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Well you’re 29 weeks along, which means almost three-fourths of the way here! You’re now the size of a squash and weigh about two-and-a-half pounds! Apparently now your brain is busy developing millions of neurons, which basically means you’re going to be a genius. You’ve also been training for the Olympics in mommy’s tummy. We can actually see you move now, which is all the time. Sometimes it even makes mommy light-headed. You’ve also been getting the hiccups a lot lately and it tickles mommy’s belly.
Over Christmas weekend, New York got hit with a huge snow storm. We were stuck in Chicago for an extra few days, so by the time we got back it wasn’t too bad. Still, we got to take Buddy to the dog park for his first experience with snow. He loved it and kept running full speed and then skidding to a stop right at our feet, as if he were on a snowboard. I can’t wait to introduce you to snow for the first time next winter!
Last week, we had quite an experience at the doctor. I was in Pittsburgh for work and took a really early flight back. I landed at 6:40 a.m. and went straight to mommy’s appointment. The waiting room at this office is pretty much the size of mommy’s womb. There are about 10 seats and nowhere to stand. So we got there and I had a suitcase and backpack and the waiting room was full. Not only was it full, but most of the women were there for their sugar tests. They were drinking these orange and red sugary juice drinks and clearly not happy. So I’m one of only a couple men in this room full of angry, hormonal pregnant women (even mommy agreed…this isn’t just me exaggerating here). We had to stay there for three hours (she had to take a blood test, drink the juice, wait an hour, take another blood test, wait another hour, and take another blood test). Thankfully, I left after the first one and after we met with the doctor because it got even more crowded and tense after I left. Pretty much the most out of place I’ve ever been in my life. I’ll remember this someday when you’re complaining that your parents are embarrassing you. 🙂
Right now, I’m watching the National Championship game and realizing that it’s my last one without you. Tonight could also be the last night without Michigan’s new head coach! Remember a few months ago, you predicted that Rich Rodriguez would be fired. You’ll never get to experience Rich Rod at Michigan, but hopefully you’ll bring us some luck next season with our new coach!
Keep developing those brain neurons!
Yesterday was Christmas Day and we had a great time celebrating with mommy’s family. It was great to relax and play with your cousins Gavin, Eldon, and James, watching them open presents and play with their new toys and books. It all really made me realize how much different next Christmas will be. This was our last Christmas without you and for that I couldn’t be more excited. Your cousin James was born this past March, so he’s the same age you will be next Christmas and I absolutely can’t wait. He’s so cute and precious, learning how to crawl and starting to grab our hands and pull himself up onto his feet. And next Christmas, that will be you!
Your Aunt Lisa gave us a little red pea coat and some red leggings for you to wear next winter. You’ll look absolutely beautiful in it. She’s so excited to buy stuff for you since she has had the last four years to buy clothes for her two boys (Gavin and Eldon), and now you’re the first girl in the extended family. Somehow I think you’re going to be the cutest one 🙂
Mommy’s belly is really starting to grow now, which means you’re really growing too. You should weigh about two pounds now, equal to about 900 paper clips (who knew?)! You’re also the size of an eggplant (but much better looking, of course). Mommy has noticed that her body is aching a lot more and she has to take things a lot slower now. I’m having trouble walking slow enough to keep pace with her! But she has been doing a great job of eating right and drinking lots of water and not pushing things.
Everything says that you’re starting to look like you will look when you’re born. I can’t wait to see how beautiful you are when you come out in about three months. Your due date is three months from tomorrow!
Another present I got for Christmas is a book from your Uncle Andrew and Aunt Lisanne called What a Difference a Daddy Makes, by Dr. Kevin Leman. I’m really excited to read it and I already read the fist couple chapters. It’s all about the role a father plays in the growth of his daughter. I guess I never realized the importance of the cross-gender relationship is: father-daughter and mother-son.
The book made a great point about how society really portrays fathers as distant, uninvolved, and irresponsible. It talked about a study of major TV sitcoms in 1998, and out of 102 shows, only 15 had fathers as central, recurring characters, and only four of those portrayed the dad as “competent and caring.” Four out of 102! No wonder there’s so many abused, orphaned, isolated kids out there. It’s the way we’re taught to be. But it’s not the way we’re designed.
The author, who is a psychologist an “expert” on marriage and parenting, and also happens to have four daughters (and a son) himself, says that the father-daughter is THE most important relationship. I’m really looking forward to reading more about it and really working at being the best father I can possibly be for you.
Well, we’re in Chicago right now and supposed to head back home to New York tomorrow, but there’s a blizzard hitting NYC right now that will probably force us to stay in Chicago at least another night.
On Wednesday, we have our last Bradley class. Two of the couples in the class have now had their babies, and another couple is only a couple weeks away!
We just found out that my cousin Bruce and his wife Brooke are pregnant, so we’re excited for them. You’ll have a cousin to grow up with who is only a couple of months younger than you!
By the next time I write you, it will be 2011, so keep growing, keep kicking, and get ready for an exciting year!
Wow, I can’t believe it has been a month since I’ve written you. I have been really busy with traveling and so much has happened in the past month. Work threw us a baby shower and gave us some great gifts that you’ll love in a few months. We got some onesies, some toys that you’ll love playing with, and some books that I can’t wait to read to you. You’ll have to remember to thank them once you’re able to talk. 🙂
It seems like every day you get more and more real. Mommy’s belly is really growing and you’re dancing around like crazy. It’s so cool to feel you move. Sometimes when we’re laying in bed and mommy is sleeping, I like to just put my hand on her belly and feel you moving all over the place, imagining what it will be like when I can actually hold you and see you.
You now weigh between a pound and a pound-and-a-half and you’re past the week of viability. Supposedly, your ears can now hear, but I’m not sure I like what you’re telling me. A couple of weeks ago, you were kicking like crazy, so I asked you if Michigan should keep head coach Rich Rodriguez. All the sudden, you stopped kicking. I even held my hand there for longer than I anticipated, but sure enough, no kick. So then I asked if Michigan should fire him, and right away, I felt a big kick. You must not be reading my other blog, Maizeandgoblue.com, because I’m still supporting him. That, or you’ve already been corrupted by mommy. Thankfully, my secret Santa at work got me a great gift, one that you’ll be wearing a lot. A Michigan onesie and socks.
A couple of weeks ago, we had a little bit of a scare. Mommy was having really sharp stomache pains, but decided to try to go to work anyway. By the time she got there, it was really bad. She called her doctor who told her to give it an hour and if it doesn’t go away, to come into the hospital. It didnt’ go away, so we went in and they ran some tests and everything checked out okay with you and her. She ended up getting a couple bags of IV fluid for being dehydrated, and then the pains were gone. The doctor gave her strict orders to drink a gallon of water a day, which she has been doing a great job of. The only problem is she has to go to the bathroom a LOT. But we’re both glad that you’re healthy and growing perfectly.
At Thanksgiving, your great-grandma Bush brought us a cradle that her dad had built from a tree in his front yard. We can’t wait for you to use it. What a great family heirloom! She also knit a really nice blanket for you that will look great on you.
We went to Chicago last week and got to see your cousin James. He was born this past spring and it’s so crazy to think that this time next year, you’ll be that size. He was rolling around and sitting up and even crawling a little bit!
Your other cousin Gavin came to visit us this weekend and we had a great time. He’s four years old and his prayers for the past couple of years have consisted of “please let me ride the subway train with uncle Justin and aunt Carrie. Amen.” Well, he finally got his wish and loved it. Seeing his face when the train was coming and while riding it was great. I can’t wait until you’re here so I can experience those kinds of joys with you…seeing you light up at the things that you like and showing you the great parts of this world.
Our friends from college, Nate and Kate Miley just had a baby girl a couple of weeks ago and we’re really happy for them. It’s fun to look at their pictures and live vicariously through them for a few months until you come. Just thinking about those first few days and weeks with you is so amazing to think about. I still have no idea what to expect, but I know it will change my life forever.
Bradley class is going well, but it’s almost finished. One of the girls in our class had her baby a couple of weeks ago as well, so it’s exciting to start seeing these couples that we have been in class with for the past few months start to actually have their babies. The next one is due on Christmas day, so we’re praying that all goes well.
This weekend is our first weekend at home together in over a month, so we’re going to relax and enjoy it. We’ll probably start getting your room ready (and by your room, I mean half of our room…welcome to New York!). We’re going to rent a small storage unit to put all of our non-essential furniture in for the next few months so we can free up space for you.
Next week, we’re going back to Chicago for Christmas…our last Christmas without you! While it might be more relaxing than future Christmases will be, it certainly won’t be as enjoyable. We’re really looking forward to welcoming you into the world in 15 weeks!
We tried to find out your gender a week ago and we were all excited to tell our family and friends. We were getting ready to see my parents the next day and were planning a perfect way to surprise them with the announcement in person. But then you moved around too much for the doctor to be able to see and we were left waiting for another week.
We were a little bit disappointed, but then I realized that it just gave us another week with something to look forward to.
This morning we went to St. Luke’s Roosevelt Hospital for the anatomy ultrasound and after a few anxious moments, we found out that you’re no longer just our little baby. You’re our little baby girl!
Mommy has been thinking all along that you would be a girl. I don’t know if it’s because she wanted a girl, or if it’s because of all the old wives’ tales or if it was just a mother-daughter connection, but she was sure of it all along. The only moment of hesitation was last night when she had a clear-as-day dream that you were a boy. But I immediately dismissed that because when your cousin Gavin was about to be born, mommy had a dream that he would be an Asian genius.
As for me, I’ve been completely split about whether I wanted a boy or a girl first. Part of me wanted a boy because I think that’s what all guys want first. A boy as the oldest child can protect his younger sister(s). But part of me wanted a girl because there aren’t any other granddaughters in the family. If you were a boy, you would be the fourth one on the Barnes side.
Once I found out that you are a girl, however, I was ecstatic. You’re daddy’s little girl and I can’t wait to raise you and teach you all about life and Michigan football and boys and everything else.
Obviously, since I’ve never been in this position before, I can’t speak from experience, but it seems that there’s something more special to a father about a daughter than a son. I like the way that the politician and writer from the 1600-1700s, Joseph Addison, put it: “Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters, there is something which there are no words to express.”
No words to express, and yet here I am trying to write about what it will be like to raise you. I know that a young girl is so delicate and precious and it’s a huge responsibility as a father to raise her in a way that allows her to flourish. While it’s a huge responsibility, I can’t wait to dive in and take on that responsibility head-first.
A part of me is reflecting on the kind of world I’m bringing you into. A world in which terrorism has forever changed the way we go about our daily lives. A world in which millions of people are struggling to find jobs and hold onto their homes. A world in which our president cares more about his own celebrity than the safety and well-being of our country. And yet, with all of the peril we face right now, I can’t wait until you’re born so I can show you all of the beautiful parts of life.
In what I think should be one of the top albums of 2010, the Arcade Fire sings, “So can you understand why I want a daughter while I’m still young? I wanna hold her hand and show her some beauty before all this damage is done…”
That’s how I feel right now. I can’t wait to show you the sunrise or the ocean. I can’t wait to teach you how to love and to dance with you at your wedding. And above all, I can’t wait to be your dad.
Last Thursday, we were supposed to find out if you’re a boy or a girl, but you were having none of it. You were moving around so much that the doctor wasn’t able to tell on the ultrasound. She said if she had to guess, she would say girl, but that’s just a guess. We have another appointment this Thursday, which is an anatomy ultrasound, so we will find out for sure then.
Of course it won’t change how much I love you, but I can’t wait to find out what we have to look forward to. All signs seem to be pointing towards girl, and even though I’ve been saying all along that I’m hoping for a boy, the thought of a girl is really exciting. You’ll be the first girl in either of our families.
It has been really fun the past few days to feel you kicking. Mommy can feel you all the time now and if I put my hand on her belly, I can sometimes feel too. I think you’re going to be a soccer player just like me! It’s pretty crazy to think that you’re inside her belly in a sack of water and the size of a cantaloupe with body parts that are still developing, and yet you’re able to kick hard enough for us to feel it on the outside. How truly amazing the whole process of birth is.
This past weekend, we were in French Lick, Ind. for the wedding of a good family friend, Kayla Seaman. Her dad, Rick, was my dad (your grandpa)’s college roommate, and the Seaman kids, as well as another family, the Beadles, grew up together like cousins. They were some of our best friends growing up, closer even than some of our family. Jared Seaman, who is three years older than me, and his wife are about a week farther along than we are in their pregnancy, and one of the Beadle kids, Cameron, and his wife are expecting shortly after we are. So our parents are all becoming grandparents at the same time. I hope that we can continue the Potts, Seaman, Beadle tradition with you, or at least have other great friends that we can raise you with.
During the wedding was a very touching moment in a tribute to Rick, who passed away 12 years ago. They showed a video of home movies that he made of his kids while they were growing up…getting ready to go on vacation, etc. The most touching part was the end when he was filming Kayla on her first day of school with her backpack and dancing around on the driveway. You could just feel the love and admiration he had for her. It really made me long to be the kind of father he was, and I hope I can be like that for you.
Well, we are now halfway through the pregnancy and mommy is really starting to show. We will find out your gender on Thursday, as well as get all the tests done to make sure you’re as healthy as can be. I’m going to Denver this weekend for work for the Broncos-Chiefs game, so I’m looking forward to that, but not about leaving mommy alone for the weekend. The next weekend I’ll be in Minneapolis, but that should be the last of my work traveling for a while. Then we’ll be into the holidays and the home stretch until you’re born!
This week will be a little bit different because it’s the first pregnancy pic with an actual background (the beautiful view of the Hudson River from the park right by our apartment) and we have a surprise guest…Carrie! She wanted to take a week to post her thoughts to Pablo, so here she is:
Hello Sweet Baby-
I decided it was time to say hello, and give you a little insight into life from my perspective 🙂 So far, you and I have been getting along pretty well, but when you don’t enjoy something I eat you make it clear–which is fair I suppose, since you most likely get your picky eating habits from me.
I find myself becoming more and more protective of you as we get closer and closer to meeting you, and you really start to feel real. I haven’t felt you move yet, but when we went to the Dr. last week your heartbeat was beating perfectly at 140 beats/minute, so it will be only a matter of time till you flip over hard enough for me to feel it. I’m not going to lie, I really can’t wait for that! I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what it will be like to actually meet you on your birthday, and your dad and I have made the decision to switch hospitals. Now you’ll be born at St. Luke’s Roosevelt hospital in NYC rather than NYU. We switched so that we could deliver at the Birthing Center. We’re not very “granola” people at all, but we are adopting some more granola habits when it comes to you. Who knows, maybe this is a sign of things to come. I mean come on I gave up caffeine….me, who got a job a Starbucks in grad school because I couldn’t afford my habit so I needed the discount!! Everybody tells us how our lives will change dramatically once you come along and rock our worlds, and I know they’re right–I’ve seen it in your Uncle Kent and Aunt Lisanne’s lives, but it’s different when it’s your own life.
My mom and dad (Nana and Pappy) were here this weekend and we all realized this was our “last hoorah” before we add you to the mix. We enjoyed lots of leisurely meals and naps in the middle of the day–2 things I know will be gone this time next year. I’m excited to see how our lives change and how we adapt once you join the family. I think about that a lot–how my and your dad’s roles will change and it makes me so excited to see a whole new side of your dad. He’s amazing with your cousins and he’s so excited about you–he kisses my belly goodbye before work each day and it’s adorable.
We keep talking about what kind of things we want to do with you, and of course at the top of our list is introducing you to the wonderful world of football. Now, you are going to be born into a bit of a firestorm: I love Notre Dame, Dad loves Michigan, and Grandpa Potts loves Ohio State. This is a recipe for disaster my dear. Don’t worry though, we’ll keep you on the straight and narrow towards the golden dome of the Irish. This is a major source of contention in your dad and I’s conversations, but I just keep playing the “I am creating life, I choose the team” card….It’s not working, it’s going to be an uphill battle 🙂 Just remember–I got up 30 minutes early so I’d have time to get sick and still make it to work on time–keep that in mind when you’re choosing which jersey to wear. I’m just sayin…
But I must say, regardless of your college football team status, you’re ours and I will love you forever. 4 years ago I couldn’t have imagined saying that, but then I met your cousin Gavin, and that changed. Oh my gosh how I love that little man. Then his brother Eldon joined the mix and at first I wasn’t sure I had enough love for him since I loved Gavin so much–I couldn’t imagine loving 2 kids that much. And then I met Eldon and now my heart aches when I see pictures of either of them. And then sweet James came along and it’s a minor miracle I’m not back in Chicago every weekend to kiss his sweet cheeks. Now I’m going to have you–a piece of me and your dad, and that is the most incredible thing I can imagine. I love your dad more than words can possibly express, and knowing that we are going to have something that we made together makes my heart so full I think it might burst. I know that sounds cheesy but there is no other way to put it. I feel so blessed I think my heart may overflow with gratitude.
I love you sweet baby, and I cannot wait until November 4th to find out if your a boy or girl!!! By the way, if you could do me a favor and give me a little kick or a flip here in the next few days that would be great–I’m just sayin….
Well, it’s the beginning of the 16th week, and you’re now the size of an avocado. I guess that makes sense because we had mommy’s famous guacamole yesterday with, you guess it, tacos. Seriously, I can’t wait for you to be old enough to try her guac, because it’s amazing.
So now you’re about 4-5 inches long and you’re able to move your arms and legs now. My book says that you’re about to start playing soccer with mom’s organs, so hopefully you’re good at scoring goals. It also says your ears are now able to hear our voices, so hopefully you were asleep during the Michigan-Michigan State game yesterday because I may have said a few bad words. It was Michigan’s first loss of the season and we played pretty poorly, so I wasn’t happy.
Also, your eyebrows, eyelashes, and hair are starting to fill in and your taste buds are forming so soon you’ll be able to taste the tacos.
Mommy is really convinced that you’re a girl…only because of wives tales, like fast heartbeat, bad morning sickness, and carrying you low in her belly. She also had a dream that you were a girl, but we can’t really trust that, since she had a dream that Gavin was going to be an Asian genius. He might turn out to be a genius, but he certainly doesn’t look Asian to me.
We should find out in a couple of weeks whether you’re a boy or a girl, so I can’t wait! We have our next doctor’s appointment next Thursday and there’s a chance we could find out then, so we’ll see.
I’m traveling next weekend for work, so we might not have a Week 17 picture. I’ll be Washington, D.C. for the Colts-Redskins Sunday night game. Verizon is doing a promotion for NFL RedZone because it’s becoming half price that day, so we’re doing activations at the Redskins, Giants, and Patriots games that day. I’m in charge of coordinating the Redskins activation. I’m looking forward to seeing a game in the largest stadium in the NFL, FedEx Field. Plus, it’s against the Colts, so it should be fun.
The 12 week pregnancy post is a little bit delayed and will probably be posted in the next day or two due to my being in Buffalo all weekend. However, to kick off the 12th week, we do have a nice surprise for today…more pictures!
We decided to go back to the doctor today to get everything checked out again because we had a few concerns. Thankfully, the doctor said everything looks great and healthy with no complications.
We were really happy to be able to get another look at the little one, who we are now affectionately calling Pablo. Yeah, that’s right, Pablo (more on that in a minute).
We saw it moving and heard the heartbeat again (Carrie said it was a fast heartbeat, which usually means it’s a girl…is that true?). It was moving both legs and arms and the doctor said it’s about three-and-a-half inches long, which is three times bigger than it was two weeks ago in the first ultrasound! That’s amazing that it can triple in size in two weeks.
The best part of the visit was when it gave us a wave (left). We were excited to see all five fingers and I’m pretty sure I even saw it give a thumbs up for Michigan’s win over Notre Dame on Saturday.
You can’t really tell in these pictures, but from the way it was moving, it’s legs look really long. I’m convinced it’s going to be a 6’5″ receiver in about 18 years.
The other really cool thing is that you can see the facial features…eyes, nose, mouth and ears already and it’s only been around for 12 weeks!
Now onto the Pablo story. It has nothing to do with the national immigration debate (although maybe fitting, since I was born in Arizona) and everything to do with food.
Carrie’s first real pregnancy craving has been tacos. We make them all the time (and no I’m not talking about Taco Bell; I’m talking real tacos with doubled-up corn tortillas, fresh cilantro, lime, etc), which is fine for me, since I like tacos too, and our neighborhood is all Dominican, so the grocery store on the corner sells pretty much all hispanic food.
A couple weeks ago when Carrie’s cousin Travis was in town, we made amazing shredded pork tacos and when Carrie went to bed that night she couldn’t sleep because she wanted more tacos. She woke up and wanted more tacos. Pretty much all she could think about was tacos, so we decided the baby must like tacos, and therefore, should have a Mexican name (in the womb). So we settled on Pablo.
I’m not really sure why that was the one that stuck out, but it also fits since one of the best players on my favorite baseball team, the San Francisco Giants, is Pablo Sandoval. That also means the baby’s nickname is the Kung Fu Panda, since that’s Pablo Sandoval’s nickname.
So anyway, we are excited to end the first trimester and move onto the second. I know Carrie is for sure, since everyone says the morning sickness and constant tiredness get better in the second trimester. Stay tuned for the next pregnancy pic and note to the baby in a day or two. Time to go make some tacos.
There are few things that can get me up in the early hours of the morning. Chief among those things is golf and apparently I can now add babies to the list. We trekked down to midtown on the East side for an 8:15 a.m. appointment…the first ultrasound. I had no idea what to expect other than the awkwardness of being a guy in a woman’s lair.
Thankfully, after a frantic search for a Starbucks (and coming up empty and having to settle for Oren’s Daily Roast) there was hardly anyone else in the waiting room when we arrived and we were ushered back to a private room pretty quickly. The nurse got to work right away and the image of Baby X flashed onto the monitor. It was our first look at the peanut-sized (and shaped) living being incubating inside Carrie’s uterus. It was both exciting and emotional, especially when she turned on the sound to hear the heartbeat, which sounded more like a string of firecrackers going off than the typical sound of a heartbeat that you hear on TV shows and movies. But it was the best sound of firecrackers I’ve ever heard.
As I sit here looking at the souvenir printout of the baby that she printed out for us, it really sheds a new light onto the issue of abortion in my mind. I just cannot fathom how somebody can look at this knowing that it is a part of the two of you and is being intricately woven together over a period of nine months, and decide that it’s not worth keeping. Of course, my situation is much different than that of many who get to this point, so my feelings of love and compassion for this peanut I’ve only seen in a 2″x 3″ picture don’t reflect those of everybody else, but it just goes to show how amazing the miracle of life really is, how it’s so far beyond our control, and how life really does start at conception, rather than birth.
The only awkward part of the experience was while waiting for Carrie to get her height, weight and blood pressure measured, I was standing next to the bathroom door where other women were passing by with their urine samples. I may have gotten a few dirty looks, but hey, I just saw my kid for the first time, so I don’t care.
The doctor we met with after the ultrasound was very nice and not like the doctors I’ve been warned about in the fatherhood books I’ve been reading. She welcomed my presence in the room, talked to me, and asked if I had any questions or input. Apparently some doctors barely even recognize that the guy in there with his wife or girlfriend. This one, however, seems great and Carrie seemed to really like her. She could be the one delivering the baby (she’s one of four doctors in the practice) so it should be an exciting time over the next seven months!