The Ultrasound (is that one word or two?)

My mom had an ultrasound the other day. My sister (Sarah, 20) went along on this appointment because we were supposed to find out the gender. My sister and I stood there in a dark room staring at a grainy image on the ultrasound monitor, trying to figure out what the heck we were looking at. The little "wand" thing was making nasty "sloshing" noises (the sound was like a tongue and spit wiggling around in a mouth) on the gel on my mom's stomach. I thought it was only me that was getting sick hearing the sound of it but, I looked up at Sarah and her face was showing her disgust.

The technician was going through each body part, "left femur is (measurement) long"... "here is the right kidney..." Every bone and almost every organ labeled and measured. The image was so unclear- the only thing I could recognize was a hand, a foot, and the outline of a head. It was a long... almost irritating process. I just wanted to say, "Is it all there?... Good, now, girl or boy?"

Then, I got to thinking; do I really care if it is all there? Not to sound insensitive or anything but- the fact that the baby does or does not have all four limbs will not make me love it any less, or any more. A healthy normal baby would be great; but a baby in general is just a blessing in itself. A couple of scary words were thrown around during the appointment like "down's syndrome" and "cystic fibrosis." We can only pray that these things don't happen but- if they do, then, it is a part of God's plan. He knows what He is doing.

Lighter notes:

Sarah: "Well, I got really excited because I thought I saw the belly button a couple times... until I realized he doesn't have a belly button yet."

Sarah: (whispers to me)... "How does he breath?"
My mom: "Gills, Sarah, he has gills"


P.S. Our modest little baby wouldn't let us see which gender he or she is...

Love to all!
freshrain

Happy Birthday!

"Happy Birthday!!"

~ Frosty on Frosty the Snowman whenever he comes alive. I say this because it is the birthday of my blog and hopefully a step closer to my writing career.

There are a couple of basics that need to be known- I am 22 (almost 23) years old. I have graduated from college, spent time volunteering overseas and am now back home again. I'm trying to hold back my independent "free-meandering" spirit for a while, at least until December.

Why December you may ask... well- My mother, who is 46 (almost 47) with four grown children and two grand children is pregnant and due in December. I promised to stick around until my newest sibling is born. (Sometimes I think God does these kinds of things- like have my mother get pregnant- for His own amusement) Now, by His grace she will be able to give birth to a healthy baby.

Some of my post in the days to come may stem from this fact.

Interesting conversation of the day:
In Vacation Bible School, 3rd and 4th graders

Me: Who can tell me what a slave is?

Little boy: Well, the only places that was big on slaves was Africa and Asia. But, you know Moses, well, his helper was making them all be slaves and stuff and Moses said, "No, don't do that" but they didn't listen so Martin Luther King went over there to Africa and he freed all the slaves. He was the only one that could do it!

Me: (speechless, confused, and trying not to laugh) Oh! ... well... I don't think I know that story!


Word of the day: "meandering"- yeah, we all know it means to aimlessly wander but... can you use that word 3x's today?

Love to all!
Freshrain

post 1...

HHmmm, seeing how I wasn't really prepared to write anything on my blog site just yet I will say...

I'll post something a bit more significant later!

love to all!
Freshrain