Baby's On The Way

The other day I sent Jen a message with the concern that I would not have anything else to write about. Her response, "not a chance." She was right, as she always is. So this morning, before I got on the train, I stopped into the corner deli by my apartment and got a huge bottle of water and an energy vitamin water, like I do everyday. The man who works there smiled and winked at me when I walked in. Still got it! Ha, so I thought, he was really just checking out my baby bump. He said to me, "Boy or girl? How many months?" I smiled back and said, "Boy, 5 months.." He also asked if this was my first child, I nodded back. He then did the unthinkable, he went for it and gave me-a total stranger, advice! "Oh, the first ones are the hardest you know, very difficult, get ready!" Seriously?! I know I’m hormonal, but really? Ok Houston don't get mommy rage on him, I smiled, said thank you and left. Another one I have to share with you...So I'm at work sitting and talking to Lauren, love her to death, however, her choice of words aren’t always appropriate, especially this time. She looks down at my belly and says, "You know, it's weird, you don’t even look pregnant today. You just look fat." Hmm, Thanks! WTF! Really though? Do you now understand what I mean by giving pregnant women advice, and what happened to “think before you speak“? Anyways, onto something more exciting.....

Today was a big day for me and the babe. He had his 20 Week Anatomy Scan/Sonogram. I was glad because I wasn't going to be dealing with Dr. F today, she sent me to St. Vincent's Medical Center in The West Village, to meet with a different, much nicer, Dr. "F". His name is Dr. Fanz. I took the train down, and arrived 15 minutes early. I was nervous and anxious as usual, once I got in to the hospital, I had trouble finding what floor I needed to be on, since the receptionist was oh so helpful. Don't you see my pregnant belly biatch?! The ante-partum unit, ahh ok this must be right! I was the first patient in the room, it was dark and smelled like bleach. Hospitals creep me out, the room was neighbored by “birthing rooms”, where mom’s deliver, I could hear newborns crying, this made me happy slash scared. Shortly after I was greeted by a nurse who had me fill out some paperwork, and told me to wait for The Faaannz. A couple minutes later I look up and see my eager eyed, 5 foot nothing blondie Angela walking in wearing her signature bright smile. She came all the way down on her day off, to the inconvenient West Side at 8:30 in the morning, to support me, I am so thankful for her. She has THE BEST heart. We sat and chatted til the doc came and got us. He was a sweet man, Asian, mid 40's, I liked him because it was apparent to me that he enjoyed his job. This is more like it people! Someone who actually likes dealing with babies, pfew! I hopped on the bed for my sonogram that I had been anticipating for three months now, looked over at Ang, and she's was just sitting there looking at me, her presence in the room meant the world to me, which I feel like she has no idea, she knows that when I used to go alone I'd get really nervous and emotional, but having her there is so comforting, and being able to share that moment with someone, especially her, means a lot to me. Dr. Fanz squirted freezing cold lube all over my belly, and started the process. Usually sonograms are quick, you see the baby, take a few pictures and you're out the door. Today was an hour long, and I loved every minute of it. I never want these appointments to end, I could stare at him for hours and hours. He showed me each individual organ, he kept saying over and over (in a thick Asian accent) "Oh perfect, very good! Looks very good!" Relief! Dr. Fanz also said, "Oh yes, very big penis he has!" Ok thanks, thank you for that, good to know. He examined baby's spine, neck, eyes, belly button, and his umbilical cord, each time he snapped a shot, he again re assured me that my baby was beautiful and healthy. I asked a million questions, "How's his heart? Does it look normal to you? Is it beating at the right pace? How's the size? Does he have ten fingers and ten toes?" I think I may have annoyed him, but couldn't help it! He was sleeping, his hands were slipped right under his little head and he looked so peaceful. He now weighs 12 ounces, and is able to swallow, make bowel movements, burp, open his eyes, and is sensitive to loud noises, inevitable in this city, but what can you do. Basically he's perfect! Dr. Fanz did a 3D close up shot of his face, its precious! Technology has come so far. His lips look exactly like mine, they have a distinct shape, and are nice and plump. He also has great cheek bones, and a defined jaw line, Jen thinks he has A's nose, I disagree. I can't help but want him to look exactly like me. Probably has something to do with the single mom syndrome. Anyways, I feel much better today, after my last appointment with the dreadful Dr. F, I was happy to see that all is well with my baby. Every time I see him I fall more and more in love, its amazing to me that my love for him just keeps getting stronger. I cannot wait to meet him. So I've got 20 more weeks to go, but only two more months in NYC, pray for me, I need strength, patience, and energy!

Profile shot

He's sleeping, head is resting on his little hand

Close up of his cute face (harder to tell since its a picture of a picture) See the lips?