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Well, Pablo, it’s the start of the 13th week and you’re really starting to feel real now. In the picture that we saw on Monday when you waved to us it was great to see you looking like an actual human insted of a peanut like in the very first ultrasound.
Supposedly you’re eyelids are closed now, so you didn’t have to witness Michigan almost lose to UMass today (we did win though, and the way things are going, maybe we’ll have to name you Denard), and you’re vocal cords are forming so I’m sure you’ll be singing “The Victors” soon. The book also says that you’ll be able to suck your thumb soon, so I can’t wait to see that on the ultrasound.
Today we tried to make a quick trip to Target, which is only a mile from our apartment, but it ended up taking over two hours because of traffic and it seemed like the entire Bronx was there (it’s in the Bronx). Seriously, everybody and their ghetto mom was there and it was pretty stressful. Mommy kept feeling a little fluttering in her stomache. Was that you? I think it’s too early to feel you kick and move, but she kept feeling it so we were kind of hoping that was your first moves. We were joking that you were just as frustrated as we were with trying to push our way through the aisles.
It’s still weird to tell people about you. I haven’t figured out how to acutally bring it to people up yet. I mean, do I just say, “Hey, guess what: I’m having a baby!” or do I just casually mention it during conversation? There never seems to be a good way to say it. By now, pretty much everybody at work knows, and I told my Jets coworkers at the game against the Ravens last Monday. It actually worked out pretty well with the Jets because all I had to do was tell one person and she told everybody else. Maybe that’s the way to do it. Anyway, they’re all really excited.
Mommy has really been feeling the nausea lately. The past few days she has been getting really grossed out by the food she bring for lunch, and then ends up buying something else, which doesn’t really help the savings plan. It’s just one of those pregnancy quirks that’s unexplainable.
I’m traveling again next weekend as we come to the end of the first trimester. I’ll be in Baltimore for their game against the Browns. We also have the next doctor’s appointment on Friday. I don’t know if they’ll do another ultrasound or not, but I hope we get to see you again.
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.