Friday Funny: Noah's Beginnings
Let me start this post off by saying, no I am not pregnant. This old ultra sound picture is of my oldest who will be turning 11 on Monday. Gosh it went fast! My mother has this saying that they're born and then you blink your eyes and they are starting school, then you blink your eyes again and they are graduating high school. I get it now, mom. You are so right!
My son is the lovely jackpot my husband and I brought back from Las Vegas at the beginning of April 2004. Of course we didn't know it until a month after our return that we were pregnant. I was 31 and had always been on time getting my period. I didn't really feel different but I knew I had to find out what was up. This was right around the time when they came out with those digital pregnancy tests, where it says the words, "pregnant" or "not pregnant." I bought one and took it. I remember waiting for the result, saying to myself, "Nah, it can't be. Probably just stress from work or something." Nope. I will never forget that moment when the word "pregnant" popped up. My world shifted.
Fast forward to when I was about 17 weeks along and having lunch with the hubby at a little spa in Skaneateles, NY called Mirabeau. We were dining outside on a beautiful day and something happened. I felt this sensation I had never felt before. It was a fluttery feeling. It happened once while I was talking and I didn't say anything at first. Then it happened again. I said, "I think I feel the baby moving." Man...that was a moment. That's when it really hit me. There was a little being in my belly. This whole thing was truly beyond my control now.
We knew that our baby boy was going to be a talker, after all, both of his parents are.
Here, he said his first "Hello."
In this picture, my son's facing forward. You can see his head, torso and his arm. Is it just me or does it look like he's giving us a bit of rude gesture here? LOL!