C-section?

I had an ultrasound today to follow up on my placenta previa (where the placenta is covering the cervix, the baby's way out). Unfortunately, the cervix is still completely covered. The basic message I got today (from the ultrasound tech and the doctor) was that it's still possible for the placenta to move, but unlikely. So, talk of a c-section begins. Of course, I will continue to have follow up ultrasounds and hope that the placenta will move. In the meantime, I am mentally preparing for a c-section (which my sister, Haley, warns me the recovery from is awful--especially when you already have a little monster, I mean, munchkin at home!). I guess I am still optimistic and not yet convinced I will need a c-section (maybe it's denial). I do have concerns about potential bleeding, bedrest, or an unexpected early delivery. Really, it's just a situation where we will have to wait and see (and hope and pray).

The good news is that our little girl, who we call "Gigi", is growing perfectly. She measures exactly as she should and all of her organs look good. So, we are thankful for that!

Little sponge!

Wow! I feel like Vince is learning so much everyday. He has started chattering like crazy. I am amazed at how quickly he is picking things up now--he copies words we say and things we do. It's really pretty entertaining. He surprises us a lot lately, like by adding the words to songs when we are singing. Think it might be time to start filtering what we say!

Jock in the making

Steve is creating a little jock. He wants to be sure Vincent has exposure to a variety of sports. We have a basketball hoop, a t-ball set, footballs, golf and bowling equipment. Steve was getting concerned that Vince didn't have any hockey equipment yet. So he was very excited to find a kids hockey set this weekend. I'm not sure the hockey set is a big hit with Vince just yet.

He does seem to be a basketball fanatic, though. I recently caught him trying to shoot hoops with a wet diaper (at least he was aiming for the garbage can). When we are out for a walk he points out all of the basketball hoops he sees, saying "baa" (he hasn't quite got the "L" sound yet). And he will often stand at the gate at the top of our stairs whining, "baa" because he wants to go to the basement and play basketball. We'll see if his love of basketball lasts!

Here are a few videos displaying his athletic abilities.