Since I last wrote, I've decided to change doctors. After seeking more information about the placental abruption and getting a better understanding of what I was seeing from ultrasound technicians, I believe the use of such dire words as "it looks ugly" were unnecessary.
I'll have time for a better medical update next week, when I plan to be on vacation, but the brief version is there is a small problem that needs careful watching to make sure it doesn't worsen or affect the baby.
On to the pickles and caramel sauce.
This weekend my Alayna was very hungry. I think she is going through a growth spurt.
On Sunday, she'd already had a very nice, healthy, hearty lunch, but still had her apples. My mom asked if she wanted to dip her apples in some caramel sauce. She said yes.
So she put a dollop on her plate right next to the remaining ketchup from lunch. (She likes to dip things.) She mixed the caramel and ketchup together and dipped her apples. "MMmmm, tasty," she said. When the apples were gone, she was left with the rinds of bread-and-butter pickles and a couple tortilla chips on her plate. She typically eats the center out of the pickle circles and leaves the rest. Well, that dip of caramel and ketchup was so good, she placed a pickle rind on a chip and dipped that. Apparently, that also hit the spot. She ate the remaining pieces of pickle and chip the same way.
Later in the day, she was involved in some heavy pretending. Talking with her stuffed animals, Grandma and I. Suddenly, Alayna looked a the sunroom door and exclaimed: "Rabbit's here!"
She ran to the door. Opened it. And said: "Oh, Rabbit. It's so good to see you. How wonderful!"
Then she proceeded to introduce the imaginary rabbit friend to Grandma and I. A little while later, she ran to the door to invite Rabbit's friend in.
That three-year-old imagination is wonderful.
One more Alayna story today. Alayna has discovered jokes ... kind of. Last night she told me she was going to tell me pink mushroom jokes. Here's how the first one went: "Mama say pink mushroom." "Pink mushroom." "Pink Mushroom who." Not knowing what i was supposed to say I responded: "Pink mushroom you."
This was followed by much enjoyable belly laughter, first by Alayna and then by me because she was so funny.
A comedian is born ... or if you think back to the pickles and caramel-ketchup sauce, maybe an Iron Chef!
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Hi Katie,
I just found your blog and have just finished reading through it. I can't imagine the shock you would have felt at the ultrasound. I'm glad you're researching it more, don't believe everything that people tell you (especially doctors), you'll probably have no problems at all! What you didn't need is the stress!!! Anyway, I hope that you are doing fine, I will be keeping track of your blog and how you are doing. Cheers, Jenny.
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