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Sailboat onesies made by Emily Grace Whebbe. She is still searching for a name for her soon-to-be-born daughter.
Sailboat onesies made by Emily Grace Whebbe. She is still searching for a name for her soon-to-be-born daughter. Courtesy of Emily Grace Whebbe
I had my last ultrasound last week, something I'm so very glad is over. Initially in pregnancy, I had a lot of pain near one ovary and was worried the pregnancy was ectopic. I had an ultrasound at 10 weeks that found a cyst on my ovary. So, even though I had only planned on having one ultrasound around the routine 20-week mark, I've had to have a few more than I would have liked, to monitor the cyst.
Now in the final weeks of my pregnancy, the radiologist cannot find it because the baby and all my other organs are in the way. I should be more concerned about the cyst, but as long as the baby is healthy and it hasn't caused any real complications, I'm relieved to be in the home stretch!
Emily Grace Whebbe, 26, from St. Paul, Minn., is a first-time mom who gave birth to her daughter, Revira, on Aug. 4. She delivered naturally with a midwife at a birth center, accompanied by her partner, Kai.
I'm finding myself feeling like I have a lot to take care of in the next few weeks before birth, and at the same time, pretty accomplished and ready for this little spirit to come into this world. The car seat is installed in my new (to me) "mom car" and I even gave Kai and my mom a lesson on using it. And, after at least 10 hours researching the perfect nontoxic, sustainable, small, practical, and of course, aesthetically pleasing crib, I decided to order it before they stopped making it.
I'm nearly at my due date, and we have no names. At the end of the day, Kai lays next to me in bed and says, "So what do you want to name the baby?" I give him the same frustrated look I always do that says so much and so little all at once: I want a name with meaning, elegance, good nicknames, and originality; and yet, I have no ideas.
I say nothing, but he understands my frustrated look. "A name has to have meaning," he says, as he rolls over and falls asleep.
Lula, our puppy, likes to smell clover — and eat it. While on a walk through a field yesterday, Lula would stop at each patch of clover and gnaw at the flowers. I told her, "Lula, that's clover. We don't eat clover."
Then I had a thought about just naming the baby Clover. I could tell my daughter one day, "Lula always searched out clover in the fields, so we named you Clover." Then I remembered Lula likes to search out other things as well: plastic, rubbish, bird wings and owl pellets being among just a few of her favorites.
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Emily Grace and her partner Kai are seen in this photo from five years ago, taken soon after they first met. They are now house-hunting together for a home for their baby girl.
Emily Grace and her partner Kai are seen in this photo from five years ago, taken soon after they first met. They are now house-hunting together for a home for their baby girl. Courtesy of Emily Grace Whebbe
The whole reason I took the dog for a walk was to defer a decision I had to make. Kai and I spent our 4th of July weekend touring houses to buy, and I had to make a decision if I was going to put an offer in on one we liked.
I still amaze myself at how I can make decisions about the baby, and even Lula - living things - so easily, yet I struggle so much with whether to purchase a house. I decided finally that it was a good idea to make an offer, but alas, our offer was declined.
I find myself relieved and disappointed all at once: another situation that mirrors the multitude of emotions of pregnancy! I can handle that. Let the search continue!