I got a bit of money for my birthday and I decided to make some storage boxes. I realize that’s not the most exciting thing in the world, but I’ve been wanting some narrow wooden boxes to go under the white storage unit for years now, so I’m really happy I finally did it.
So here are some photos of the “Baby” Girl, also known as Harlow Call Neely.
And here are a few of Ender for good measure…
I’m reviving the blog for two reasons: 1) I’m hoping to go through Facebook and cross post all the kid posts I’ve made backdated, so later our kids can look back at them, and 2) since I’m starting to make art again which I’m eventually hoping to sell, I’ll post it here then link on Facebook since their user agreement makes me wary of posting anything there directly.
So…watch this space I suppose?
This little girl was less cooperitive than Ender, who slept through the whole ultrasound. She did give a lovely profile at the very beginning which is one of the only ultrasound images I can actually easily recognize. That and the creepy skull shot:
The heart was super cool, but they didn’t save any photos for us- I’m not sure it would have been quite as awesome in a still image anyway. It was like a pulsing clover plant. I also love the look of the spine in ultrasound, but that also is not something they include on the CD. But hey, they gave us a CD this time! The digital images are actually much easier to see than the thermal paper images, much less the thermal images scanned into a digital file.
So if you hadn’t heard the news yet, I’m pregnant. 😉 Due in early August. Matt and I are both super excited. Ender told me he’s excited to have a little sister and then told me he wanted to hit her, so, you know, we’ll see.
He watched the first minute or so of the ultrasound, then lost interest. Can’t really blame him since it’s kind of hard to see the baby most of the time. The baby did not sit still for the entire thing which was freaking awesome… she was kicking and squirming all over the place, sucked her fingers, wriggled around. She had her hands in fists and the ultrasound tech kept shaking my belly trying to get her to unclench. At one point the baby popped a single digit up and I told her, “I think she just gave you the finger.” She said, “Yes, but I need all five.”