Lazy man photo post:
A while back I promised some scans of the sonograms and just got busy… so here’s all them so far, including the print outs we got yesterday… unfortunately no one reminded us that we needed to bring our own VHS tape to get a recording yesterday… so no video of Devin Allen in utero…
And then @ 18 weeks from yesterday:
Well that’s my beautiful baby boy!
Okay, so Lilybeth has been walking a few steps at a time and then crawling, but she hasn’t been walking any decent distance without support… until just now.
She walked all the way across the living room on her own (she squated a couple times to give her legs a break I think). She got all the way to me, handed me the Tivo remote she was carrying (a girl after my own heart!) and then reached up for me to pick her up. I did and noticed immediately that someone had decided to poop in her diaper… so I set her back on her feet and told her to go find her mama… so she walked all the way back across the room and then reached up so mama would pick her up.
Life will never be the same again!
Just a quick update on the baby (more can be found on her website)! This week she had two firsts.
1. She rolled over all by herself and I got to see it! (Great, now we can’t just leave our baby anywhere we please and leave the room… KIDDING!)
2. She laughed out loud. That was the most beautiful sound in the world (especially after 2 months of screaming). It was so cool. She was in her swing looking over at her mom and I while we read and she was just talking up a storm (well, trying to talk… it’s more like cooing at this point), but in the middle of what to her must have been a sentence, she laughed for a good 5-10 seconds or so… It was awesome.
For those of you wondering, yes we took pictures. In fact, I thought ahead a little and built a website just for Lilybeth. So head on over to lilybethdooley.com. There’s not much there right now except the link for a picture gallery on the left. Enjoy!
So I’ve been thinking a lot about nicknames lately. After all, I’ve got a daughter arriving any day now (not nearly soon enough for my wife!), and I’m sure she will inevitably end up with a nickname. I’m just one of those people who doesn’t use names. I dunno… Is it just me, or do you never use a person’s name unless you’re describing them to someone else, or trying to get their attention?
Any way, I’ve had a couple nicknames myself over the years… My dad called me “Monster” when I was a kid. When I got a little older and my mom realized how much like my dad I was, she called me Junior for a while. By the way, my name is Kevin Bryant Dooley, which, last name aside, is nothing like my dad’s Allen Delano Dooley. Junior came from the fact that my ornery father was sometimes lovingly (though with slight annoyance) referred to by my mom as “A**hole”. NOTE: This was all done in fun, after all, Dooley men take pride in their ability to live up to that particular name. One day my dad and I were in rare form and after a particularly witty and blistering comment by me, my mom pointed out just how much I was like my father, and that people might as well call me a**hole, junior… Junior stuck for a few years, especially whilst I entered the extremely ornery years called “adolescence”. During high school athletics I was referred to as “Doogie” or “Doogie Howzer” once it got out that I had skipped 7th grade. And finally in college due to the complete disaster that is Marriot collegiate catering, I got the nickname, “Captain” due to the fact that I ate one particular type of cereal at nearly every meal.
But, I dish out as much as I receive. I seldom refer to my beautiful bride as Ann… more than likely I call her “honey”, “sweetie”, or my personal favorite, “Pretty Lady”. This is, of course, derived from much the same complete bewilderment of a portly, goofy guy who somehow ended up with a beautiful woman as seen in “Knocked Up” when Seth Rogen’s character drunkenly said, “Whoa, you’re prettier than I am.” Most of my friends have nicknames (ummm… this may only exist in my head, but trust me… whether I call you by one or not, I’ve probably given you one). For instance, through his own actions, my buddy Frank now goes by (in my head at least) either Frodo, Merry, or Pip (Samwise being way too long of a name, and Sam not being hobbit-esque enough). Just to make sure we’re clear… I have called Frank this to his face, which is why I shared his particular nicknames. I also give nicknames to people I don’t know. I mean, how else do you describe people you’ve never met before when you’re out people watching? Sure you could say, “Hey, see that gangly, awkward teenager over there?”… or you could say, “Take a look at Ichabod.” You could say, “Did you see that guy of medium height that looks kinda like a biker and has a big beard,” or you could much more easily say, “What’s ZZ Top doing over there?”
So, back to Lilybeth Erin… I’m sure I’ll end up calling her something other than Lilybeth, Lily, etc. Anyone want to place bets as to what it will be?
Today Ann and I went to the Doctor today and had our (well Ann’s) week 20 sonogram. There is no doubt that we (again, mostly Ann) are having a girl! Lilybeth is derived from the Welsh name Lilybet, which means “God’s promise”. Erin means “from Ireland”, which is a tiny bit deceptive as the child will be (from our calculations) 37.5% Scottish, which will be the biggest percentage of her varied heritage… basically we thought the name was pretty.
On to the baby’s health… again our doctor used the word “Perfect” to describe Lilybeth. The heart has all four chamber’s, she has two kidneys, one bladder, one stomach, an active and proportionate brain, a fully formed upper lip, symmetrically growing arms and legs, her circulatory system is working and receiving blood properly from the umbilical cords… in short, there is nothing wrong with her. So, without further ado… meet Lilybeth Erin Dooley:
And for the piÃ¨ce de rÃ©sistance… video of the entire session (including footage not seen in the pictures!). Just right click and “Save As”… the file is playable in iTunes, Quicktime, and on iPods. It’s 74Mb, but well worth the wait!
Or at least that’s what Dr. Brodsky told Ann and I when we went in for her 12 (13 due to scheduling) week appointment. We watch the baby flip over and wave at us on the sonogram, and then the Doc came in and said everything was perfect and we were in great shape. Ann is now on a 2 day streak of not being sick, and the Doctor said that was normal and that aside from an amazingly perfect new baby growing inside her she should start feeling something closer to normal now…
We’ll be back in 3 weeks for a major exam with blood work and all that jazz, and we’ll have an appointment in 6 weeks to see if we can determine Baby Dooley’s gender…
I’m a firm believer that every great event in one’s life should include a theme song… Jim Carrey’s character in Cable Guy may have been crazy, but he had that part right.Â So I would like to announce the Official Theme Song for Baby Dooley (update tomorrow!)… For those of you who watch Scrubs, this is a total rip off of last week’s episode, but I don’t care, it’s perfect.Â Baby Dooley’s theme song is “Miracle” by the Foo Fighters… Here’s the chorus:
Hands on a miracle
I got my hands on a miracle
Believe it or not, hands on a miracle
And there ain’t no way
Let you take it away
I’ve kept it bottled up too long! Ann is 7 1/2 weeks pregnant! Today we saw the above sonogram and were actually able to see the babies heartbeat! The baby is due about June 17-18. We’re both really really happy as we’ve been trying to have a kid for about 2 1/2 years now. We’re also really, really scared as this is (obviously) our first.
So to answer the question, yes we have names picked out… but they’re a surprise (except the few of you who already know).
I will, of course, keep you all updated via this wonderful blog…