This blankie came from Cousins Danny, Mary, Makenna and Adelyn. It is super soft and snuggly and I love the little duckie!
And this cute little hoodie came from Cousins Kristi and Jordan. It looks so tiny to me I can't believe it will fit anything other than a doll. I guess I'll learn soon enough.
The background of these photos is the slipcovers for our couch I made few months ago, in case you were wondering (which you weren't, but you needed to know).
I'm so thankful to our generous families and the way they are already embracing the Bean Sprout, but all this gifting made me realize something. It's almost time to start figuring out what exactly a baby needs. I mean a crib, clothes, diapers...that's pretty much it right? Not according to the hundreds of websites I've looked at. Oh my god, monitors, bouncers, strollers, bassinets (why does Sprout need two beds? I only have one), toys, car seats, carriers, and don't even get me started on all the accessories my own breasts apparently need. Oh, and scour all news sources every day to make sure there's no recalls on anything! This is crazy.
One more thing that's seriously been on my nerves. Everyone has an opinion on pregnant ladies, and they ain't exactly shy about sharing. Eat lots of this for a smart baby, don't drink this or your baby will have ADHD, take this kind of vitamin or your baby will have spina bifida, you're really showing a lot more than my daughter, are you sure you're pregnant because you're not showing at all, exercise more, don't exercise it's too jarring, don't eat honey or your baby will have allergies, play music for your stomach, don't read to your stomach it's a waste of time. Ugh. I'm not one to listen to anyone telling me what to do in the first place, but this is unreal. I mean, I was getting a massage the day before the wedding and the entire time the lady was giving me all kinds of unsolicited advice. Um, I'm here to relax and unless you want to whip out your MD, please STFU. Sometimes I just feel like less of a person, like I have no autonomy at all because the little Bean Sprout who no one's even met yet is waaaaay more important to people than I am. I'm just a baby factory, pay no attention to the lady attached to the uterus! And for the love of God, do not reach out to touch me you creepy stranger, or I'm grabbing your spare tire to see how you like it.
Sorry ya'll. I had to get that off my chest.
Awesome blog, Jessica! This is so great to do this! And someday, the lil' Sprout will love to read every word and see all the pictures. I totally get what you're saying in your rant...but I know I'm just as guilty as all the other been-there-done-that mommies out there when I told you not to pick Noelle up at your wedding! :) Actually, that was just me letting you know that I figured out your lil' surprise! It was the moment you turned to the side on the alter. I was all, hmmmm....do I see a bump cuz I know that girl would know about Spanx, but wait, when has Jessica ever NEEDED Spanx....
ReplyDeleteDon't let your non-sickness fool you about the gender: When I was pregnant with twin GIRLS, I never once got sick (except for a bout of the stomach flu), nor did I ever get sick with Noelle. And my cravings were pickles and egg sandwiches with the twins, and cantaloupe with Noelle. Oh, and I HATED chicken and and anything to do with it (except the eggs, I guess) both times. So you never know. Actually, strangely, that Chinese gender table was right, and so was the string over the belly thing. But as for my guess, I'm thinking boy, but it's just a feeling.
Thanks for sharing your exciting journey this way. I'll be checking back regularly! And I do hope to see more of you and your new lil' family in AZ from time to time.
And P.S. The coffee thing? I was NEVER a coffee drinker...until I was pregnant with Noelle and Remo got me hooked on iced cappuccinos/Americanos. Great time for that addiction to start! I don't think it harmed her at all; my doctor always said a little a day was OK. Come to think of it, she is my chattiest, wildest one...