Picture Day

My mom made a comment on the banana blog post wondering about baked goods. My little brother loves banana bread, banana cake, banana Runts, and even those banana popsicles, so she is used to baking with nanners. Apparently my maternal instinct was turned on this weekend though because Saturday, I made a double batch of banana muffins to get rid of the rotten bananas that had been hanging out on our counter for a couple of weeks (thanks to Matt buying 10 lbs of bananas for his Smoothie craze). Once again, I ate the baby without realizing it. Maybe there is some science behind the food comparisons. Its like they know what foods I will be eating at each point in pregnancy and its kind of creepy #iatethebabyagain (did I twitter reference that right??) Anyway Mom, the answer is, No, I don't need banana bread. I would probably eat some though. Feel free to fish out all the banana Runts from a pack for me too. Patrick isn't the only one who's bananas.

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Baby got its 20 week Glamour Shots yesterday. I sort of feel a little bad for not feeling more emotional about the ultrasound. It is really amazing to see the baby move and grow etc. etc. (and I cried the first time) but the pictures are sort of weird and creepy. No offense to those of you who opt for (or pay for) this kind of thing, but the 3-D and 4-D ones are even weirder. I think they look like crappy clay-mation figures that a 4-yr old could make (too harsh?). I keep seeing commercials for "Stork Vision" where you can pay to go have unnecessary ultrasounds of the 3-D and 4-D varieties (in fact, it was the Groupon or Daily Deal or something today) and I think all patrons of the place are absolutely nuts. A) Do you really want the shitty clay-mation pictures all over your house? B) Can't you wait a few more months for pictures of the real thing? C) Ultrasound pics are worthless once baby is here. Box them up and store them away with the other junk you never look at again. Okay, that may be a little too much, I do enjoy the pictures that I have gotten from ultrasounds but I would never in a million years PAY for additional photo shoots, of additional cosmetic pictures, of little Gumby babies.

*THIS IS NOT OUR BABY

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Do sculptures cost extra?

When Charlie and I were little (either before Patrick was born or when he was a baby) we found this book buried under our couch that had pictures of the development of a baby in the womb. We thought it was pornography. We were blown away (granted we were under the age of 7) at the pictures of little aliens floating around. Thanks to "Look Who's Talking" we had an intro of the birds and the bees from the insides, but pictures of ultrasounds take me right back to those awkward feelings of seeing something I shouldn't be seeing (haha I say this as I post my own pictures. Invade away, I guess!).

Now that I have offended someone (I'm sure) I will get off of my soapbox and share OUR ultrasound experience. Again, I appreciate having the ultrasound and seeing the growth and development, and I also appreciate the medical benefits that all of the measurements and observations can lead to. But at the end of the day, Matt and I agreed that 95% of the pictures looked like weird blobs. This could have been the gender reveal day but I told the sonographer, no way. We were instructed to turn away at certain points and I caught Matt peaking more than once. He claimed he could be staring right at the parts and would have no idea but I was not happy and made him turn around. I've mentioned all the dreams I've had about accidentally finding out and I wasn't ready for that happen.

The whole finding out vs. not finding out thing is starting to annoy Matt. He wants to know and he thinks I would be less neurotic if I knew too. I see it like this. Yes, I want to know what is inside of my Christmas presents that sit there and taunt me from under the Christmas tree but no, I do not want to know what they are before I open them up. It takes all of the fun, excitement and anticipation out of the experience. "Oh, I bet this is the shoes I know I'm getting. Whoopee." I might as well keep them wrapped until I need to wear them. Why bother opening them? My family has always been good about keeping presents surprises. My mom asked for lists but there was no guarantee that what was on it was what you were getting. I am not a fan of shopping for my own gifts or telling people what to get me (or me what to get them for that matter). Suggestions are welcomed but seriously, the surprise is WAY better.

Situation A: (Christmas morning - Patrick's voices in his head narrating a gift he never received in reality because it would be boring) Oh, this must be that DVD I really wanted. I'll just leave it in the foof until I want to watch it. HELLO EVERYONE! I'm done with my present, who is next. Wait, what did I get? The DVD I wanted. I said, the DVD I wanted! Isn't anyone listening to me or paying attention to me?!?!

Lame.

Situation B: (Patrick's voices inside of his head) What is in this fantastically foofed package? shake shake What could it be? untying bow I didn't ask for anything specific... hmmm. How exciting, all eyes are on me!  I love attention. rip rip Everyone wants to know whats inside! Look over there at Katy & Matt, givers of this gift. They obviously are bursting with excitement! tear tear OH EM GEE.

The crowd erupts in cheers! Yay! Its a Patrick bobble head! Patrick on a TOILET bobble head! I didn't have that on my list! Thank God they didn't follow any list. (This would look good sitting next to the fetus sculpture pictured above!)

See folks, surprises are WAY better (remember that at Christmas, and on February 6th). Excuse my digression but we do NOT know the sex of baby today. Matt and I were pretty impressed the sonographers don't slip with that news. Ours said she tries not to find it out herself if the couple doesn't want to know because she is afraid of being the one to spill the beans. I feel like I would be like, "Oh there is his foot" and not even realize that I said "his." Insert look of devastation from parents who wanted to be surprised, here. She said they get good at saying "Baby" but I still think it would be hard! The family in front of us found out baby #5 was also boy #5 (as twin 3 yr olds were looking on). The twins looked so much like girls due to their long hair that the entire office was calling them girls until the parents made the correction as they exited the office. Oops. That poor mom had some wishful thinking. I guess drag twins will have to do.

Enough of my jibber jabber, here is what you have been waiting for.

Profile (looks the same as the 12 week shot)

Big Yawn (I admit, this is cute but I am a little weirded out by the skeletor resemblance the face-on view shows)

Foot (begin useless ultrasound pictures) This is a foot (on the right) and a knee (the blob on the left).

From here, pictures were sort of not recognizable. "Here is the baby's left kidney." Neat. The spine was pretty cool to see, I will give them that, and obviously the face shots. It was also cute to see the little arm stretching above the head and coming up to the face. The last thing the ultrasound revealed was that my bladder was getting pretty full and this must be uncomfortable for me. Um, yea (maybe that's why I am not all rainbows and sunshine about ultrasounds?!). Last time I was diagnosed with a full bladder at this office was even more uncomfortable, as it was pointed out by the doctor that was elbows deep in my annual exam. I didn't realize they could tell that~ especially from the ultrasound pictures. Clearly we were right about having no idea what we are looking at. See my pee?