Sunday, June 24, 2012
Dear Baby (5)
Your brother and I went to Walmart yesterday trying to find a Nerf gun that he could operate himself, the ones Uncle Joey has require to be cocked back and it requires more umph than Bear has, and I got irritated by constantly having to help Bear each time he wanted to shoot Joey. So to Walmart we went.
When we got there he changed his mind and wanted a Thor hammer...luckily we didn't find one, so he resumed finding a Nerf gun. He found a set of two little ones, that to me looked easier to operate. I figured he'd see them and think one could be for him and one for Joey. Instead he said "Mama, this blue one can be for me and this yellow one can be for my baby!" Then he stopped looking at me, looked at my tummy and said "What do you think, baby? Do you like it?" Holding up the gun to show you. "Yup, baby likes it, let's get them."
Your brother is already preparing for you. Moments like this happen all of the time. On weekend mornings he comes in and lays his head on my tummy, talking to you. He told me that he wants you to sleep on the bed that is under his bed. He also tells me about all the things he's going to teach you. He's currently practicing his sword skills on a water bottle and says he's going to teach you how to practice like him.
He already loves you so much. I hope he's just as happy to have you after you're born.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Baby Lime
Finally! I finally get to talk about my baby! Baby is now the size of a lime. I finally got to see baby via ultrasound. I also got to hear the heartbeat for the first time, which is beating 180 beats per minute, which is great. Old wives tales say that a high heart rate means it's a girl, so for now I'm going to refer to the baby as a her, because saying "it" just doesn't feel right. Hearing the heart beat and seeing her move brought tears to my eyes. She was moving around, waving, and sucking her thumb already. I'm so glad there's only one, and not twins. I asked the doctor to be SUPER sure of it, which wasn't a problem because she loves doing ultrasounds and seeing pictures, she was pretty funny talking to the baby just as I do...when I'm alone though, haha.A few people had already guessed that I was pregnant based on my Facebook postings and such. Some people I shared the info with early because they just straight up asked. See, it's true what I said, if you want to know about something I'm alluding to in my blog, simply ask.
My weight compared to last week's appointment is down by two pounds. Last week I was 128, today I am 126. Doc wasn't concerned, she explained that baby is measuring exactly how she should at 11 weeks so all is well. Same thing happened when I was pregnant with Colbert, lost weight during the first trimester and then it fluctuated during the second, followed by becoming a balloon in the third. My doctor then was very concerned about Bear's growth and did extra ultrasounds and such, predicting that he would be like a 5 pound baby, pfft...he was 7 pounds 12 ounces.
The doctor predicts that my due date is January 10th, 2013...which I disagree with by 5 days. I know the exact conception date...which maybe I'll argue with her next time. Same thing happened with Colbert, they estimated his due date to be May 6th, but I explained that I knew the exact conception date and it was adjusted to April 26th. Had he continued baking for another 7 days he would have been a pound heavier, no thanks.I asked Colbert again if the baby in my tummy is a boy or a girl. He said "Hmm...well...a boy...or maybe a girl." He was able to properly predict with a few other women, maybe he's just lost his mojo. The appointment to find out the gender is 9 weeks away. Which is going to drive me insane waiting that long...remember what I said in my previous post, how impatient this pregnancy has made me. Ugh.
We already have names picked out, we had picked out 3 boy names and 2 girl names back when we were first dating 7 years ago. The names left are: Delilah Joy or Hazel Mackenzie, and Alexander Sebastian or Logan James. So far I'm thinking Delilah if a girl, and Alexander if a boy. The name Delilah came from the song "Hey there, Delilah" and Joy from Roger's grandmother. Hazel comes from my grandmother, Mackenzie comes from the first little girl that I fell in love with when I first started teaching, she wasn't even in my class but when I saw her I thought to myself "That is exactly what my future daughter will look like," which I'm pretty sure is accurate because Colbert looks like the male version of her. The name Alexander comes from my favorite book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, and Sebastian as in Sebastian from The Little Mermaid and although my middle name, Ariell, doesn't come from the movie I love the Little Mermaid...clearly, given that I have a tattoo of her on my shoulder blade. Then there's Logan James...it's a name that Roger came up with and he likes it...but I have a nephew with a similar name soo I'm not too keen on it. Then there's the name Tandy Danielle...however, Roger dislikes it greatly, so I let that name go.
You can pretty much guarentee that I will be bombarding my blog with baby updates. A lot of Dear Baby ones, so for those who care about my pregnancy they can read that and those who don't it will be easy to avoid. We'll see if I muster up the ability to write about anything else other than baby. We shall see.
Dear Baby (4)
Your uncle Joey is sleeping over tonight, who is possibly your brother's favorite person in the world. The two of them are almost 5 years apart, just like your brother and you will be. They get along so well, it seems to be a perfect age difference...for now at least, we'll see how things are when joey is 13 and Bear is 8...may be saying something different entirely. But at least for now I'm taking comfort in the age gap between the two of you.
I can picture everything going so well...or at least I'm trying to, in order to calm my nerves.
Tomorrow I will finally get to see you on the ultrasound and finally announce to the world that you exist. I can hardly wait.
Dear Baby (3)
You have me exhausted! I can't sleep, nothing sounds good to eat, and my skin disease is freaking out making it generally painful.
Yet I am thrilled to have you. Ultimately all of the aches, pains, and lack of sleep are completely worth it to see that you make it here a happy and healthy baby.
Only two more days and I get to see you via ultrasound. You already bring so much joy to me, I love you.
Dear Baby (2)
I'm sitting in the doc waiting room. It's a boring appointment but it is one week closer to the ultrasound when I can finally see you!
My pants already don't fit, don't think I've gained a single pound. My hips are definitely wider already. Normally my knees knock against each other when I walk, but now they are about 2 inches from doing so. I'm already using a hair tie on my button for my pants...feel kind of silly. Your brother let me wear my normal pants until at least 18 weeks. I'm only 10 now and have had to do the hair tie thing for a week and a half already.
I still forget that I'm pregnant from time to time, then someone will ask how you're doing and I remember. I'm definitely more distracted with this pregnancy. I'm just as determined to keep up with work stuff, lifting and playing with the kiddos. My lower back, though, by the end of the day is throbbing and the drive home makes it freak out and stiffen.
Can't wait until next week. Same time, same place. :)
Dear Baby
Your brother refers to you as a she, initially said you'd be a baby brother, but now says there's two babies...one boy, one girl. I for one am hoping he is wrong about there being two. One will be just fine, thank you.
You make me incredibly nauseous when I smell meat cooking. I've found a loop hole so I can get protein other than from nuts and beans. I make casserole type dishes, so noodles, broccoli, chicken, with Alfredo all in one with a lid on the pan so I don't have to smell it. Tonight we had sweet n sour chicken...it was amazing. It's incredible how heightened my sense of smell and taste are now that I'm carrying you. You sure do inspire me to eat weird things. Sweet n sour chicken followed by Hershey pie then French onion dip with ruffles chips.
Since I already know how this all goes, I'm even more impatient. With your brother I was fine with waiting for him to make his debut, he brought out the patience in me. You, however, have created a very impatient mama. I've got to work twice as hard to keep myself in check. I know I need to slow down, take it down a notch, and I'm going to work on that.
I can't wait to see you on the ultrasound next week. Nervous, but excited.
I love you so much already.
Hard
It is so incredibly hard to keep this secret to myself. I am 8 weeks pregnant, after wanting another child for the last two years, I am finally pregnant. Those who know me, know how terrible I am at keeping my own secrets. This is a huge challenge for me. There are people that know already of course, Colbert was so excited and told his world, however it isn't something that I can speak freely about yet. There's still some people that I haven't told, quite a few. Plus there's always that risk during the first trimester of miscarriage, I don't want to jump the gun so to speak. Trying to keep my finger off that trigger like I had mentioned in Until...which if you didn't realize was meant to be taken metaphorically.

