What a day. We went to the ultrasound place and a very, very quiet tech began the procedure and showed us the heart and the spine and the feet and the hands and all of those parts which are so very important for a baby to have but of course, she being the tech, couldn't make the final decree on how things looked. She did say that the placenta was far away from the cervix which was terrific, and that the little guy is head down for now, at least. Then the doctor came in. Oh my goodness! He was so ebullient! He shook all of our hands and introduced himself and got right to work. He would say, "There's your sweet little baby's heart!" and "There's that wonderful brain!" He was so excited! It was beautiful. He said everything looked perfect. "You have a sweet, wonderful baby!" he said before he left, and then he shook all of our hands again, including August's and we all felt cheerful and grateful. You can see it on Jessie's face.
August of course had no idea what he was looking at but he was very patient and very good and very quiet. He and his dad sat and ate goldfish crackers and watched the proceedings just as if they were at the movies eating popcorn and watching a serious film.
Then we went back to Jessie and Vergil's house and ate soup which was delicious, and then Diana, the midwife came and all was well with that appointment.
Except...Jessie went into the dining area to get her water and kicked a piece of furniture by accident and broke her toe. She didn't even curse. Probably because Diana was there although Diana is one of those people for whom some well-placed profanity would not be offensive.
But honestly- poor Jessie.
Vergil got her an ice bag and snugged it to her foot with an Ace bandage. He's such a good husband. But I felt terrible for her.
So that's mostly been my day although I did do some ironing while watching a little crap TV when I got home and I'm mighty glad that I got to go and see that little baby although mostly he looked like a sea creature. I think his forehead reminds me of August's. Jessie says the nose is cute.
I am sure that it is.
Here's a picture of Maggie I stole off of Facebook because I know we all miss that little cherub.
She was standing by her daddy watching Owen at baseball practice. Those curls.
I feel extremely wealthy in grandchildren tonight. And most everything else as well. Definitely eggs. My lovely hens gave me seven today with colors ranging from blue to green to brown to ivory to white.
Oh hell, here's a picture with Maurice as lagniappe.
I am very rich woman.
It is a very good day when a placenta moves to where it should!ReplyDelete
I think it would be a very hard thing to not touch Magnolia's curls.
Poor Jessie! I don't think there is anything you can do about a broken toe, is there?
No. Broken toes are just let to heal on their own, mostly. That is the way of it which is odd, when you think about it- our feet are so important.Delete
Poor Jessie's toe. I hope it won't hamper her movement too much. Such an exciting time.ReplyDelete
She seems to be okay today although the toe is bruised. She danced with August at library Baby Time.Delete
All exciting except for Jesse's toe. Quite painful I know... I hope your foot is ok from the Maurice incident. Be well, all of you please.ReplyDelete
We are all fine. And lucky. And getting very, very excited.Delete
Those eggs look like Easter!ReplyDelete
I feel like it's Easter every day. I really do.Delete
"Cat with eggs" -- it's like a still life by one of those old Dutch Masters!ReplyDelete
those are some beautiful eggs. and you do have beautiful grandchildren. and her toe may not be broken. if it's better is two weeks, not broken. I know, I've broken a toe kicking things but in my case I kicked a brick. and it took forever to get better.ReplyDelete
I've broken one of my little toes more than once. It sure does hurt when it happens, doesn't it?Delete
You are certainly rich as shit, as they say, in grandchildren! I stepped off a curb while holding a basket of laundry during the eighth month of my pregnancy with Henry and had to drag my enormous bod around with crutches for another six weeks. It was summer, too. Jessie looks luminous!ReplyDelete
Lily may have broken her tailbone in her last few weeks of pregnancy with Gibson. I don't think it's ever been quite the same again.Delete
As if pregnancy wasn't enough for a woman!
What wonderful photos, though. The eggs and the cat one is great.