Happy 2nd Birthday Ace!

Two years ago today Ace made his first appearance in this world.  It’s amazing how fast time flies…can it really be two years already?

Momma is sad that her little baby…is not so much of a baby anymore.  I am excited that my little boy is becoming…well, a little boy.  :D

So, what has happened in Ace’s 2nd year?  A whole lot…

Ace has figured out that the world extends much farther than the walls of our home.  The boy loves to be outside, at the park, riding on the mowerswimming in the pool, swinging on the swingset, or at the zoo

He no longer fits in the kitchen sink for bath time, so we had to actually finish installing the bath tub in our upstairs bathroom.  He has some foam letters that float in the bath tub, and at only two years old, he can tell you what every single letter is…both upper and lower case.   (He’s a genius)  :D

Ace spent his summer going new places and doing new things.  Remember going to COSI, doing the chicken dance on the field at Cooper Stadium, going to Iowa for vacation, and swimming at the beach?  We had a blast last summer…

Not everything last year was cheerful and happy though.  We had to put down our family dog, Buddy.  And after trying for 11 months, we got pregnant, and then mis-carried.  Ace was young enough that he wasn’t really affected though, which is a good thing.   

Last fall Ace drank his last bottle, went to his first fly-in and demo derby, went to Circle-S-Farms, and dressed up like a Vampire for trick-or-treat.

Winter time brought on Wildlights at the Zoo, an amazing Christmas, a new fish tank, and locking Momma out of the house:D

So what will next year bring?  So far we have a two week vacation planned at the end of summer, which I’m sure will provide some good blog fodder.  Other than that I’m sure there will be some more mower riding, swimming, playing, and hopefully….some potty training!  :D

Ace’s birthday party is planned for this weekend, and I know of at least one present he is getting that will get some exposure time here on DadThing.  Stay tuned to hear all about his newest big boy toy!  :D

It’s been a while……Update!

So it’s been a while since the last post, the one where I was going to the doctor to be checked.  Well as it turns out, everything came out fine and nothing else is needed.  Yay for that!!!  The other good thing, my monthly bill came so that means that my body is totally healed and the baby-making can now proceed!  Jared is more than excited to get back to work in that department and we are keeping our fingers crossed that it doesn’t take quite as long this time; and that it doesn’t have the same result.  The odds are in our favor though, so that gives me some hope!

Another thing I thought I would mention, I wasn’t sure if I really was healing emotionally but today I found out for sure.  My best friend for the last 15 years is/was pregnant, due October 9th.  She had her baby girl today, and we were all surprised!  Momma and baby are doing great, Maddie was a little small but doing great, no extra measures were needed (i.e. oxygen or anything like that) and proud papa Bryan could not stop smiling or hide that tear in his eye!  It was great to see them all, and to see God’s work again!  As soon as I showed up at the hospital they asked me to hold her and at first I just couldn’t, I was too afraid that I would cry.  So after about an hour of visiting, I finally gave in.  And you know what, I wasn’t jealous (which I will admit I was terrified that I might be) but I was filled with so much love for my newborn “niece” that I thought I might cry.  To look in her face and not wish that she was mine but to actually be so proud of Jennifer for all her hard work.  To know that this child will know so much love in her lifetime, I was overwhelmed with emotion.  I wish my dear friends the best on this new journey they are taking, and I hope Maddie brings to them what Ace has brought to us; pure, unconditional, unwavering love!

Today I celebrate that not only was a child born but a mother and father as well!

We love you Jen and Bryan, welcome to the “Breeder’s Club”!

We love you Maddie (even though you just got here), welcome to the world!

Today’s the day…..

It’s Wednesday, and here I sit; when I should be sleeping. 

I go to the doctor today to make sure that everything passed like it was supposed to.  And God, I really hope it did….I don’t want anything else to have to take place.  As if this whole thing isn’t bad enough, I might have to endure more and I don’t think that I can.

My friends must think I’m awful or a basketcase or just plain crazy at this point.  I have avoided everyone that I can for the last week, actually longer, but I think now I’m going to have to face them.  I’m sure everyone will want to tell me that everything will be okay, that this is for the best; but honestly I don’t want to hear it.  Not anymore!  I’m ready for this to be over, O-V-E-R, to just be a memory.  A really crappy memory!  I’ve grieved, believe me I’ve grieved over this, but now I honestly think that I’m beginning to heal.  That God really is taking this pain away.  It’s been 10 days, is this even possible?  I would like to think so.  Some people think I’m pretending to be fine when the truth of the matter is, I’m all cried out.  My tears have run dry….that whole in my heart; Ace is filling it up with so much love that I don’t notice it as much today as I did yesterday.  Today I walked right by the baby clothes at WalMart and didn’t stop to wonder if I would need pink or blue this time.  Just a slight trick of my mind maybe, but I would like to think that I’m done.  I’m done feeling hurt and miserable and sad and sick and all that mess that comes with it.  I’m ready to think of what next month might bring, or the month after that.  I’m ready to get back to living my life instead of just watching it happen from the sidelines.

I miss laughing for no reason at all, and sleeping late without my family thinking I’m alone in the bedroom crying my eyes out, and I miss exercising (which I haven’t really done and used to do everyday and I hate more than anything), and I miss talking on the phone without wondering if this will come up, and I miss my friends and family just being normal.  So please, stop asking if I’m okay when you don’t believe my response anyway, and stop tip-toeing around the subject of babies (of which I know 9 people due to have their own in the next few weeks to months), and stop treating me like I might fall to pieces any second.  I’m okay, not totally healed but I’m getting there and the sooner everyone gets back to life as usual the easier it will be!

I don’t want to sound ungrateful, I really appreciate the support and love and prayers from everyone; honestly I think that is what has helped.  That this ordeal was not a secret that I had to go through on my own, that I did have so much support to lean on when I was at my lowest, that is what has helped me heal the most.  So let me heal…..and believe me when I say that I am getting there….and that I am okay.

I know I’m not the first woman in history to go through this, but if I could be the last that would be fine by me.  I wouldn’t wish this kind of hurt on anyone, not even my worst enemy.  So to those who have suffered through this, I wish you to be healed and let God’s love surround you and make you whole again; that’s what I’m trying to do.

Thank you Jared for being there and dealing with my crazy mood swings and irrational behavior at times, and for letting me scream when I needed to, and for listening without speaking, and loving me through this all.  You really are the best friend I have ever had, and I’m lucky to have you in my life!  I love you more than words….you have my heart until the end of time!

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

ee cummings

It’s over…..

It’s over, just like that.

Seven weeks ago it was here, last week it was here, even yesterday it was here; today it’s gone.  My heart is broken, I am broken…..

It’s so incredibly heart-breaking…to know how long we waited and to have it just taken back…I don’t get it.  This hurts more than anything I’ve ever felt in my entire life, so much pain, so many tears.  After eleven months I thought we finally succeeded, we got it right only to have it taken away so abruptly that my head is spinning.  I don’t know how to explain it, I don’t know how to understand it, I don’t know how to deal with it.

I keep telling myself what the doctor told me, there was nothing I could do, there was nothing I did wrong, it just happens sometimes.  He actually said this is for the best in the long run, that most likely there were serious problems or complications and one day I’ll understand that.  This does not mean it will never happen again, but it also doesn’t mean that it will either.

I spent the entire week praying that God would let me have this baby….that he would let me be happy, that everything would work out. I suppose I should have been preparing myself for the truth, for this to be the outcome, but I wanted to have faith. I wanted to believe that my faith wouldn’t let this happen to me, that it would be okay. That it could be okay, that I would be okay. My heart hurts so much, so much more than I can put into words. 

How can I miss someone I never knew…..how did I already love someone I’d never met?  This was a part of me and Jared,  and one day; some day; I will get to meet this person.  I can only hope that my Uncle Miles is holding this precious angel who never got to be, in his arms and loving them they way I would have.  I loved that baby, because to me it was already a baby; not an embryo or a fetus, but a baby.  A tiny person who we wanted to be….but never got that chance.  I know that God has reasons for everything, reasons we may not ever be able to understand.  I guess He just wasn’t ready to let go of this angel, that He wanted this one for Himself. But why my angel, why this one? Why take the one I have wanted for so long, only to leave me here with all these questions and emotions to try and sort through. I’m so thankful that I have Ace, I know he will help me get through, he will give me strength to just keep going. To look at him and see God’s love will help me more than anything. I know He gave me one, and I know someday He will give me another. 

I know in time I will heal, that this will one day just be a really bad memory. But today, I just want to hurt and cry and be angry and be confused, and be angry with God mostly.  Today I am heart-broken.  Today, I need to just cry and be sad, and wish for what could have been.

Tomorrow I will look at my little boy, and thank God for him!  Tomorrow I will hold Ace so tight that he will never question if his momma loves him.  Tomorrow I will give Ace so many kisses that he will beg his momma to stop….tomorrow I will just look at him and know that God is love.

Tomorrow I will pray for God to take my pain away.  Tomorrow I will begin to heal.

If God never gives us more than we can handle, I need God to know that I have all I can handle; please no more.

Here’s the whole situation and what happened, for those who would like to know:

I found out today for sure. Monday I woke up with some spotting which turned into bleeding and spent the night in the e.r., they diagnosed me with a threatened miscarriage and sent me home to follow up with my regular doctor. Then on Tuesday my doctor did some blood work to compare my numbers to last Friday, everything should have at least doubled but in fact they went down. The baby was not developing anymore and he diagnosed me with an inevitable miscarriage. While at the doctors office I had to give a urine sample, and actually passed the fetal tissue in the office (I had to show it to them and they told me what it was). They will be doing an ultrasound on Wednesday to make sure everything passes so that I don’t get an infection.

Thank you everyone for your prayers, support and kind words; those both spoken and silent.

11 Months In The Making

A few posts ago I hinted at some big news.  ZoeyJane and XBox both figured it out based on the contents of the trash that was emptied into the toilet

We are expecting!  Yay!  After 11 months of trying, we finally succeeded.

Positive Pregnancy Test

Positive Pregnancy Test

Looks like Ace is going to be a big brother.  :D

The official results will come this Friday when Momma goes to the doctor for the blood test, but 4 positive home pregnancy tests tells me that we will be neededing to buy another crib in the next few months.  :D

Venting……I just had to do it!!!

Okay so like the rest of you I’m hooked on xbox4nappyrash and his struggle to conceive a baby.  Apparently this is pretty common, at least in our house it is!  In case most of you forgot, or didn’t pay attention, we started “not trying” back in September 07.  Well here it is, May 08 and still nothing.  I got a little excited (I know I shouldn’t have) but when the old friend was 12 days late I let myself do it.  And look what happened, she arrived on Friday!!!  I hate it, and keep wishing it gone.

So here’s the deal, I went to the doctor last Tuesday to see what the hell was going or not going on. My doctor (love him!) was keeping his fingers crossed that a blood test would come back positive even  though two hpt’s were both negative.  So the news comes on Friday morning with the friend and no kidding, it’s a negative!  Then some lovely news to go with, my thyroid is jacked up!  My T3 and T4 levels are “way out of whack” according to the nurse and a follow up visit is required.  Not only required but mandatory. 

Let me give you the back story on the old thyroid.  After Ace was born, my thyroid swelled and my T3 and T4 levels went crazy, but this is “common” I’m told, after childbirth.  It’s called plain and simple, inflammation of the thyroid gland.  This is caused by my own immune system basically attacking my thyroid gland.  It is causing my levels to go sky high and then drop, and because of this, I cannot be diagnosed either hypo or hyperthyroid.  So when Ace was about 4 months old I started going to see a really great endocrinologist, one of the best in Columbus.  Here’s how that went:

Visit #1: Draw some blood, feel my throat, tell me things don’t appear to be that bad. (Leaving me with the hope that my PCP is just checking all the bases; my initial complaint was for dizziness and lightheadedness.) Follow up phone call: Ms H, your levels are not right, you must go see this specialist.

Visit #2: Draw some blood, go to the hospital for a scan.  The scan consisted of taking radioactive iodine laying on this bed and taking pictures of my thyroid to check for any abnormal growth.  Follow up phone call: Ms H, your levels are different than last time, but in the opposite direction, oh yeah and your thyroid is very enlarged, does this effect your swallow pattern? (Well now that you mention it, yes it does!)  You see, the average size of a thyroid gland is about as big as a guitar pick, mine on the other hand covers the entire front of my throat from left to right and top to bottom, this is problematic.

Visit #3: Draw some blood, go to the specialist again for an ultrasound of my thyroid gland to check for goiters and tumors.  Follow up phone call: Ms H, no goiters or tumors were found, just a very large gland, but we’ll continue to do blood work to figure out the next step.

Visit#4: Draw blood

Visit #5: Draw blood

Visit #6: Draw blood

Okay so all this happened over a period of 9 weeks, and what were the results, nothing, every-time they check my levels they are different and no where close to creating a pattern.  So the endocrinologist suggests drawing blood every 3 weeks indefinitely until they can decided what to do.  What momma suggested was to stop going to the doctor.  So this puts us at the end of September.  What does this have to do with getting pregnant?  Obviously everything!  My crazy thyroid is causing me to have very irregular cycles and from the home ovulation kits I’ve used, (2 months worth) it’s keeping me from ovulating.  No egg, no baby.  What now!  Well I have another doctor appointment on Monday, during which I will suggest just removing my gland (we’ll see how that goes over) and then I suppose I just sit and wait, what choice do I have!

What Not To Do!

It doesn’t take a lot of skill, or even smarts, to procreate.  Take a guy, a girl, a few pelvic thrusts, and whop-bam-boom…you have procreated.  Simple, right?

Actually taking care of Momma before birth, and the little procreation after birth is a different story.  Many mistakes, bloopers, and near misses tend to happen along the pathway to getting your child into this world and then on to adulthood.

I’ve only been tripping down this path for about 18 months now (I’m including the 9 months of pregnancy), and figured I would share what I’ve learned not to do…

Never Be Too Tired To Interact With The Belly

No matter how tired you are, if your lady is pregnant and she asks you to feel her belly, or rub her belly, or listen to her belly, or talk to her belly, or lick her belly (OK I made that one up)…do it.  Superglue your eyelids open, drink some Red Bull, jog in place, do whatever it takes to stay awake and do it.  You are not feeling, rubbing, listening, talking to, or licking just her belly…you are interacting with your unborn child and showing your lady that you are excited about metamorphosing into a Dad.  It means a lot to her. Trust me on this one!

Never Assume Pregnant Sex Is Even Remotely Similar To Not Pregnant Sex

So you and your lady have probably gone at it multiple times in the past.  You both know what works and what doesn’t.  You know what buttons to push and what sequence to push them in.  Once her belly starts getting bigger it’s like the program changes.  No longer is that angle possible, no longer is that comfortable, no longer does that work, and no longer are those allowed to be touched!  It’s like bumping uglys for the first time again.  Not knowing what to expect…and just plain awkward!

Never Tell Your Wife You Will Call Her Right Back When She Calls To Tell You She Is Having Contractions

I was at work on the phone with a customer and my cell phone rings.  Momma says she is having contractions.  I asked her how far apart they were.  She said 15 to 20 minutes.  I asked if I could call her right back after I get off the phone with the customer.  She said, “OK.”  I hurried up the phone call with the customer and called Momma back within 60 seconds.  Never ever do this…you will never hear the end of it. :)

When Your Lady Is In The Delivery Room Pushing Out Your Baby Never Answer Your Cell Phone Even If It Is Your Dad Calling To Get Directions To The Hospital

My Dad was coming in from out of town to be there for the birth of his first grandchild.  I gave him good directions, but for some reason he missed his exit and drove half way around the outer-belt and then ended up downtown.  He called my cell to figure out where he needed to go and it just so happened that it was at the exact time that Momma was deep into the pushing stage.  In between pushes she asked me where he was at, and was yelling out directions for him to get to the hospital.  It was not pretty!  Never EVER EVER answer your cell phone when your lady is pushing!  I’m sure this story will be told to my great great grandchildren. :)

Just Because Your Baby Boy Had Not Turned Into A Pee Fountain At The Hospital While Changing His Diaper, Do Not Expect It To Continue At Home

We walked in the door of my mother-in-laws house after leaving from the hospital.  Of course Ace’s diaper needed changed right away.  I walked him over to the changing table and ripped of his diaper just like I had done for the past three days in the hospital.  Much to my surprise…Pee Fountain!  It went everywhere, including, but not limited to…my mouth, his mouth, my face, his face, the wall, in his ears, up his nose, in his eyes, and of course all over the fresh new diaper.  He screamed, I screamed, and Grandma came to our rescue.  Consider baby boys cocked and loaded at all times. :)

Never Use The Finger Sweep Method

Most of the time it is not hard to tell if your baby has dropped a load in their diaper.  You can usually smell it from across the room.  However there are those times that you just are not sure.  So what do you do next?  You pick them up and place your nose against their diaper.  This will usually give you a definite answer.  However there are times it is still questionable.  Maybe they just farted and the air mixed poop particulates are slowly seeping through the urine soaked absorbent material in the diaper.  What do you do next?  You stick you finger inside their diaper and then pull it out.  NO NO NO!  It is inevitable that every time you do this it was not a fart!  It was not a little stinker!  It was a full on CRAP!  Never, under any circumstance use the Finger Sweep Method.  Instead resort to the Lift And Peek Method.  You can thank me later!

Never Assume That Because Bananas Make Your Baby Constipated and Prunes Gives Them The Squirts That Mixing The Two Will  Be Alright

The potency of prunes outweighs the potency of bananas 10:1.  Nuff said… :D

Never Assume That Because Your Kid Is Sleeping Next To You On The Couch That You Can Watch Kat Williams’ “Pimp Chronicles” And Get Away With It

Just sitting there laughing myself silly at the borderline inappropriate comedy when I look over to see Ace…eyes wide open and laughing at the TV.  What the hell?  He can’t even talk!  How can he possibly comprehend that what the guy on TV is saying is funny?  I just hope his first words are not from that show! :D

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Wow…the things I should have done different.  And only in 18 months.  What will the next 18 years bring? :)

It’s Official, We’re “Trying” To Conceive

“Trying” is in quotes because I don’t believe in “Trying” to conceive. I believe in doing two things…lack of prevention, and practice makes perfect.

I see so many people that get stressed out, depressed, and plumb crazy because they can’t get pregnant. I’ve seen relationships on the verge of destruction from having no luck. And that’s what it is…”Luck”.

Seriously, there are hundreds of things you can do to predict the perfect time to do the deed. You can monitor body temperature, read mucus patterns (yuck), rely on some electronic device to tell you the optimum time, and calculate the exact second the egg should be passing down the fallopian tube based off of the first day of her last period.

In all reality it is like throwing 1 billion darts all at once towards a target that is 100 yards away. Many of the darts hit each other and fall to the ground. Many of the darts get blocked by trees and other obstacles. Many of the darts are not straight and don’t fly well so they just flop a few feet in front of you. A few of the darts hit the target, but not the bulls-eye.

What if the wind changes direction? What if the target is moving? What if there is not even a target there this month? How do you calculate and adjust for these variables that you can not see or predict?

Geez! I thought that making the baby was supposed to be the fun part! :) This sounds more like a crazy science experiment to me!

Here is the method that we used last time. It is simple, and it worked…

  • Stop using birth control
  • Have sex
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • Uh oh, Aunt Flow is visiting
  • Have sex
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • etc., etc…
  • Uh oh, did Aunt Flow go on vacation and no one told us?
  • Take home pregnancy test, negative
  • Oh ok, Aunt Flow was just late…no biggie.
  • Have sex
  • Have sex again
  • Have sex again
  • etc., etc…

Repeat this process until Aunt Flow doesn’t visit and the home pregnancy test comes back positive.

Not once did we stress, make a single calculation, or pay any attention to any kind of mucus…(I get the heeby jeebies just thinking about it). ;)

However, it did take us a while. If I remember right it was eight or nine months. We lived our lives just like any other day.

  • Woke up
  • Went to work
  • Came home
  • Had dinner
  • Went to sleep

…and did it all again the next day. Of course many of those days had a random “Got Busy” in the list, but it wasn’t predictable. It wasn’t a job… It wasn’t a scheduled thing… It was fun and enjoyable!

I plan on doing the exact same thing this time. Once Aunt Flow leaves we will be back to throwing darts! Eventually a dart has to hit the bullseye. Right?

Target Practice

We were on the way home from Grandma’s house and Momma pulled into the grocery parking lot.

I asked “Why are we going to the grocery at 10 o’clock at night?” Momma said, “I need you to buy me something.” I asked, “Let me guess…tampons?”

Usually when she asks me to buy her something and doesn’t specify what it is…she needs tampons, but not this time.

“Nope.” she says.

I knew there was only one other thing that it could be. I said, “Pregnancy test?” in a soft, yet surprised voice. She nods her head, “Yes.”

So there I go walking to the pregnancy test/condom section of the neighborhood grocery store. I grab the first pink box that catches my eye and proceed to checkout.

Once home, Momma does her thing with the stick and the pee, and three minutes later….one line…negative.

Now it is not official yet, but we have been playing with the idea of trying to get pregnant again. We’ve been enjoying the practice. If we were shooting bows and arrows we would have been pulling back the string and just before letting go…purposely shooting the arrow into the sky…if ya know what I mean. :) A few times we slipped and didn’t aim quite high enough though. So “the scare”…was warranted. ;)

We’ll see. Maybe in the near future I will have an official announcement about trying to conceive.

To Sex Or Not To Sex?

Do you want to know if you are having a boy or a girl? That is the question!

Finding out or not finding out the sex of your baby can change your experience as an expecting parent. Here are some things to consider…

To Sex

  • You can concentrate on only boys names, or only girls names when picking your baby’s name.
  • You can buy gender specific clothes. Blue for a boy, and pink for a girl.
  • You can decorate the nursery based on gender.
  • Friends and families love to find out the sex of your baby so they can start shopping!
  • Some people say they feel a closer bond when they know the sex of the baby.
  • There is no surprise when your baby is born, unless of course the doctor was wrong in determining the sex!

Not To Sex

  • There is a huge surprise factor. Some people say that this is the only true surprise in life!
  • You have to pick a boys name and a girls name.
  • You would buy mostly yellow and green clothing, unless you don’t mind dressing your son in pink. ;)
  • You can’t decorate the nursery gender specific.

If you decide to find out the sex of your baby just remember that the doctor is not always right! Sometimes it is hard for the doctor to see if the baby keeps their legs closed tightly for example.My friend was told that he was having a boy at about the 20 week mark. They went for another ultrasound closer to the end of their pregnancy and was told that their son really was a girl! By this time they had already picked a name, bought all of the blue clothes, and been dreaming about their new baby boy.

I myself, along with my wife, decided to find out the sex of our baby. I just liked the idea of being able to dream about all of the things to look forward to. It helped me get through the rough times. Since I was told I was having a boy I dreamed about camping, fishing, riding go-carts…you know all the fun guy stuff!

So what is your opinion on finding out the sex of baby during pregnancy?

Prenatal Olympics – Babies Moving During Pregnancy

I found this really cool video on YouTube. This is especially for all of you expectant fathers that visit the site.

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Ace never moved this visibly while he was in his mommy’s belly, but when he did move it had some force! His mom used to say she could feel his toes digging between her ribs. I could definitely feel it with my hand and see him move slightly.

I remember many nights where my wife and I switched sleeping positions…she was the big spoon and I was the little one ;) That little booger would wake me up in the middle of the night by kicking me in the lower back. I would turn around to see what the hell my wife was doing hitting me in the back and she would be sound asleep. I’d lay back down and Ace would be drumming away with his hands and feet. I don’t know how his momma slept through all of that movement…

She said it was her version of doing what I do to her…waking her up unknowingly in the morning by poking her with things. :)

A 3D Look Inside The Womb!

I have to highly recommend that every dad out there reading this blog goes to see every ultrasound. When my wife was pregnant I could see her belly getting bigger. I knew that something was happening inside her, but it never really sunk in.

It finally sunk in when I saw the first ultrasound… Click on the picture to see a bigger view…

Ultrasound of Ace at 9 weeks!

I outlined the uterus and the baby so that you know what you are looking at inside the womb. Ace was only 2.35 cm long in this ultrasound and looks like a peanut. Holy cow! Now it is real! There is a real live baby growing inside my wife!

Time went by and at 23 weeks into the pregnancy we had another ultrasound done…

Ultrasound of Ace at 23 weeks!

In this picture you can easily see his head, torso, and arm. What a huge difference in 14 weeks!

And then at 29 weeks we decided to get a 3D ultrasound done. We were allowed to have 6 guests in the room with us. My wife laid on a bed in the back of the room, and the nurse operated the ultrasound machine. There were 6 theater style chairs in the room that faced towards a large movie screen on the wall. The 3D ultrasound images were projected on the wall for everyone to see. It was amazing!

You could see his facial features. You could count his fingers and toes. You could definitely tell that he was a boy!

What was cool about the whole thing is that you could see him move. You could see him move his arms and legs. He kept trying to suck his thumb, but was having a hard time finding his mouth. He would make faces and move his mouth!

It was like meeting my son for the first time!

I highly recommend that every person gets the 3D ultrasound done. Your doctors office probably will not do it. It is an elective procedure done by a third party. We used a company called Envision Imaging in our home town. Do a Google search to find one in your home town.

It was a bit pricey, but well worth it. Here is some details about the package that we got…

Advanced 3D/4D Session – $180

  • 15 – 20 minute session
  • Limited Diagnostic Report Sent to your Provider
  • DVD or VHS of your session set to music
  • Gender Determination (Upon Request)
  • 2 black and white 2D pictures
  • 6 black and white 3D pictures
  • 2 4×6 color 3D images, suitable for framing
  • CD with all color 3d jpeg images taken during your session available for $20
  • Gift bag with hundreds of dollars in savings on baby & maternity items
  • $25 Off Any Future 3D/4D Session
  • Free return session if we are unable to obtain facial pictures of your baby

And finally here are a few pictures from our session…

3D Ultrasound of Ace at 29 weeks! 3D Ultrasound of Ace at 29 weeks!

Update 4/18 - I have added a video of our 3D / 4D Ultrasound at 29 weeks.

Ultrasounds are great for dads! Moms are immediately connected to their baby, but fathers are usually not really connected to the child until after birth. Yeah, we can feel and maybe see our wife’s belly move, which is totally freaky!, but it is nothing like seeing your baby before they are born.

The 3D ultrasound is pricey, but it is worth every penny. Again, I highly recommend that every dad gets to experience the 3D Ultrasound!

Parenting Classes – Should You Go?

I was dumb about babies! But I would never admit it! When my wife asked me to go with her to take some parenting classes, I was against it.

I figured it would be just the basic information…like how to change a diaper. But man was I wrong!

We took two classes…

  1. Bringing Home Baby – What to expect the first three months.
  2. Lamaze – Relaxation techniques for labor.

Bringing Home Baby

Bringing home baby covered a ton of information! We learned about bottle feeding, breast feeding, changing diapers, colic, circumcision, bathing, an tons more.

There were tons of things I had never even thought of. Did you know a baby is not supposed to sleep on their stomachs? The only suggested way for a baby to sleep is on their backs. This is help prevent S.I.D.S. It is also recommended for a baby not to have a blanket or bumper pad in their crib! So how do you keep them warm? Layered clothing.

Did you know there are two different methods of circumcision? They still do the old school method with a scalpel, but the new method uses a plastic ring and piece of string!

How many bowel movements should your baby have in one day? What color should it be? What consistency? (I know this is gross, but once you have a baby you tend to talk a lot about poop! I don’t know why…)

Lamaze

Lamaze class was interesting. It was mostly for the woman, but also helped the guy understand their role during the labor and birthing process.

We also learned what would happen during the birthing process. They brought in all of the instruments that the doctor would use.

They showed us the crochet hook (a hook used to break a woman’s water), the monitors that would be placed around the momma’s belly, the epidural needle, and much more.

We watched a few actual births on video…not for the guy with a weak stomach.

We also learned how to comfort our ladies. Massage techniques, what to say, and especially what not to say!

What do you need to bring to the hospital when it is time? They gave us a checklist of items. Make sure to have this stuff packed before hand!  Nothing would be worse than trying to get everything packed up while your lady was having contractions….

Where do you go in the hospital when it is time? They took us on a tour of the maternity ward, showed us the rooms, the nursery, and explained when and where the baby would be during the stay.

And last but not least, the guys had to wear the Empathy Belly. This is a big belly you wear that is filled with warm water and lead plates. It weighed about 35 pounds! The instructor made us bend over, get down on the ground and get back up, and do other silly tasks. Have a laugh at the below pics of me wearing the Empathy Belly!

Jared wearing the Empathy Belly Jared wearing the Empathy Belly

Was It Worth It?

I would have to say….Yes!

These classes took a lot of the unknown out of the big scary picture! I wasn’t totally clueless about what was going to happen, where it was going to happen, and when it was going to happen.

With the knowledge I learned from these classes, support from my wife and family, and a little common sense, I have been successful in becoming what I believe to be a good Dad!