Baby Girl

Crissy June 2nd, 2009

My baby girl is 11 months old today. She has been going through so many changes over the last month. She crawls, cruises and has been signing like crazy. Her sense of humor is too funny as she teases her brother, in a nice way. She has 5 teeth and counting. I am really starting to feel like she a person and not a screaming, eating, pooping machine. Don’t get me wrong, she can scream and cry with the best of them, but she is really starting to show signs of understanding what we are saying and being able to communicate with us. It’s pretty incredible.

I do remember what happened exactly a year ago today with regard to baby girl. I was pregnant and just starting to calm down (as I was a wreck most of the pregnancy) and be ready for labor. I was actually looking forward to delivering my little bundle and find out who this person would be. I felt so close to my son from the moment he was born and was hoping, yet scared to death, for a girl. I had just had an appointment with a midwife in my doctor’s practice and she assured me that the baby was in position. It was the very next day that the event that changed my pregnancy for what I thought was the worst happened.

I was sitting in bed watching a movie. I’m not sure which movie it was because I was so distracted by the unbelievable uncomfortable feeling I was having. It felt nothing like labor, which was good because it was over a month until my due date. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I wanted to wait it out to see it it would continue or go away. I had an ultrasound shceduled on Monday and being that this was happening on a Saturday evening while Chris was still working in the basement, I was concerned but not panicked. It was the weirdest most bizarre feeling I have ever felt. I thought maybe I ate something that didn’t agree with me. Apparently, I found out that it was something that didn’t agree with Alina.

Alina, my cute and adorable little girl, had decided that she was not really in position. She had decided that head down was not her forte. She had decided that standing was much better than being on her head. My baby had turned breech! When I found this out at the ultrasound on Monday, I was shocked. I mean, the midwife had just told me on Friday that she was in position. One more thing for me to cry about, like I hadn’t been crying almost everyday as it was. This was such a different experience than I had when pregnant with Aiden, but they say that every pregnancy is different. She is definitely different and I am looking forward to seeing how different she is as she grows into a beautiful young woman. Here’s to my baby girl!

Entry Filed under: Parenting, Milestones