We're Having A...

We had our friends over for Christmas Eve, and during dinner we decided to unfold our stork.  Yes, so much for all that "we're not going to find out the sex of our baby this time; we know what we're doing, bla, bla, bla".  I have been under the influence of the pregnancy hormones and obviously thinking irrationally, but I'm surprised that Len gave in. So, our little linguine turns out to be a linguina.  

We're absolutely happy to be having another girl and were both secretly hoping for one, but because of the totally different pregnancy symptoms, we were convinced I was carrying a boy.  So, when we read the note from our doctor that said: "Congratulations upon your new arrival; it's a girl", we were totally shocked.  And even now, 5 days later, I keep mistakenly referring to the baby as a he instead of she.  Sometimes we look at each other with Len and say with a big disbelief and happiness: "We're having a girl!"

Her New First

At 23 months and 1 day, K for the first time put her own shoe on - just one and on the wrong foot, but she did.

The Big Ultrasound

As our appointment was getting closer, Len and I kept asking each other: "Do we REALLY want to wait until the 'end' to see whether we're having a boy or a girl?", and every time we said "No, we don't". So, today was our only chance (unless we wanted to pay out of our pocket for another ultrasound) to find out.

When we met with a doctor, the first question he asked was: "Are we finding out?" Instead of just simply saying: "Yes, please.", we asked if he could write the sex of the baby on a piece of paper and put it in an envelop. The doctor said he doesn't do it. Instead, he wrote it on a sticky note and worked on folding it for a while. Then he asked: "Do you know where babies come from?" That's where I started thinking... is he going to give us a lecture on safe sex?, but Len was faster than me and said: "The storks bring them." And, that's when the doctor handed us a little paper stork and said: "Yes, that's the correct answer. When you're ready, unfold the little stork - the sex of your baby is inside."

The rest of the appointment went very well. All baby's measurements were perfect, which we're very grateful for.

First Kicks

In the midst of packing and moving yesterday, at 17 weeks and 2 days, baby linguine made his first official kicks.  

The New House

We got it! I feel like I have written this before, but within the last few weeks we've gone through so many ups and downs regarding the loan, the house, the bank, the wire transfers that even though we rented a u-haul truck for tomorrow, we still weren't sure if we were getting the keys or not.

Well, they just called from the bank saying "CONGRATULATIONS, the house is yours; you can pick up your keys at any time". And, here it is:

Baby Linguine

Our new baby has a new nickname. We're not sure where it came from, and until we both decide on a real name, linguine it's gonna be.

Tongue Twister

Klaudia is definitely making changes in her communicating skills. And yes, it's changes, not progress. Within the last couple of weeks she's been using her vocal cords much more often than before, but most of the things she says aren't comprehensible. Yet, at least.

Recently she's started tongue twisting. Every time she's trying to say something, she sticks her tongue out, twists it and makes some sounds at the same time. It looks hilarious. I'll have to record it (although it never lasts long enough) before she stops doing it.

Her new words:

• bath (pronounced as bas)
• niania (a new name for her doll)
• fish (for gold fish)
• dzieci (Polish for kids)