Mommy’s Musings Archive

Babe’s Anatomy

by Alison Friedman in Mommy's Musings, Pregnancy

Last week, we made the trek down the 405 to Beverly Hills to see a perinatal geneticist who focuses on fetal orthopedic and genetic disorders brilliant doctor. We were referred to Deborah Krakow by our regular OB, Dr. Fiiiiiine, because Mama was born, in case you didn’t know, with extra toes on my feet. Yes, the nurses counted and my mom plotzed — six toes on each foot, known as a genetic disorder called polydactyly. Look, if you’re going to be born with some kind of abnormality, a couple extra tootsies is not such a bad deal. But, Dr. Fiiiiiine wanted to rule out that the polydactyly wasn’t part of a greater classification of genetic disorders, so to Dr. Krakow we went.

Our 20-week anatomy scan was much more detailed and comprehensive than if we would have gone to the usual perinatologist that Dr. Fiiiiiine usually works with. This means we got to have a 20 minute session with the sonographer who measured every bit of Baby Friedman and confirmed, yet again, that she is all girl. Whew! It was fascinating to watch her examine every organ and point out many of the important areas. We’re starting to get really good at identifying fetal body parts: Alison and Bryan Friedman, M.D.

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The sonographer was like the warm-up act. She got us all excited and in the mood and then in walked the Real Deal. The Big Cheese. The Big Shoo.

We weren’t sure what to expect from Dr. Krakow. She teaches at UCLA and has been on the forefront of many big research papers and journals, so we knew she had the brains. But we didn’t know what her bedside manner would be like. Not only was she brilliant, but she was so easy to talk to, like an old friend, and kept a very casual and light vibe in her ultrasound room. That’s our style! We cracked jokes and she bonded with Bryan about the marketing scam that is 4D ultrasounds (no such thing as 4D. It’s just movement, and as Dr. Brilliant said, just “bullshit marketing.” A woman after our own heart!). When she took a look at Baby Friedman’s vagina, she was delighted to see a “good looking hoo-ha.” Her words. Not mine. Love. (This brings me to the question: what is a good looking hoo-ha? And how do women of the world acquire such glowing reviews? Is there more to what we already know? As far as I know, I’m not supplying a Brazilian aesthetician and jar of hot wax up inside there).

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I digress.

Dr. Brilliant also got down to business to check out what we were really there for. She counted every single digit and their corresponding bones to confirm that Baby Friedman has…

drum roll…

10 fingers.

and 10 toes.

Despite the 50% chance that our daughter would inherit my freaky feet, Bryan’s half helped to negate the acquisition. Also, Dr. Brilliant said that usually, genetic disorders like this one can skip a generation. But what about the fact that my grandparents and great grandparents walked through life with the appropriate number of digits? Well, the gene could start with me. Who knew I was such a trend setter? Except it’s in genes and not jeans. Not even designer ones.

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After all the nerdy, clinical stuff, Dr. Brilliant had fun on the ultrasound machine and got some cool shots of our daughter in 3D and 2D images. It was cool to see her face and watch her little hands and feet put on a show. Our daughter likes to tap dance in utero (and I’m currently feeling her perform right now) and wave her hands like she’s practicing for Miss America pageants.

And then there’s that face. Sigh.

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I have to admit, I’ve been struggling to find my connection with her because up until recently, our baby’s movements could not be felt and our few views into her womb world were anticlimactic. But seeing her move around and look like a very mini person was absolutely breathtaking. And I feel like I got to know her very well in those 40 minutes in Dr. Brilliant’s exam room.

Bryan and I left that appointment feeling great about this pregnancy, our relationship together as soon-to-be parents, and the future our daughter has. We have 19 or so weeks until we get to meet her, but we already feel like she’s such a great part of our lives.

  1. Rachel
    3/28/2011 9:51 AM

    Can I just say that the comment about your daughter’s “hoo haa” is hilarious. Hilarious. I am so glad you are so blunt and believe in sharing everything.

  2. Charlotte
    3/27/2011 9:56 PM

    Alison, you and Bryan are going to be the best parents and that little girl will be the luckiest little one around. The two of you are so special and have bonded with the little one already. You will witness what a miracle children really are. The good, bad and the ugly…they are still miracles. I love how you are documenting all of this. She will love reading it one day.

  3. Atrisha Newton Biesterfeld
    3/27/2011 3:10 PM

    Sound slike a great experience! I am happy for you and Bryan. Parenthood is truly an amazing blessing in life!

  4. 3/26/2011 5:23 AM

    Wow – Alison – what a great blog! Thank you for sharing such wonderful thoughts and pictures of your beautiful daughter. I cannot wait for you to experience the joy of Motherhood. It has been my most rewarding purpose in life, for the last 24 years. You will be a great Mommy! SO happy baby Friedman is anatomically fabulous! She will be even more fabulous the first time you hold her in your arms. Talk about true love….It doesn’t get any true-er.
    Sending you lots of warm hugs and love!
    Deb

Tales From The Bib

by Alison Friedman in Mommy's Musings, Pregnancy

Woo hoo! We got another exciting gift in the mail today. As soon as I saw my Aunt Pattie’s handwriting, I knew it was going to be something cute and clever. She’s famous for giving really clever and thoughtful gifts, and she remained consistent this time around.

Pattie, who’s married to Barry, one of my dad’s brothers, has the best luck when it comes to shopping. So when I read the note that said “Silly little thing that reminded me of you!!!” I knew it would be far from silly.

I unfolded the note and found a bib! Baby Friedman already has a little bib collection going, and this novelty bib definitely has me pegged.

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Too funny, right?

Here’s what’s really special about our relationship. Pattie has two daughters who I adore. Corrie, the older daughter, is already mama of the year, raising three adorable kids. And Jaimie, the younger daughter is sharing the pregnant card with me! She and her fiance, Matt, are due with their baby boy at the end of August, so it goes without saying that it’s going to be an exciting summer in the Siegel family!

Jaimie and I are about four years apart, and I’ve always enjoyed her company. Not only is she a brilliant veterinarian, but she’s a really kind and compassionate person. I remember when I was a kid, I copied her every move and followed her around hoping to become like her through osmosis. We were close enough in age that it was appropriate, but distant enough for me to see her on a pedestal.

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And now it seems like we’re closer in age and we’re both having babies together, and I couldn’t be happier! I can’t wait to watch her son and our daughter grow up together. They’re going to have so much fun at family Chrismukkah gatherings and playing on the beach in front of Pattie and Barry’s beautiful home. As the youngest in my generation of cousins, I’ve watched the kids of my older cousins grow up together enjoying fun times from Barbies, to bounce houses, to baseball, and I’m so glad that Baby Friedman will know a life filled with other cute and well-behaved kids who can lead the way. And she’ll have Baby Pernice, her own birth buddy, by her side.

And I will blog about it.

  1. Aunt Pattie
    3/22/2011 2:19 PM

    Sounds like an incredible family! OH WAIT! It is and I am proudly part of it!!!

Caribbean Baby

by Alison Friedman in Mommy's Musings, Pregnancy, Travel Channel

Once upon a time in March 2010, Bryan and I taped an episode of The Newlywed Game that aired on Game Show Network 3 months later. A friend directed us to an audition there and with shrugged shoulders and a “why not” attitude, we went for it and sure enough, we booked the show, taped, and had an unforgettable television experience that was hosted by Carnie Wilson (it should be noted that my parents were on the original show with Bob Eubanks in 1973!).

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Well, most of you know the outcome of the show:

We won!

Yes, we kicked ass, but the other two couples were definitely just not as in sync. We had no idea what we were playing for or when we’d claim the prize back on that day in March 2010.

“Tell ’em what they won, Carnie!”

We won a “2nd honeymoon” — six nights at a resort on the British Virgin Island of Tortola, airfare, and daily breakfast. We booked the trip in August and just a month ago in February, we flew across the country and way down south, to plop our feet up and relax in the Caribbean.

When we won and booked the trip, we had no idea we’d be pregnant on vacation. And despite the lack of rum in my Caribbean rum punch drink, it wasn’t so bad. In fact, it was great to enjoy a last big vacation alone with just my husband. We had a romantic time, enjoyed some adventures, got eaten alive by bugs, made some friends, saw beautiful beaches, and experienced a brand new destination together. We don’t know when we’ll take our next “oo la la” vacation, and we hope to be able to travel with our daughter and introduce her to many cities and cultures around the globe, but it was nice to know that we had one last hurrah before parenthood begins in a mere five months.

Since our baby is currently the size of a mango this week, I thought it would be appropriate to share some tropical vacation photos (mango.l.. tropical fruit… mango… tropical fruit… Get it? Bueller?).

It took three flights to travel from Los Angeles to Tortola. This is the sign before our final flight from San Juan to vacation!

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Flying in a 70-seat passenger teeny tiny propeller-jet aircraft above a cluster of the British Virgin Islands.

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Our first photo at Long Bay Beach Resort, which was great… for free!

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Enjoying the swim-up bar at the hotel and some fruity drinks on our first day!

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Like Hawaii, a sprinkle of rain would refresh the island for just a few minutes. This is one afternoon, just seconds after the short-lived rain stopped.

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Taking in the beautiful beaches of perfect, powdery sand and crystal blue water!

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We started the vacation at 15 weeks pregnant and left at 16 weeks. At the beginning of the trip, I didn’t fill up my new maternity bathing suit, but by the last day, there was definitely some belly pop-ness! And no, it wasn’t from eating too much (food was just mediocre). Since this is a baby blog after all, I thought I’d document a mini maternity shoot we did on the beach during our last afternoon in Tortola.
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  1. Mom/ Sharon/G'ma to be
    3/17/2011 11:46 AM

    Fun times! The Newlywed Game has been one of those shows that comes and goes over the years. So, who knows?–maybe Baby Girl Friedman will become a 3rd generation contestant on The Newlywed Game. And the host–Justin Beiber or even Manny from Modern Family???

Lotsa Matzah Thoughts-a and Thanks-a

by Alison Friedman in Mommy's Musings

Apparently, people read this thing.

And also want Baby Friedman to represent Passover in the most righteous way!

Thank you to Mama and Baby Girl Hollander, friends from the Simi Valley theatre gang, who read my little blurb about shopping for baby, and knew just how to fix the Mama Bib Blues. Marilyn and Erin are so thoughtful and are sweeter than apples and honey (okay, wrong holiday, I know, but “They’re sweet unlike seder plate horseradish” just didn’t sound as poetic).

Anyway, how adorable is this?!

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Marilyn picked these up for us in her temple gift shop and we’ll display them in a few weeks at our own Passover seder so Baby Girl can still be represented from inside the womb. And for April of 2012, our daughter will get to wear it so we won’t have to say “Next year in Jerusalem… may they have Passover baby bibs.”

Thanks, Marilyn and Erin!!

  1. Marilyn Hollander
    3/12/2011 2:38 PM

    Aw, I feel so honored to have made it into a Born Friedman blog. I’m so happy that you like them. We were really excited to bring them over. Cannot wait to meet this beautiful baby girl!

    M & E (B.G.) Hollander

    P.S. I actually do still call her “Baby Girl.”

Shopping Through The Years

by Alison Friedman in Mommy's Musings, Pregnancy

To say that “my mom has enjoyed shopping for Baby Girl Friedman” would be the biggest understatement ever uttered in the history of the English language. It seems like several times a week, I get a phone call or a Facebook chat from my mom detailing a new purchase via socks, dresses, or onesies. She even mentioned that she couldn’t decide between a pair of colorful, striped leggings and “denim” jeggings and considered buying both (result: she ended up with just the striped leggings… but then returned a separate time to claim the jeggings). Such difficult decisions in a grandma-to-be’s life.

Today, I had lunch with my mom and we both had time to kill after so we embarked on yet another shopping spree for this lucky little girl. Can I just pipe in for a second and say that I don’t think she was ever this excited to shop for me, her own daughter? I guess this is what being a grandmother is all about.

While browsing the racks and ooooo-ing and awwww-ing over every cute butterfly-adorned top and ruffly onesie, I started to notice a trend in baby clothes. Basically, each brand has their salute to all the events and holidays that outline a child’s life. The clothing designers are ever-ready to present moms — and grandmas! — who are in love with cute clothes a calendar in cotton form. While zig-zagging through the aisles, I started to have visions of my daughter growing up in these clothes which served as threaded crystal balls that detailed — or not — some big events.

My life flashed forward to 18 years later. Little Baby Friedman was now college co-ed Friedman (a future Wildcat?) and pledging AEPhi just like her mama! Giraffes are the symbol of my sorority and it would be really cool to one day go to my daughter’s pinning ceremony. And advise her what outfit to wear for a date dash. And inform her that starving yourself for a day and taking lemon drop shots later that evening is never a good idea.

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Apparently the baby department decided it was totally acceptable to offer My First Easter bibs but nothing by way of My First Passover bibs. I mean, what baby wouldn’t want a bib to commemorate another Jewish holiday about being slaves… yada yada… bad stuff happening to our people… yada yada… creepy amphibian things falling from the sky… yada yada. But still. What if?! After all, she will be the youngest at the seder table and totally eligible to ask the four questions. Or at least fidget through them. And matzo makes a great pacifier for when she gets fussy. And Manischewitz is so sweet for wine, it’s hardly alcoholic. Look, I’m just sayin’. The Jewish mothers out there would plotz over a My First Passover bib. Get with the program, Carters.

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Who can forget that first experience with cake and shoving a giant fistful in the mouth, tasting frosting for the first time and discovering a new form of baby crack? That’s what the first birthday is all about, right? So, here, in plain sight, I found the most adorable first birthday dress. A little birthday confection. A little birthday tu-tu. It’s the perfect outfit. No, no, I didn’t buy it, but I’ll admit that I hope it’s still on the rack in 18 months for when she turns one. And, my wise mother said, “Don’t rush things.” Yeah, like I would ever do that! (This is sarcasm).

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Bryan and I plan to raise a socially aware and compassionate daughter. And if she’s anything like me, she’ll love the gays and the gays will love her. I can already picture it now: the theatrical boy in Mommy & Me class will cling to her and they will babble together about musical theater and debate the pros and cons of skinny jeans. So, I chuckled to myself when I saw this outfit, perfect for her first Gay Pride Parade event.

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No doubt, this little girl of ours will enjoy the Barbie aisle and have her own stash. I still remember looking at my mom’s Barbies from 1824 the ’60s and being totally fascinated by their vintage details. Now that I see what current Barbies look like, I’m thinking Baby Friedman is going to feel the same about my dolls from the 80s. I mean, look at this modern day Ken … or should I say Bieber Ken! Please, Dear God, come up with better looking Ken dolls and don’t make them look like pubescent, mediocre-singing “heartthrobs.”

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So, you see, it’s easy to know what modern merchandising deems important and appropriate in our childrens’ lives. It’s already been laid out for me and some of it’s cute, some of it’s not, and some of it’s annoying. But it sure takes out all the guess work. Okay, maybe not all. I strolled the aisles of Babies-R-Us the other night and almost fainted. We need a whole other manual for that.

  1. Mom/ Sharon/G'ma to be
    3/9/2011 6:58 PM

    Oh yes, I am having an awesome time hanging out in the infant dept. But to clarify, I DID have a ton of fun buying you lots of clothes. Perhaps you are too young to remember the bags of outfits I’d bring home and torture you at 2,3 and 4 years old as we’d have our own little fashion show in your bedroom. You’d come home all tired out from a long day at child care, but I couldn’t wait to see how you looked in a frilly dress or new pant/shirt ensemble. I loved it and you will too. I guarantee it!

  2. Cathy
    3/8/2011 9:20 PM

    Barbies
    Beanies
    American Girl Dolls
    Bitty Baby
    Walking the Malls….

    Pretty much sums up girls.
    I have Bailey’s Holiday Barbie collection, the kid’s 25 and won’t let me get rid of them…
    BTW, Barbie’s birthday is tomorrow. HBD Barb!

  3. Cyndi Camp
    3/8/2011 8:43 PM

    I also love reading your blog posts. I can tell how excited you are and it brings a smile to my face.

  4. Sharri 'Upiter' Finkelstein
    3/8/2011 7:38 PM

    I love reading your posts! I just have to say that last year around this time, before my nephew was born (I think) I was at buybuy baby with my sister and they totally had “my first passover” bibs! it was cute, and I was impressed! 🙂