Say my name, say my name!

Mommy and daddy have no idea what my name will be.  They won’t know whether I’m a girl or boy until the delivery date and so they have to come up with a lot of baby names.  A few years ago when mommy’s clock started ticking she kept a journal of boy and girl names.  But alas, she can’t find it now.  There’s talk of naming me after relatives or names that remind them of places they visited etc.  Mommy’s favorite girl name at one point was “Suri” then Tom and Katie took that name.  Apple Blossom is already taken.  Do you have any suggestions?  I would like something new and original but good old classics are not too bad either.  Also, I would like people to be able to pronounce my name.  Though most people can’t pronounce mommy’s first name and their last name.  Speaking of last names, my first name can’t be too long, I would like to be able to bubble it in on my scantron sheet when I take my exams.  If you have a suggestion post it here.  

Oh, and for the person(s) (one person already asked) who want to know if Baby RadJo is my name.  No, silly!  It’s a gender/sex neutral placeholder until I’m born.

Sex? What’s the big deal!

Everyone keeps asking mommy and daddy, “What are you having?”  Or even, “What do you want?”  Mommy and daddy don’t have a particular preference over baby sex.  They just want a healthy baby.  Boy or girl, it doesn’t matter.  So far, I’m the only one who knows what I am.  The big ultrasound where they will be able to tell if I am a boy or girl is in a couple of weeks.  So the doctor will tell them to look when it’s appropriate (giving me time to hide my you-know-what.

They will find out what I am on May 23.  So far it looks like there’s just one BabyRadJo.  Or is it?  LOL!  You’ll have to wait and find out!

How's mommy feeling?

Some have asked how's mommy feeling?  Well she's fine.  I'm fine too, thanks for asking.  As my carrier and my future source of all things creative and organic expensive treats from Whole Foods, I decided to take it easy with mommy.  So she hasn't thrown up once.  She's been hungry (because I was hungry) and she's been tired (because I need to grow and get big, I can't have her working out twice a day everyday!).  I also made her a bit more emotional.  I think it's good for her to bond with her sensitive side.  So what if she cried watching HGTV, it was pretty emotional to see the house built for the family that had no home.  Plus, the more sensitive she gets the more she'll protect all that's important to me. Like these days she gets mad if people around her are sick.  She needs that fire to keep from getting sick!  I need no delays in my process.  She's also more protective of daddy.  It's only natural.  I want our family to stick together.  It's in my best interest.  So if she sees a girl at the gym talking to daddy (never mind if she is asking if he's done with his set), mommy gets irritated and thanks about throwing her towel at the girl.  But I also help endear daddy to mommy.  I made certain things bigger to get his attention.  Her stomach!  What were you people thinking! 

I passed my first test!

Today was a great day!  The doctor called and said I passed all the first trimester prenatal screening tests.  I got the highest score possible on the Downs Syndrome test.  Thus there's only a 1 in 10,000 chance that I will have Downs Syndrome.  And I did fairly well on my Trisomy-18 test; my score was 1 in 8,655!

Mommy's is Pregnant!

Mommy is a little upset. She went out with friends on Saturday and was dismayed because they said she didn't look pregnant. Not pregnant! She had on her Bellaband (if you don't know what that is, google it) because she couldn't button her skinny jeans and a tight shirt that showed off my hard work. I take offense to the notion that she doesn't look pregnant. I've been working hard on mommy with her cravings and decreasing her ability to work out (hey I need my oxygen!). So she told me to post this blog and photos. To show her baby bump. She'll get bigger. She looks forward to people giving her seats on the metro and gentlemen tipping their hats when she passes by. She'll get discounts at stores and extra food at restaurants. People will smile and just be nice to her because she's pregnant. Just the other day her sister brought her an organic cupcake just because!

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yes, mommy's in a swimsuit. Big deal. Ground Zero was the week before inception and mommy was still on stage. The other picture in the white swim suit is week 10 when mommy knew she was pregers but thought she could still compete in two weeks.  The other two pictures are week 11 and week 13. Week 13 pics were taken that same weekend everyone said she didn't look pregnant. Come on!

My Pictures

I have had two trips to the doctor so far. The first time I was photographed I was just a little bit and mommy affectionately called me her "gummy bear." Mommy was lucky she because they took my first pictures with a new internal ultrasound device. Yup! No goo on the stomach. They inserted a device to take the pictures.

My second set of pictures shows how much I have developed. I've got hands and legs and eyes! I particularly like my Alien pictures. I am sure you would agree. By the end of the photo session I was exhausted. I think you can see the picture where I put my hands in front of my face. At some point all stars get tired of the paparazzi.

Why do I Need a Blog?

Personally I am offended that I have to answer that question. Why not!?!?! Everyone under the sun these days gets a blog, why can't I? Besides the fact that I am the absolute most important thing that has ever happened to my parents and maybe the world, here's why I have a blog...because my parent's don't!

One of my parents believes the Internet is for checking on the Red Sox and watching funny clips sent by his/her good friend M.H. or its for reading emails in the privacy of one's home. This parent believes social media is a trap. It's an invasion of privacy and it decrease our overall security.

The other parent believes the Internet could be used for nefarious reasons but overall it's great. Plus, even without our own blogs or permission, the Internet already has tons of info on us. You can google our names and find out how we did in our recent athletic challenges or see our pictures or even Google Earth our house!

Both parents recognize there is a small (but I think large) group of people who would care about me and my journey, so they should do something to tell my tale. So they have compromised and given me permission to have my own blog.

But there are certain rules here we must abide by so I can keep my blog. One, do not use my parents full names in responding to blogs. Try not to even mention their first names. Don't talk about where my daddy or mommy work. This blog is all about me! If you want to talk to daddy or mommy send them an email. If you don't have their email, then you shouldn't be here!

Thanks for your help!

Baby RadJo