16 Weeks already!!

Sofia was 16 weeks last Wednesday, it's hard to believe!  Looking at the last pictures I posted of her, she is looking so different to me now.  Her hair is growing in, it's fairly blonde, and pretty thick (not that that's surprising considering her parents...).  She is all smiles, even at 2 am when I am wishing she would be eating. I still love it, even then. She loves her bouncer, she's getting really good at batting the toys on it, and she has many conversations with the gorilla and koala toys on it. She rolled over today from her tummy to her back, LOVES to kick her legs, and likes to watch the computer screen while we work.  She definitely is developing a personality and an opinion!  I don't take nearly as many pictures as I would like, but here are a few:

All her family that came for her blessing

Trying to catch a smile...sort of got it

So sweet...and she looks like she has angel wings!

 

All Consuming

I am so busy being completely in love with my daughter, I hardly find time to get on the computer lately.  But I promised several people some more pictures, so here we go:

All dressed up for a party:

An attempt to get a picture with her eyes open, ended up a little blurry though:

Her little tiny foot that is just so cute!!

Another attempt at getting a clear picture of her awake...still blurry. 

Her princess dress she wore to church today: 

 

She's just so dang cute, no wonder I'm in love with her!

Out of control

People are control freaks.  We try so hard to control our lives, to feel like we are planning and making our decisions on our terms. But the more I live, the more I start to understand that things hardly happen on our terms.

At work, as people have found out that I am pregnant, there have been quite a few comments about how bad my timing is for this.  That just makes me want to laugh...as if I really did have control over the timing of successfully carrying a pregnancy. I suppose some people do have that kind of control, they plan the whole pregnancy around their convenience, but that's not how my life has worked out.  So...maybe it looks like bad timing for my work life, but I think it's perfect timing for my family life which, for me, has a much higher priority.

Then I must have gotten over-confident.  I thought that I could plan out my last few months at work before this baby is born, even transfer to a new position with enough time to get semi-established, and make this all work out how I planned.  Then came the dreaded words from my doctor's mouth.  "Bed rest.  Strict bed rest".  Two days before I switched positions.  Right when I was tying up all the loose ends and getting ready to transfer to a new position, location, and duties.  I missed my going away party (well, it was cancelled). And there is nothing I can do about it.

I can lay on the couch.  Or the bed.  Or even the floor if I really wanted to.  I can get up to do the basics, eating, showering, doctor appointments.  I am technically not even supposed to be sitting (which is why I'm typing FAST).  They cannot give me medication to fix it, all I can do to help is lay down.

So, all my well laid plans...not really working out. No shopping, cleaning, organizing that I intended to get done.  I get to read books, which luckily I enjoy.  And I get to try and get this baby as close to her due date as possible, which is what my priority is anyway.  So, if anyone needs me, I'll be here doing my best at what I can do...laying down.