3D Good Times!

'Cause the last ultrasound was a flop - we decided to put out the big bucks and head to the new 3D ultrasound baby viewing fun times place. Its non-diagnostic, its pricey but worth it, and you can bring anyone and everyone, enjoy a comfy room with big screens and view your bub in 3D for half an hour...which by the way is super cool! Its best to do it at 30-32 weeks - but we were so bummed at the black and whites that we needed something a little more exciting...(sidebar) studies show that the 3D ultrasound helps for the dad to connect to the baby - seeing it as a real human makes it I dunno - google it and read the effin' article...whatever it is- it does help and did I say super cool already?!! Smeagol kicked, sucked its thumb, played with the cord, yawned - its crazy - you walk out of that place with a disc full of pictures, and a DVD of the little bugger moving around...I still try to look for the "package" everytime I view the DVD - but this time the tech said "you won't be able to tell in 3D, both the balls and vag-jai-jai look the same since the vulva is usually swollen..." Ummmmm - thanks for that...We still believe we saw a pickle!

My kid looks like Smeagol!

So we head out to the all important 18-20 week ultrasound (me and baby daddy who was in town for a super visit of all important baby doctor appointments!). Very uneventful - of course its super cool to see your baby in your belly on the screen (creepy too) but its a diagnostic exam so the cool bits are missed and the tech is doing heartbeat reads, brain sections, and probably counting toes and fingers while you're trying to get a good look to see if that's a vag-jai-jai or pickle inbetween those legs...as much as I'm making it a surprise, I still try to sneek a peek, like I'd know any different what I'm looking at?!! Seriously - I'm resorting to the Chinese Lunar calendar, the ring swing, if my pillow faces north or south, and whether I'm carrying my weight out front or all around...I'm convincing myself through all these old wives tales that I'm having a boy...(sidebar) back on track here - needless to say the ultrasound was a bit of a duder, and the tech actually gave us pictures of our baby - all we could think was that the poor little thing looks scary...Smeagol scary!!!

I am a horrible blogger...

Yep - and that's the extent of it - I'm doing a horrible job at this blogging business -so all I have for you now is a lot of pictures...enjoy!

P.S. - I've fixed the comment problem, if you want to leave a comment you can and won't need a gmail account - sorry about that, totally didn't take notice!

How very "Britney Spears"

This is the fourth time in four days that I've managed to spill something on myself a la Britney Spears pregnant with Small Fry. Dear gawd help me! Could it be the uncontrollable eating? The midnight snacks? Or have I always been a slob?


(Perez Hilton Photo Technique)

The best advice: "You can't be a mother without a driver's licence..."

Yes I know one of these days I need to get a driver's licence...my bad...who knew you could get this far in life without one - And FYI I'm not the only one out there in her twenties+ (thirty-ish...) with no driver's licence. So I'm continually getting advice from everyone around me and most people are telling me I'll get sick of it, but I truly do love it! Last time I checked there was no instructions given to you with the pregnancy tests on how to cope with pregnancy and the hospital doesn't give you manuals or remote controls either. I'm lapping up to "how to's" as best I can...

Pregnancy survival:

1. 3-6 month pregnant - the best time, you get your energy back. 7-9 worst but that's life. (giddy up...)
   


2. Try and stay as calm as possible, I believe it does affect their temperament. (I'm going to have a crazy bub...)
   


3. Have a wine and cigarette on those days you feel terrible, I did, if it helps you cope then that's good. (moderation of course...lets get real, you can frown all you want social taboo party poopers - you think I like coming to your parties to see you get drunk and make asses out of yourselves while sipping water? - but I'm going to be European about it with a half glass of red occasionally...for all of us born in the seventies-ish, as if we weren't all drunk during our development and for the first six months of our lives!)
   


4. Try and prepare as best you can, do all those things you have been putting off before it arrives. Enjoy your free time now!!!! (this one hurts a lot - but I'm getting a mannie for sure...)
   


5. Don't go crazy with the clothes, my baby has already grown out of 3 sizes in 3 months. (too late, the grandmas' can't help themselves...)
   


6. Make sure you have someone with you at the birth!!! (I'm going to say "I'm so sorry" right now...I've seen movies, its not pretty...)

So...what do you have to say?

Surprise!

So as many of you may know or perhaps to all of you who have yet to know...I'm knocked up, but its officially official now, I've had the scans done and there is definitely something in my belly...the doctors aren't lying after all!

This is my first and most uneventful ultrasound ever – little blob was napping with its back to the camera, the best shot we could get was the one attached, view of the backside – ass to crown (bum left - brain right...bits of arms, and yes there are legs, was all curled up)…true “erin joly” styles – ass to the flash!

And of course I'm thinking if its mine - its definitely a rock star in the making!

So I'll try to answer as many questions as possible in one go...I'm back in Canada, but I can't say that it is or isn’t permanent yet. I’m in the process of getting my visa for residency in Oz but it takes time, without a visa I am without Oz medicare…so here I am living with the parents in Victoria, BC until a) my visa comes through, b) my medicare is approved before my visa, c) my fairy godmother waves her magic wand and fixes everything, d) my passport is renewed at the same time as a), b), and c) or e) the baby decides to come early (due December 4th, 2007)…I’m going absolutely mental with the bureaucracy, the stress, the frustration, the boyfriend, the distance, the hormones, the real life grown up decisions, the forms, the paperwork and the constant peeing.

This pregnancy is uplanned, but some of the best things in my life have been unplanned...although my mom still believes the Oz gov't is handing out sugar pills for birth control, since the increase in births over the last 2 years over there is a bazillion per cent. I blame my doctor and the pharmacist for switching my pills 3 times in four months...although one bender of a night in the Kings Cross after Lady Sovereign could have been a factor as well...