Baby Bump & My Sister's Love

So Monday was ultrasound day. Eeeeeek! I was so excited! I was very happy about my decision about changing my ultrasound date. Since hubby was in Boston at the time of my last visit, the doctor was begging me to do one while he was gone. I didn’t really like that, since I had expressed how deeply I wanted him with me. But, like normal …. I won! lol And I am so glad I did !  Michael was so happy to be there with me. I’m not sure what it is about children, but they have a way of making the toughest fellas a bit mushy!  But as the ultrasound was taking place I wasn’t sure what I was seeing, I had a good idea but the uterus can make some seriously funny shapes. But, between my husband and the technician, I was quickly told “what” part of me was the baby! LOL

So here is my Lil’ Spud! 

 

Now there is a story to why the baby’s nickname is “Lil’ Spud”. It comes from my sister. One of the funniest, but completely real people I know. During the whole scare at the beginning of this pregnancy I called her crying and very upset. She, of course, was told right after my husband about me being pregnant. We are super close and she means the world to me! But while I was crying my face off she tells me, “Mel, Lil’ Spud will be just fine. Just be comforted in the peace of G-d and don’t worry “. Of course this is, at times, easier said than done. When she paused, I asked her, “so where did “Lil’ Spud” come from”? She told me, “Remember the movie “Faith like Potatoes”? Well that’s where I got it. You have to have the faith that G-d will make even the smallest potato grow to the biggest potato during the time of a drought”. WOW, let me tell you, I was blown away. Talk about out of the mouths of babes! Although she’s not a baby anymore, I’m 9 years older than she is so I feel a lot older than her at times. But then there are times like these where her perspective and her faith went so much farther than my own. After I had talked to her I just felt at peace. And I had talked to several people about the situation, and nothing that was said that day had sounded so loudly to me as what she said. It was one of those 'in your face' moments. Sisters are an amazing gift. If you are lucky enough to have one, hold onto her real tight!  So anyway, my blessed journey is starting to blossom. With such joy in my spirit and such happiness in my heart, I can’t wait for the rest of this journey to unfold!