This will not become a baby blog

Nothing against baby blogs. Because I love baby blogs. I read them all the time. I know more about complete strangers’ breast feeding habits than I should.
But, I don’t want my blog to be a baby blog.  I mean, it’s about me after all.  And I’m not a baby.  Unless you catch me right after I wake up in the morning.  Or right after I’ve discovered someone ate the last piece of cake.  Or if you wait too long to feed me.
Now that I’ve got that disclaimer out of the way, I’m going to talk about my baby.  I know, I know.  I just said it’s not a baby blog.  And it isn’t.  I just want to tell you what a jerk this kid is already turning out to be.
You see, I had my monthly appointment with my midwife and everything was going fine.  They weighed me and I chose not to look, just like normal.  Then I peed in a cup, and all over my hand, just like normal.  Amanda (my amazing midwife) asked me all the standard questions and I answered them, like normal.
Then it was time to hear the baby’s heartbeat.  The best part about these appointments.  And she couldn’t find it.  She poked and prodded for what seemed like an hour, and nothing.  And of course, I’m freaking out on the inside.  Something’s wrong. And I’m here all alone.
When she stopped poking around my belly and helped me sit up I asked quite meekly “Is this…normal?”  I was expecting her to say no. That it was probably a disaster.  I was likely going to leave there a broken, mess of a woman.  Someone hold me.
Instead, she sweetly told me not to worry.  It’s not uncommon for everything to be fine but for some reason not be able to locate the heartbeat.  Then she lead me over to the ultrasound room so she could get a look at what the baby was up to.
What she found was terrifying.
The baby was alive and well and karate chopping my uterus.  It was scissor kicking my insides.  It was head-butting me.  It was so active that my midwife burst into hearty laughter, looked at me and said “Oh you’re in so much trouble when this baby gets bigger.”
I was elated.  My baby is okay!
I was pissed.  My baby is a total jerk!
Scare me half to death and then, quite literally, kick me while I’m down.  Mamma doesn’t need a heart attack at 30 you tiny monster.
And here it is, looking quite innocent:
I know better though.
Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...


  1. says

    I am glad everything is ok with baby! Not a monster, not a jerk just a growing baby LOL! 😉 you are funny! … and yes… it might become a baby blog… just sayin’ LOL! 😉

  2. says

    That can be a scary moment for sure! I had that happen once and started bawling when they found him moving around on the ultra sound screen 🙂 And beware….you say it won’t be a baby blog now, but once that baby comes, it’s hard to do/think anything but baby for a while!

  3. says

    Enjoyed your blog from your SITS day – stopping back by. Not to worry about becoming a baby blog – you will eat, (hopefully) sleep and dream baby for quite some time. It’s all normal. Then they become teenagers. . .

  4. Nicole Jensen Barry says

    Hahaha! Thank goodness it turned out okay! You know, minus kung fu baby inside you. At least you can’t feel all those karate chops yet… wait till they’re on your bladder 🙂

  5. Kim says

    Sorry, but this post made me giggle! Glad to hear that everything is great, but this is life with kids in a nutshell. They can piss you off, scare the crap out of you, and then melt your heart all in the same minute. Enough to drive you batty! PS I have a feeling this is most definitely going to become a baby blog (but that isn’t a bad thing) 😉

  6. says

    This whole post had me cracking up, I love it! Stopping by from the Networking Blog Hop…I am your newest follower! I would love if you would check out my blog and if you like what you see please follow back 🙂
    Modern Modest Beauty

  7. says

    OMG! What a terrifying few minutes for you…so glad he/she was just being a little….kid. Just the first of many scary mommy moments 🙂 (Encouraging right?!)

  8. says

    LOL. It’s not that babies take over your blog. They take over your LIFE. You won’t have anything else to blog about (not really, but it seems that way half the time).
    Congrats on a healthy little one!

  9. says

    Trish congratualtions, I feel like a jerk for not knowing. This is great news! Dawn suitcse vignettes xo Your kid already has your sense of humor…haha!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

CommentLuv badge