Lucidia Lohman

Just a Small Update From a Small Lady

Well, I’m not so small anymore. I keep growing and growing and growing (or as Sarah Palin would say, “growin’” and “golly gee no way, look adder go!” (I really don’t like that woman’s voice.) I’m over three pounds now and totally upside-down in here. (It’s getting hard to type. This cord keeps getting in the way.) I’m starting to trigger some simple contractions for Mom at night and in the morning so she can get used to it. Wait’ll she sees what I have in store for her! Ha! I’m also making her crave everything sugar. She gained three pounds in two weeks! Boy, was she mad. (She promised to walk more, but I’m making her too tired for that. Just keep feeding me, lady.)

Mom was really mad yesterday. Apparently the place we were supposed to go back to in order to get the 4D ultrasound just up and closed. Permanently. It’s no longer in business! Mom said she wants a refund, but I’m not sure for what. It’s not like she can return me.

So we were sitting at the doctor’s office yesterday in the waiting room, and Mom started reading a pregnancy magazine. I heard her tell Dad she just opened up a random page in the magazine, and there was a list of 4D ultrasound places all over America. And the place in South Carolina (that’s where we live) is 20 minutes away. The last place was over an hour to get to! So she said she called right away and got in next Thursday–and they gave her a discount! (I’m not sure what that is either, but Mom was happy. Maybe I’ll make that my first word: discount. I’ll start practicing.) So next Thursday she should have some good pictures of me, if I decide to cooperate. After all, last Saturday we went, I didn’t want to do anything. Mom couldn’t have coffee for 2 weeks–2 weeks!–and I didn’t like that at all, so I refused to show them anything more than me picking my nose with my toe (thanks for those genes, Lohmans) and sucking my arm. But that’s it.

So the lady at this other place told Mom she can have coffee, just not the day of or the day before the ultrasound. I can’t wait! Let’s put sugar in it.

In other news, I keep getting the hiccups. Mom thinks it’s funny because I’m so low right now, her butt actually moves up and down with every hiccup. When you really stop to think about that, that’s really gross. Mom’s gross.

And I’m moving a lot. I love doing somersaults, but it’s getting crowded in here. I think I’ll have to get rid of this flat-screen TV soon in order to make room for my big butt. (The ultrasound technician at the last ultrasound said I have chunky legs. Mom said they look like Gallagher legs, which is her mom’s side. Mom calls her mom “The Mamagon,” which is Japanese for “mother dragon.” I haven’t really gotten to know that grandma yet, and I have yet to meet Dad’s mom, so I hope I get to meet them soon. Not to mention I have 6–six!–uncles, and I have an aunt in Korea. How cool is that? I’m going to be so spoiled. By the way, Uncle Malachi, thanks for telling me where Korea is. I still don’t understand, but I get now it’s not inside this lady here.)

Mom keeps saying she lost her ankles, but I know Dad rubs them, like, every night. My dad is so cool. He’s doing everything he can to make this pregnancy great for Mom. He cooks her dinner (I heard he hides vegetables in everything he gives her!), and he cleans, too! He rubs her back and feet all the time, like it’s part of his religion, and he reads all this cool stuff about childbirth and teaches it to Mom. I wish he’d tell me stories, but he talks to me sometimes. Maybe he’s shy. Dad, it’s ok to tell me stories. I’m listening. I like you. I won’t criticize you, I promise.

I’m one lucky kid to have so many cool people around. I know for sure, though, I’m going to be a Daddy’s Girl, and I’ll get whatever I want from that man. I already have him wrapped around my little fetal finger. Just wait until I’m 16! Ha ha!

1. Jaimie @ 8:14 pm
   on October 10th, 2008
   Hahaha, I love you Lulu! Your Mom is the best…seriously!<3
2. Korean Auntie @ 4:28 am
   on October 22nd, 2008
   Hi Lulu, Kelly and Thom,
   Dave told me that there’s comments about us and I only now recognized that Kelly’s been speaking from Lulu’s perspective, I always wondered why Kelly talks about her parents all the time, oops! You see? We may have communication problems from time to time, but I love you all !

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