't have much room for food anymore, but, other than that, I am doing great. Grady is moving and shaking and I am beginning to feel limbs and feet instead of swift quick movements. He definitely likes to snuggle up on my right side a lot. We have started the nursery. The paint is done thanks to the awesome work of my husband and the crib and chair are built. We are just waiting for the dresser. We are all getting excited, especially Jackson. He helped Daddy with the nursery and is very excited to meet Grady and share his toys with him. He brought his ni-night blanket and pillow to Grady's room last night so he'd have one too. So, in ten short weeks we will be meeting this new little man in our lives. I am very excited but get a little sentimental toward the end. Once he comes out I have to share him with the world. Right now it's just me and him and I love it!

Speaking of the little booger, we went in for a second attempt at a 3D ultrasound. Like I mentioned above, Grady loves my right side. He has a TON of room on my upper left side but he prefers being all snuggled up on my right. This poses a problem for the sonographer trying to get 3D images. He likes to have his face all bunched up into my placenta not giving her a good angle to get an image. She tried and tried and then had me once again take a walk and drink something. I walked, I drank, and I even prodded the little guy. When we came back in the room he was apparently over the whole situation because he had completely turned his back on us. We couldn't even capture a regular image of his face because all we saw was the back of his head. I moved and shifted and prodded him some more to no avail. I hope this is not a precurser to what he is going to be like when he makes his debut. This house cannot have another stubborn person in it! Below are a couple of pictures we did get. One is of his head showing all the hair he already has (go figure). It's the fuzzy stuff that looks kind of blurry on his head. The other picture is of his face. His head is on the right and it shows his huge chubby cheeks!

His eyes, nose, big giant cheeks, and little chin


My fuzzy chicken head


Oh, I almost forgot! My friend came over last week and did some maternity pictures. They came out FANTASTIC! You can view a few at www.selahportraits1.blogspot.com
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Michelle said…
You look fabulous!!
March 14, 2009 at 2:50 PM
Kristi said…
Your maternity pictures are amazing. You look beautiful!
March 14, 2009 at 7:48 PM
Carrie said…
You look so CUTE preggo!
March 18, 2009 at 11:47 AM
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