AUTHOR: Marty, a.k.a. canape
TITLE: 17 weeks
DATE: 8/17/2007 12:00:00 PM
You've stuck with me for 17 weeks now. Hanging out. Hiding from the nurse trying to find your heartbeat. Giving me some wicked heartburn. Or perhaps that was the 2 Black Bottom cupcakes I ate. Either way, I don't mind. I just like having you here.
I'm starting to think a lot about how we are going to get you here. I've found a really nice childbirth coach, or at least I think that is what you call her, who is going to do classes for your daddy and me here at the house. I'm reading some books, and trying to gather information rather than make a plan. Because the one thing I've learned so far is that there really isn't much good in planning. You have to be ready to go with the flow.
I know though, that I want your birth to be a happy time. A positive experience. I want to choose to make the environment tingle with anticipation and excitement. Have it be about you and not about me. That is what I want. I want for the focus to be on the outcome.
Your room is painted. In a couple of weeks, you are going to get a new bamboo floor. I bought you a rabbit off of Etsy and a couple of bunny prints too that I had framed last week. Your room is still full of your daddy's guitars, but I'm thinking that you are going to like listening to him play so much, that it's alright. Besides, after I considered bitching about it, I realized that mine were in there too, and my amplifier. We are the pot and kettle, me and your daddy.
You got a present this week from your Auntie Girl. It is a beautiful quilt with birds on it. Chicks to be exact. You are going to love it. You are going to love her. I know because I do.
Your daddy likes to rub the belly more now that it feels like a belly and not a gut. I would like to take this moment and thank you for growing straight out and pulling my love handles right along with you. You are actually making dressing much easier these days. But back to your daddy. Your heartbeat is louder and more complex now, and your daddy likes hearing it. He gets excited. I feel him connecting to you, and it is such an amazing feeling. You have such an awesome daddy.
I think I felt you move this week. We were at our yoga class, and yes, I know I should move to a prenatal one, but I like this one so much. I don't know if you can hear her or not, but the yoga instructor sounds a lot like I imagine Martha Stewart would sound if she were a yoga teacher. And I like it. Down dog, it's a good thing. Anyway, I was on my belly doing that back bend where you grab your ankles behind you, and I don't think you liked it. I could feel something, maybe you, swishing about, fluttering almost, as if to say, "Get off me, woman! You aren't a lightweight, you know." So I did. I got up and crossed off belly yoga poses from my list. Sorry about that.
In a few weeks, we will know if you are a boy or a girl. Your daddy thinks you are a boy. I think you are a girl. Neither one of us cares what you are, really. You are our little Bird, and that's all that matters. I just want to know because, well, I want to know everything about you that I can. I think you are fascinating.
Even more exciting to me than finding out about your boy or girl parts though, is when you can actually start hearing things. Like music. How much can you hear of the piano when I play? How much of my students' playing can you hear (I might be able to bribe them into practicing more, you know, tell them they are scarring your development when they massacre Bach)? Can you hear your daddy practice guitar at night when I sit and listen to him? Will you be able to hear Crowded House when your daddy and I go to the concert? I hope so. I hope you are already getting to enjoy music like we enjoy music.
Most of all, I hope you hear me when I tell you that I love you. Because I do. So very much. And I'm excited that you are still here. You are the best Little Bird of them all.
Labels: Baby Lust, Try Try Again
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 1:06:00 PM EDT
Too sweet. Especially that you want the babies birth to be about them...and not about you.
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 2:33:00 PM EDT
Had to chuckle a bit at the Bach remark.
Be sure and ask LB how they like Crowded House's new drummer. I will be curious.
AUTHOR: Jennifer, Playgroups Are No Place For Children
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 3:47:00 PM EDT
I can't wait to hear the gender...
Great post. I know you'll enjoy those early movements, what a wonderful sensation they are.
Almost makes me want to have another baby. Almost.
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 3:54:00 PM EDT
You just made me cry.
I used to have conversations in my head all the time when I was out and about with my guys in my belly. I loved having them there, right next to me.
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 3:58:00 PM EDT
Baby growing straight out? I say BOY!
I miss having a baby in my belly, and it's been 17 months since there's been one in there.
We used to have Music Time, in which I would read a good book or trashy magazine and I kept headphones on my belly. Kris made the Cubby Mix and we listened to it every week and during labor as well. I swear that Henry has responded to these songs since the very beginning. Amazing.
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 4:12:00 PM EDT
Oh, oh, oh. This made me cry. Lovely letter.
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 8:32:00 PM EDT
I think it's a Bird. That is all.
AUTHOR: Oh, The Joys
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 9:01:00 PM EDT
You know... there is only ONE pregnancy book that I would actually recommend and it's called "Pregnancy, Childbirth and The Newborn." It's the only one that isn't totally judgemental and bossy.
xo to you and the little bird.
AUTHOR: Redneck Mommy
DATE:Friday, August 17, 2007 at 11:57:00 PM EDT
You make me want to birth another babe.
Now I'm going to slowly back away, refill my wine goblet and try and remember why I retired my uterus.
DATE:Saturday, August 18, 2007 at 7:05:00 AM EDT
I love the letter to little bird~! How sweet :)
DATE:Saturday, August 18, 2007 at 9:42:00 PM EDT
Oh, good lord -- you've gone and made me want to head to the bedroom RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE because there is nothing like that sweet anticipation and the thrill of preparation.
DATE:Sunday, August 19, 2007 at 10:45:00 AM EDT
What a sweet letter.
As far as what he/she can hear right now ... we loved a book called "What's Going On In There?" that talks about neurological development in the fetus, newborn, and little child. If you're interested in the research, this is a great book that sums it all up.
Read it now -- cause after he/she arrives, there will be no time for reading!
DATE:Monday, August 20, 2007 at 7:21:00 AM EDT
too damn sweet!
DATE:Monday, August 20, 2007 at 8:59:00 AM EDT
This was a lovely letter. The kicking is one of the things I really love about pregnancy and I cannot wait for mine to start kicking in a few weeks.
I'm so impressed that you're getting a room ready already!
DATE:Monday, August 20, 2007 at 10:51:00 PM EDT
So, so sweet. Little Bird. Canape, if you don't already have Elizabeth Mitchell's "You are my Little Bird" CD, you should definitely get it. It is the best "kid music" CD I own. One that I listen to when the kids are NOT EVEN around. Enough said.
DATE:Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 11:58:00 AM EDT
Bird hears you.