Hello Tooth Fairy
On June 28, 2005, I spotted the signs of the first little pearly white tooth in my sweet little baby's mouth. (And I was blogging then!)
Yesterday, nearly 5 1/2 years later, that very same tooth fell out.
We had our very first visit from the tooth fairy! (She brought aqua sand. My first tooth fairy present was magic sand. Same deal, 28 years later.)
As you can imagine, this was a *very* big deal around here. :-)
In our other child news:
Miss Thing was weighed and measured at my 32 week appt last Monday and she is weighing in at a whopping 5.22 lbs already. I am pretty sure given my waddle this morning that she has doubled that in a week already, LOL.
We are 33 weeks today and barreling towards a new baby. Wooohoooo.
She is still quite stubbornly breech and I am seriously considering just scheduling the c-section*. Given everything we have been through I think I might agree with the OB that this is probably the best way to eliminate all of my anxieties about the "unknowns."
When considering childbirth, my little voice has said to me "someone has to be the statistic" and I CANNOT be that person again. While I know there is no 100% foolproof way to guarantee me a baby at the end of this, I am definitely weighing things in a way I never did with the Jack attack. (And PLEASE, if there is a God in Heaven, do not let me be another statistic.)
Despite all of that, knowing that she is likely 5 lbs already (and watching preemies on DHC that are half that size) has spurred me into motion on the baby prep front. She is certainly a "baby" in there now, and I realized we needed a car seat and diapers and bottles and so forth to be ready for her.
So. It is full on forward march on the baby front around here!
*If she doesn't turn I won't have a choice anyway. But I do have a choice about how far am I willing to go to try and get her to turn.