I Think I Caused Some Trouble Today

Today Mommy was on her merry way to work. She was jammin' in the car and pretty happy with herself for being sort of earlier than she had planned. Aunt Kelly and she weren't carpooling today, which was unfortunate. All of a sudden, Mommy got really sleepy. Then she got really really hot, which is unusual for my mom. Then she got dizzy, nauseous and started blacking out all at the same time. This concerned her a little, especially since she was on 435 southbound. She thought she could make it to the 23rd st. exit (not a place a woman wants to be on her own, but whatever) until she remembered me and decided that if she passed out (which was sure to happen) I would get hurt in the accident. She pulled over, called 911, Grandma, Grandpa, Daddy, and Aunt Kelly hoping SOMEONE would be able to rescue her. This was all done with the air full blast and the seat reclined. Grandma and Grandpa met her on the side of the road, along with the perimetics (thanks, MAST) and Daddy met her at the hospital/doctor's office. Aunt Kelly took care of things at Mommy's school for her. Mommy's own doctor wasn't in but Dr. Morgan took good care of her. They sent her in for glucose testing and they think she might be low on iron...all because of little ME. I'm not even 2 pounds, yet!! After some Margartita's (the restaurant, not the drink) Mommy felt better. Maybe there's something to this blood sugar thing after all. Seems odd this is all happening at once, though. I'm really sorry, Mom. I love you.

Love,
Sophia

Yep, Mom, Already

This week I gave Mom and excuse to put her feet up. It's been a rough week for us. Marking the first week in our third trimester it started off just how everyone said it would be. Monday Mommy and I woke up because she heard a ringing...in her ears. Though slighty disconcerting, Mommy called the doctor and he didn't seem concerned. On Wednesday, Mommy felt something similar to menstral cramps (she said she'd explain those in about ten to twelve years). They got a little worse but weren't in a rythym. So what does a rational first-time-pregnant woman do? She called her doctor at 1:00am. He was SORT of concerned, but just told her to take some Tylenol. That worked. Crazy. Apprently someone needs a medical degree to figure that out. Finally, on Friday, Mommy and her two coworkers (Harriet and Christina) found out that I had turned her feet into sausages and she now had cankles. Horrified, Mommy couldn't stop staring. So she took a picture. After lots of advice from Grandma and Aunt Kelly and Aunt Kim, she put her feet up and took it easy. Today they look more normal. Whew. What a week. Hope next week is better. Hope you enjoy the emabrassing pictures of swollen feet.

Love,

Sophia

Happy Easter

For those of you that don't know (though I'm sure that's not very many), this is my puppy Daisy. She is posing for a picture with me and Mommy. Daddy calls us three "his girls" and says we're always up to trouble of some sort. It's kind of true, though I claim complete innocence at this point. Isn't Daisy cute? We are already great friends. She licks me sometimes and she LOVES to jump up on me. I don't think Mommy likes it when that happens. I bet Daisy and I have all sorts of fun adventures in the next few years. Tea party anyone?

Here is my Uncle Todd. His birthday and my due date are the same day! Maybe that's why he's got a belly like Mommy's. For a while there he had a more impressive bump but I think I am finally giving him a run for his money!

Hope everyone had a great Easter. I can't wait until next year when I get an Easter basket from the Easter bunny. I sure enjoyed the candy that Mommy ate for me this year. It was great.

Love,

Sophie

I'm a Little Ballerina

I've been moving all around my mommy's belly. It's quite cozy in here. I hear my mom, dad, and my puppy, Daisy, all laughing and talking and barking with one another. Today is Daisy's birthday. She's going to enjoy the attention while it lasts because I'm going to come, soon. In almost 16 weeks, to be more specific.

Mom and Dad got a rocker for me. Mom put new knobs on her old beat up dresser and they both brought up my changing table from the basement. Now my room looks more like a nursery instead of a holding cell for trash and unwanted items. It looks gooooood.

All I know is, I am very excited to meet my Mommy and Daddy. And I have a feeling they are pretty anxious to meet me, too.