O'Connor Famiglia

I kind of forgot to mention my official due date in our baby-announcing-post from a week or so ago.

Most of out family know, but for those who have forgotten or didn't hear

it's November 19th!

It's kind of awesome because that's the same date my beautiful cousin Brady  was supposed to have her equally beautiful daughter Poppy on. 

Although I think she went a week overdue...which I'm very much hoping won't be the case with me!

Needless to say we are still psyched, enthused, excited, pumped--and in all other words: totally stoked about our new little person.

I've made dramatic dietary improvements since the last time I posted too. 

Mostly because I rediscovered how awesomely amazing Ensure is. 

So when I haven't felt up to eating solid food I've at least been able to drink it. 

We bough a giant case at Sam's last Saturday and I've made a pretty decent dent in my 24 bottle supply. 

I've already noticed that my disgust with most food seems to be ending! This is very exciting since I've been living on (liquid) food and the occasional sleeve of crackers, cheese sticks and cold cereal.

I've found renewed interest in butternut squash, watermelon (still), apples with peanut butter, cold strawberries and crisp cold green salads. And of course--steak! I haven't actually bought or prepared any....but it still sounds oh so good! Smothered in A1 sauce! A condiment my Dad has always found close to sacrilegious. 

In other news, Henry and I got to go to our 12 (almost 13) week appointment last night.

Shortly after He asked me why we always wait at least an hour to actually see the doctor, we got to go back to the ultrasound room--

which is totally awesome.

Because I (apparently) have a doctor who is very generous with the Sonogram

and who uses it at almost every appointment without charging anything extra.

And I love anything that is free. 

So here are some more pictures of our lovely little person! Who is totally obvious in the picture--unlike the first images we had of Kishbaba. 

Which is the name Henry has dubbed our unborn Fetus because it means "small baby" in Hungarian.

(In case you wanted to know or were unsure, you say it like the breakfast food "quiche"+ baba--which I shouldn't have to explain how to pronounce) 

Here they are!

This is the hardest to tell what it's actually a picture of--but if you look close, you can see the back view of the baby and the spine right down the middle.

This is a sort of side/profile view. The head is the most obvious body part, but arms are barely visible as well.

This is the freakiest picture... apparently skeleton jack is growing in my belly. When I pointed out to Henry the  obvious-ness of the little skull he was kind of perturbed. I think our peanut is just excited for Halloween.

This was an amazing visit overall. We got to hear the baby's heartbeat first which was totally awesome.
Then the doctor started probing my belly with the ultrasound.
And we actually saw the baby kicking and moving.
My Mom sent me a text this morning, and said that she isn't surprised in the least the a child coming from me and Henry is so active and busy.

I'm scared already.

The Doctor also showed us the angle they would try to use to see the gender of the baby.
And as he proceeded to move the probe
we distinctly saw little ankles cross over each other.

We have a little stinker in the making--

He/She already doesn't want to make it easy for us to buy adorably gender appropriate baby stuff.

All in all--it was completely and utterly surreal to see our little person moving around. It isn't that my pregnancy doesn't feel real.
Because the whole not-eating-or-keeping-anything-down has made it very real.
But to see our baby squirming all over the place
waving minuscule little fists and feet
and to see a little face
makes it all the more incredible.

We just can't wait to meet this little human who looks less and less like a dinosaur everyday!

face and belly pictures coming soon! Although I don't think it's true, several people have already made remarks that I have a bump.
Which I am still sure is just a pooch
since I don't have any desire to suck anything in anymore.
But I still want to take pictures of my face and stomach before they both balloon out of proportion
and I can't see my feet anymore.

One last comment: I have the most awesome hubbers ever-- so far this morning he has folded three baskets of laundry, changed the sheets on our bed, cleaned up my mess from our living room, and made two loaves of banana bread.
Which smell amazing in the oven right now.

Am I lucky or what?