Lazy Day Sunday

Wishing you and your family a restful Memorial Day weekend!

What will Baby Redmond look like?

For 8 months now, Bo and I have curiously dreamed about this baby, wondering what he or she look like.  We did the 3-D ultrasound around 19 weeks, and while we did get a clear image of the back of the baby's head, we still have no images of his or her sweet face.  Well, I recently learned about this website that allows you to upload a photo of the baby's parents and it "morphs" the images so you can get an idea of what your offspring will look like. 

Here are the two photos I uploaded:

... and this is what "morphed" from our images:

Please tell me that in the history of mankind, no child has ever had to live with eyebrows that size... or Donald Trump hair.  And we won't even discuss the serious TMJ issues this child will have with it's jaw!  Let's hope Mother Nature is kinder to our children than my computer!

This Wonderful World

Dear Baby Redmond,

You're not even here yet, and all of these people gathered last night to celebrate you.   All of these smiling faces are waiting excitedly for you to arrive and they can't wait to love you and teach you about this wonderful world. 

I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night. And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky. Are also on the faces of people going by. I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do. They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than I'll never know. And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Thank you to the Baileys, Bosdells, Smiths, Davises, and Childerses for such a memorable and oh-so-meaningful evening.  We love you guys and can't thank you enough for your support. 

Missing Ankles...

Dear Ankles,

I woke up Tuesday morning and was shocked to see that you had disappeared.  Without warning!  I feel so abandoned, and to make matters worse, my calves are having to do extra work by stretching all the way down into my feet.  It looks quite pathetic - a person with no ankles.  If you come back, I'll ask no questions regarding your betrayal.  In fact, I may throw in a few pedicures to make you feel more comfortable.  What's that you say?  A foot massage from Bo every night may do the trick?   I see.  Well, you were having to carry around a lot of extra poundage lately, so I can understand if you got tired of being pushed away.  But I promise that if you can stick it out for another 1 1/2 months, you'll be back into those sexy shoes in no time.  Yes, the thin strappy ones, even.   And I'll be happy to have you back. 

Love, Sara