My Husband Is the Best

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So, my husband is the best. Sorry, ladies, he's taken!

I have a confession to make. I am irritable with this early stage of pregnancy. Part of it is nerves, and part of it is hormones, and part of it is the exhaustion. Also, part of it is sin and I am praying daily to watch my tongue and patience with my kids. But I'm grumpy.

I was telling Tim last night about how I feel about this, and his response, "It's all a part of the process." So accepting and simple. Instead of being highly annoyed with me (as perhaps he had a right to be) he just accepts this as par for the course for growing a baby.

Miss N took the ultrasound pictures to school today (she wanted to, it was not my suggestion, and I cleared it with her teacher first, who of course was out today but what can you do?) She is very excited about the baby. Although, the other night when I was having my issue and we could not go to church, I told her we couldn't go because mommy wasn't feeling well. Her response? "Sheesh, you are always not feeling well. When will you get better? When the baby comes out? That is already taking FOREVER!" She's got a lot to learn if a week is forever!

I am thinking about letting her and maybe Miss M come to the 20 week ultrasound. I think Miss N would think it is really cool. Anyone done that before with an older kid? She will be close to 6 at that time.

Comments

Beth Koerts said…
I took Katelyn and Michael to my 20 week ultrasound. Michael would have been almost four and Katelyn would have just turned 2. They were somewhat interested in the ultrasound. Katelyn looked at the screen and said look it's a kitty cat. And then the ultrasound tech was looking at the pic and said this little turkey just keeps moving around. Well from then on my kids named the baby turkey and that is all they called the baby till he was born. They would tell people if they asked what the babies name was going to be they would say Turkey but my Mama doesn't really like that name. Michael wanted a brother so much so it was fun to have him their when they said it was going to be a boy! I think you should take the girls. They would enjoy it espeically Natalie.
October 7, 2011 at 1:44 PM
The Harrisons said…
I took my kids and they enjoyed it - Aidan got a bit wiggly toward the end but if Tim will be there I say definitely take them - it helps them feel like they have a part in the process :-)
October 7, 2011 at 3:28 PM
Betsy said…
We always took our kids to all the ultrasounds, and with the twins it was a lot! Bring some coloring books if they get wiggly. It's a wonderful opportunity for them to see the baby, but maybe you could have them write down the gender in case it's not what the girls are hoping for, then you can tell them in your own way.
October 10, 2011 at 5:05 PM
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