So, we went to the doctor last Tuesday for another ultrasound (regular and 3D/4D). Everything looks great! The placenta has moved up, and she is now head down. So it looks like we are ready to go. We are still waiting on her furniture to come in for the nursery to be ready. I am going to make and hang the curtains this weekend so that at least something will be decorated. It's really weird having that room cleaned out. All that's in there right now is the chest of drawers that I painted. I have already assigned all the drawers out...now remembering what goes in there is a different story. Here are some pictures of Alyssa. I am putting her progression over the past 7 months. She didn't want to cooperate with her 3D/4D pictures. She kept her left hand in front of her face the entire time, but you can still see her.
8 weeks (our little gummy bear)
19 weeks (it's a girl!!)
30 weeks
30 weeks
I would have a preggo picture by Josh decided to be a jerk last night before taking it. Needless to say, with the raging hormones and a not so grand day at work a fight pursued and the picture did not get taken. Maybe next week.
Now, for a Bear story. Everything can't always be about Alyssa (or can it...I'm not sure yet). Anyway, Monday night while Josh was at basketball I was in the office correcting his horrible grammar on a writing assignment for school and heard Bear in the other room. He had already gotten in trouble that afternoon for getting into his overnight bag that we had taken to my
grandmother's house and eating all the treats that were in there. I figure he is into something again, so I go look under our bed (his usual hiding spot for doing bad things...remember this
post?). He wasn't there, so I looked in the living room under the coffee table (another favorite chew on things spot) and behind the love seat. He wasn't there either. So, I go upstairs to see if he is doing something up there (he absolutely LOVES going upstairs to look out the window...just a side note). Not there either. So, I am walking back to the office to look in there when I see this

He has some how managed to wedge himself under the couch. I start laughing at him, not realizing what is about the take place. I get in the floor to take a couple pictures and he acts like he is going to come out, but he never does. I call my mom, just laughing
hysterically still. Mom, of course being the concerned grandma that she is feels sorry for the little guy and tells me to help him. But what could I do?? I'm 7 months pregnant...I can't pick up the couch if I wanted to. So, I call Josh who doesn't answer. Call Bill, who doesn't answer. Then, call Brad, who thankfully answers. I tell him I'm having a crisis and need him to come to the house. He and Hannah come over, with sweet little Heather. Bear goes psycho when he hears the door bell ring. I was kind of hoping that this would give him the boost he needed to get his butt out from under there, but no. So, Brad and Hannah pick up the couch and I pull him out. Safe at last! I don't think he will be trying this stunt again. He was under there for around 30 minutes. Here are some more pictures of the ordeal (they aren't great because they were taken with my phone, but you get the idea).
Bear under the couch
Bear trying to get out
(he could get his head and front feet, but his sternum kept getting stuck)
Safe and sound and passed out
Well, that's it for me for now. I go back to the doctor next Wednesday...I've started my every two week appointments now. Hopefully, I'll have furniture soon and I will post pictures of the nursery. Love you all and hope to see you soon!!
No comments:
Post a Comment