The genes…they are huge!March 29th, 2006 @ 12:00 pm
Since about the fifth month of this pregnancy, I’ve had the real fear of having a huge kid. Not because I seem to be carrying a large baby. It’s just that I have the genes for it.
Now, I’m not a large person. I would consider myself to be “average-sized”. The King, now he’s skinny. Very tall and very skinny. Just like I like. His entire family is small. So, we seem to be safe on that side.
But let’s talk about my side of the family. How do I put this? Um…they are not so small. My Mom and I are the only ones that are just normal. My little sister? Yeah, she’s big. My two brothers? Yep-they’re big. My Dad? Huge. I don’t know how I’m the only one that got my Mom’s genes, but I’m pretty happy about it.
My fear isn’t so much that I’ll be pushing out a 10 pound baby Amalah style. It’s more that in ten years The King and I are going to be this weird looking couple with an above average sized kid. Can you just picture the two of us with a ten year old that’s bigger than the both of us?
I mean, look at the size of my little brother compared to me? (I must add that my Mom is always telling me I should call him my “younger” brother and not my “little” brother). Although he is five years younger than me, he’s about 6 times bigger. And he just keeps growing.
I’ve told my Mom a few times that I’m afraid of having a kid the size of one my siblings. She just laughs it off. This is not the response I need. I need her to assure me that The King and I will only make cute little petite children that look extra adorable in little Baby Gap outfits. And don’t play sports. (I don’t even need the visual of The King and I at some football game watching our huge kid play, where we don’t understand any of the rules and would just rather be at home making artsy things and watching “Law & Order” on TV).
But when I’ve mentioned this to my Mom, she just laughs.
I think it’s because she went through the same thing. She’s my size and is stuck with these giant sized kids.
I think she secretly likes that I’m afriad.
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Liza
said,
March 29, 2006 at 6:11 pm
We’ll be right there with you. If Noah keeps growing on track, he’ll be bigger than us before he’s a teenager. It’s a little scary! His donor was 6′3″ & 210, with 2 brothers that are bigger.
Honestly, now that he’s out of my body, my new biggest concern is hitting.
He already enjoys a rousing game of “Whack A Boobie” when something isn’t working for him while he’s eating.
What if my big burly bruiser turns out to be a bully?
girl from florida
said,
March 29, 2006 at 7:25 pm
Hahaha!! This entry made me laugh. With you, of course, not AT you.
My little brother is 6′3″ and wears a size 15 shoe… he is huge!! I just hope our GIRL isn’t that huge. Oh my!
Sarah
said,
March 29, 2006 at 7:29 pm
That is the cutest picture of you and your “little” brother. I think it’s so cute all of the worries that run through a pregnant woman’s mind. My best friend is worried that their baby will be an albino because like 6 generations ago her great great great…something or other was albino. so cute.
Lisa
said,
March 29, 2006 at 7:47 pm
Oh my Gosh you are tiny and you brother is huge! Eeek. I would be nervous too.
But drugs are good. Especially with bigger babies.
You’ll do great though!
kerri
said,
March 29, 2006 at 10:02 pm
One of my really good friends just had a 10 lb baby, au natural. I almost passed out when she called me from the hospital to tell me. A bigger baby is just more baby to love! Ok, I’m cheesy. But seriously. His feet and hands will still be tiny, 10 lbs or 7. I love that the most: The tiny baby parts.
Mrs. Ca
said,
March 30, 2006 at 5:45 am
I’m sure you’ll be just fine and your baby will be perfect! My husband is also tall and skinny and I tell him regularly that the main reason I married him is for his genes, because I want my kids to be tall and skinny too. He knows I’m kidding - kind of.
Suzanne
said,
March 30, 2006 at 6:04 am
I was cracking up reading this! Only time will tell, but if he is big or small I’m sure he will be beautiful because of your genes!!
I am 5′1 and my husband is 6′4. It will be interesting to see how tall Jax turns out to be!!
Have a good day!
anna
said,
March 30, 2006 at 6:48 am
This is a cute entry. All of the men in my and Greg’s families are tall. The women are small to above average. My children will most likely tower over me when they hit their teenage years. If/when your children do want to play sports, you will will just cheer for them. Gradually you will learn the rules of the game, along with the kiddo(s).
and, I’m sure your mother is enjoying every minute of it.
AnnieM
said,
March 30, 2006 at 7:30 am
Ha! Cute post and a legitimate one. I think everyone has these fears as delivery approaches. Mason was almost 6 lbs. six weeks early! They told me he would have been huge full term. You’ll be fine, everyone seems to make it through AND have more kids after!
liberalbanana
said,
March 30, 2006 at 7:57 am
Okay, so as I’ve been virtually surrounded by pregnant ladies lately (seriously, on the internet like 70% of the bloggers are preggers, right? or it just seems like it to me), I’ve actually been questioning my “I do not EVER want to have kids” stance a little. Honestly, I can’t picture being a mom AT ALL. Never had the urge for it. But being pregnant looks so cute. And I’m sure it’s fun to carry a little human extension of you inside your body. Very exciting. So I mention this to Boyfriend while we’re out to dinner last Friday. I tell him I think I should be a surrogate mom so I can be knocked up but not need to keep and raise the result. (I was totally joking. Kind of.) And then he told me that one of the main reasons HE doesn’t want kids is that he doesn’t want to pass on his 6′5″, late blooming genes onto another person. I assured him that he was a wonderful guy whose genes would produce a wonderful child, but he was totally adamant that he does not want to continue his family line. How awful is that?? (Even though I don’t want to have kids either!)
Jennifer
said,
March 30, 2006 at 9:18 am
My family proves that genes are more complicated than they seem. Small parents do not = small children.
My mom is 5′3″, slender. My dad is 5′5″, slender.
I (oldest) and 5′1″ on a good day. More like 5′0″.
Brother #1 is 5′11″, beefy footballer type.
Brother #2 is 5′10″, but dad’s build. He also had brown eyes, even though everyone else in the family has BLUE eyes — which is a “recessive gene”.
Either genes are complicated buggers and there’s just no way to tell, or Brother #2 is really adopted/an alien, just like we used to tell him when he was little.
Your baby will be absolutely perfect
Amalah
said,
March 30, 2006 at 1:58 pm
Noah is the tallest baby in his daycare class.
He is also the youngest.
Ack.
Nap Queen
said,
March 30, 2006 at 3:09 pm
Hee hee, this made me laugh a little, sorry. I don’t hope you have a abnormally huge baby or anything, but it’s a funny mental image
Think about this: my good friend’s boyfriend was an 11 pound baby and his mom is 4′11″ and weighs about 95 pounds 
Anth
said,
March 30, 2006 at 3:45 pm
Maybe I should be worried about this too. My brother was over 10 lbs when he was born.
I am the runt in my family. My little sister is 13 & is only an inch shorter than I am. Since I am only 5′4″, it’s not like she’s an Amazon or anything. The only person in my family with a similar body type to me is my Great Aunt Gigi (mom’s mom’s sister). Can body types skip that many generations???
Anth
said,
March 30, 2006 at 3:46 pm
P.S. In that picture, it looks like your brother is trying to slowly crush you.
Rude Cactus
said,
March 31, 2006 at 5:36 am
Damn! Check the size difference!
K.
said,
March 31, 2006 at 6:34 am
That is funny, although I am sure you don’t think so at the moment (in the midst of your fear). My “little” brother is bigger than me too, and my whole family struggles with weight issues. So I am glad that for now it seems that my son has inherited his father’s skinny build and super metabolism. Here’s to hoping things stay that way!
AnnaBana
said,
March 31, 2006 at 9:25 am
I totally understand what you’re going through! Except it’s not size I worry about, it’s hair color.
I have always imagined having blonde babies…my whole family is blonde, including both my sisters’ kids, but Jeff’s family is all brunette. I have absolutely no problems with brunettes (I think brown hair is beautiful, please don’t get me wrong!) I’m just afraid that if my baby comes out brunette, I won’t feel like it’s really mine, just because NO ONE in my family has ever been brunette, sisters, parents, grandparents, great grandparents…no one!
Brittany
said,
March 31, 2006 at 10:46 am
I come from a pretty average-sized family. Our problem is that we all have huge heads. My poor little bro looked like an “orange on a toothpick” (Mike Myers) until he hit puberty. I feel so bad for my mom for having to push our heads out of her body.
vera harris
said,
January 18, 2007 at 3:52 pm
who makes sister an brother real sister and brother if they didnt have the same dad
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