Lucidia Lohman

Am I Really That Old? (With Pictures!)

I can hardly move in here. And it’s dark.

Apparently, I am 33 weeks old, and I’m making sure Mom feels every minute of it. I’m pretty sure I’m at least 4 pounds right now. Maybe more.

Things have been hectic here, but all is well now. I was giving Mom a hard time for awhile as her body began adjusting to the weight gain, my never-ending bladder dancing, and this thing she calls “heartburn.” But I heard her tell Dad that she can sleep through the night now if she sleeps in a certain position. I still kick her though. Well, sometimes. It’s getting hard to move around in here. Things are getting cramped. I mainly just slide from one side to another and poke at this bladder. I get bored, so sometimes I’ll poke Mom’s ribcage. I love her diaphragm, too. It’s flexible. Great for my feet. Mom said she can’t breathe, but I don’t have anywhere else to go right now, to be honest with you, so feet in ribs and lungs will have to do.

These past two weeks, I have found out I can do two very important things: make Mom crave Mexican food (even Taco Bell when we’re low on cash) and hiccup—a lot. I think I hiccup 3-4 times a day. That’s crazy. But that Mexican food sure is worth it.

My favorite thing this week was when Mom was in a meeting with her boss, and I kept sliding, which I heard her say makes her shirt move (or something). So there she is, sitting there, with her shirt moving across her belly, trying to make sure no one notices! Oh, I’m a stinker.

It’ll get worse, Mom, before it gets better.

In other news, I heard Mom and Dad talking about how the cats “know something’s up.” I’m not up; I’m down here. But they said the cats are in the nursery all the time, and Isis won’t leave Mom’s side when they’re home. I think Isis tried to sit on Mom’s lap last night, but she couldn’t because I’m there. I could hear her purring though. That was cool. Do humans purr? I hear Mom purr sometimes when Dad rubs her feet.

Oh! And I decided to let Mom and Dad get a few pictures of me. I know Mom mailed them out to people and e-mailed them to others, but you can see me on her website. Here’s one:

And here’s a movie of me:

They also got some belly pictures taken. I think I look rather round here. I don’t know. You decide.

Here’s Mom:

And here’s Mom and Dad:

So there you have it. I have less than 7 weeks to go now until I’m here. I hope you’re all ready to meet me, because I can’t wait to meet you all!

Oh. I almost forgot. Mom made me promise to thank Aunt Marissa and Uncle Jason for the Pack-N-Play.

It’s really cool. It makes sounds. It wasn’t easy to put together though. I heard Dad say some potty words as he put it together. But thanks for that present. It’s awesome. Mom said when we come visit you, we’ll have to bring it so I have somewhere to sleep. I don’t know why. I’m sleeping fine in here right now!

Oh well. It’s clear that I have the best family ever! Thanks!

1. Marissa & Jason Makarewicz @ 10:49 pm
   on October 25th, 2008
   Hi Lulu,
   We’re glad that you like your pack and play but it didn’t come from Uncle JJ and I-it was actually from all the your Makarewicz women relatives (Aunt Franny, Aunt Torie, Aunt April, and Aunt Marissa).
   We can’t wait to meet you-

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