Wow, so it really has been a while. I ought to do a better job at maintaining my spot here, but the truth is, I don't really feel like the day-to-day happenings in our little lives are all that noteworthy. But I suppose you're all due an update. So here'goes...
This is my first post from our new spot in sunny California. We've been here about a week and a half, and so far things are going...okay? We've unpacked everything in our new home and are excited to be settling into this new community and exploring our neighborhood. It's a crazy place, at any time you may see either turkeys or Peacocks (and Peahens). They wander freely, chillin' in driveways and front yards, calling out to each other incessantly throughout the neighborhood. The first few evenings here, I wondered to myself why those kids' parents let them stay in the park so late, and why they were making such ridiculous and repetitive noises. TURNS OUT those weren't kids at all. It's crazy!
I've been job hunting pretty aggressively since the end of March with exactly zero luck, and it's starting to get a bit discouraging. I suppose I can't say zero luck. I did secure an interview in Oakland with a nice-sounding company for a job that would have been very stressful and didn't pay very well. I declined on that one. And my email inbox fills up daily with messages assuring me that insurance sales is the career I am destined for. I'm not sure how true that is, and I'm starting to get a sneaking suspicion that they send these emails to everyone. With no other options, I'm beginning to consider it...
Peanut is growing far too quickly for her own good, and given her ability to pull herself up onto anything semi-stable (coupled with a complete lack of balance), her beautiful little face is now marked up more often than not. She sleeps less during the day, but I'm still getting two naps and 12 hours at night out of her, which is nice for mommy's sanity (and job search). She says all sorts of little words (ga, ma, da, ba) and sometimes combines these into bigger words, but still does not comprehend any meaning behind the words, near as I can tell. She just as readily says "ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma" when looking at Jeff as she does at me.
I've been researching things for us to do with her here, since she's so eager to climb things these days. So far no luck, although I did hear today about a local water park that has an area especially for babies. I'm excited to check that out. I've also heard a bit about gymnastics facilities that offer open time for smaller kiddos.
I suppose that's really all the updating I can do right now. There's more to tell, but I'm sure it would just bore most of you anyway. I'll really try to be better about updating, especially since I'm farther from family than I was before.
Cheerio!
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Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Joy To the Fishies In the Deep Blue Sea
Admit it: you've been eagerly awaiting today's post because you're curious about what kind of SPECIAL ADVENTURE Peanut and I went on today. Amiright? Well let's not keep you waiting any longer!
Today was Miss Caleigh Marie's first SWIM LESSON!!!!! Although at this point, the term "lesson" is pretty much a misnomer, since she's not learning much of anything except that the world contains very large bathtubs into which she is occasionally placed by her mother. She's one of four littles in the "Parent and Tot" session, and by far the quietest. This could have something to do with the fact that she's not yet technically learned to speak and mostly just grunts and squeals. She's also the smallest, as the other three children are of walking and talking age. She did great though! She served as a model for the teacher to demonstrate how to hold kiddos in the water, and happily splashed around and reached for a small pink ball she was offered. There are eight lessons total in this session, so we'll go twice a week for the month of February.
I'm already looking forward to Thursday's "lesson," mostly just to have the opportunity to get her back in the water again. It's quite the workout to get myself AND a non-walking, non-sitting baby dressed for swimming, and then re-dressed in our clothes afterwards. I walked out of the gym today exhausted more from the swimming adventure than from my workout beforehand. Times like these, another set of hands would come in great. I find myself needing to use the bathroom, but with nothing to do with the baby, I end up holding it for so long I forget I even have to go. Something tells me this is a trait you develop in motherhood; forcing your urges to the back of your mind in order to focus on your kids.
The other nice thing about having a tot in swimming lessons: the exhaustion for baby. Peanut fell asleep in the car on the way home and slept for another hour and half after we got home, and then took another long nap in the afternoon. I expect her to sleep well tonight too. Not because she physically worked much, but it was, I imagine, quite stimulating and interesting for her.
I suppose that's about all I have for today. Given my sabbatical, I'm going to try and update more frequently, although I'm not sure how often there'll be news to report. It's up to the baby, I guess, to provide good blog material.
Until next time my friends!!
P.S. Since I was a first-time mom at our very first lesson (and alone) I didn't take any pictures today. So instead, I leave you with these generic photos of babies swimming, so you can maybe imagine what Peanut looked like today. If I get a chance (and a spare brain cell) I'll try and remember to take pictures on Thursday. =)
Today was Miss Caleigh Marie's first SWIM LESSON!!!!! Although at this point, the term "lesson" is pretty much a misnomer, since she's not learning much of anything except that the world contains very large bathtubs into which she is occasionally placed by her mother. She's one of four littles in the "Parent and Tot" session, and by far the quietest. This could have something to do with the fact that she's not yet technically learned to speak and mostly just grunts and squeals. She's also the smallest, as the other three children are of walking and talking age. She did great though! She served as a model for the teacher to demonstrate how to hold kiddos in the water, and happily splashed around and reached for a small pink ball she was offered. There are eight lessons total in this session, so we'll go twice a week for the month of February.
I'm already looking forward to Thursday's "lesson," mostly just to have the opportunity to get her back in the water again. It's quite the workout to get myself AND a non-walking, non-sitting baby dressed for swimming, and then re-dressed in our clothes afterwards. I walked out of the gym today exhausted more from the swimming adventure than from my workout beforehand. Times like these, another set of hands would come in great. I find myself needing to use the bathroom, but with nothing to do with the baby, I end up holding it for so long I forget I even have to go. Something tells me this is a trait you develop in motherhood; forcing your urges to the back of your mind in order to focus on your kids.
The other nice thing about having a tot in swimming lessons: the exhaustion for baby. Peanut fell asleep in the car on the way home and slept for another hour and half after we got home, and then took another long nap in the afternoon. I expect her to sleep well tonight too. Not because she physically worked much, but it was, I imagine, quite stimulating and interesting for her.
I suppose that's about all I have for today. Given my sabbatical, I'm going to try and update more frequently, although I'm not sure how often there'll be news to report. It's up to the baby, I guess, to provide good blog material.
Until next time my friends!!
P.S. Since I was a first-time mom at our very first lesson (and alone) I didn't take any pictures today. So instead, I leave you with these generic photos of babies swimming, so you can maybe imagine what Peanut looked like today. If I get a chance (and a spare brain cell) I'll try and remember to take pictures on Thursday. =)
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
2 Months: Stats, Shots & Smiles
This past Sunday, our little nugget officially reached the two-month mark of her short little life. My, how time flies. Jeff and I grow more smitten with her every single day, as she reaches new milestones and grows more and more into the person she will become.
We visited with our amazing pediatrician on Monday, and she assured me, again, that Caleigh is absolutely perfect. (DUH!) Here are her updated stats:
In comparison, here's where she was at her very first appointment, four days old:
Talk about growth!!! This kid has gotten huge!! I can't get over the improvement in her weight. I remember vividly, the second or third night we were home, I called the nurse line convinced Caleigh wasn't getting anything to eat and was starving to death. I bawled in Jeff's arms because I felt like a terrible mother, not being able to feed my baby. What a difference two months makes! This kid clearly isn't starving, and it's showing in her round little body and chubby face. She's developed those adorable little baby rolls in her arms and legs, and has acquired an additional chin.
Monday's visit wasn't just to check on Caleigh's growth stats, it was also an opportunity for immunizations. She received one at the hospital before we were released, but the nurse had taken her out of the room and brought her back sleeping, so I have no idea how much she freaked out then. This time was a totally different story. I had the "pleasure" of holding my tiny girl while she got stuck with big needles THREE TIMES. I'd been able to get her to sleep while we were waiting for the nurse to return with the shots, so she didn't react too bad to the first one. She noticed it, but with her paci securely in her mouth, she handled it pretty well.
I wish I could say the same for the next two, wowzer.
The second one saw the paci come flying out of her mouth and my daughter wailing like I had never seen before. Full-on mouth wide open, eyes scrunched tight, in the most pain she has ever experienced in her little life. My heart broke in two. And then she got stuck again, and I think that one hurt a little more, because she looked at me, tortured, and wailed and wailed and wailed. My poor little baby girl. My heart broke some more. I was crushed. I am already dreading having to take her back again and again and again, and especially when the time comes that she'll know what is about to happen and can tell me how much it hurts. My heart will break some more I think.
So after the shots, I managed to get her clothes back on, calmed down and back in her car seat. She fell asleep in the car on the way home, but I gave her some infant Tylenol when we got home just in case. She napped in the afternoon and seemed fine the rest of the night, so I'm thankful for no adverse side effects. Minus my still-broken heart, of course. Maybe next time Daddy will have to take her.
We also received a referral for a local eye doctor because our pediatrician (at my inquiry) suspects Caleigh might have one or both crossed eyes. We haven't made the follow-up appointment for that yet, so I'm not sure if she actually has crossed eyes or not. We'll find out more in the next few weeks.
Finally, the two-month mark has brought us something super exciting: SMILES!! Jeff and I are definitely learning what things we can do to help bring on smiles (tummy tickles, excited faces) and do them as much as we can. It is another level of parenting when your child smiles at you. Didn't think I could love her little face any more, and then she SMILES at me and it's like
She's too much cute for one baby. We're looking forward to continuing to watch her grow and change. It seems like every day she learns something new, or shows us some more of her sweet personality.
That's probably about all for my update, so here's some more recent pictures of our angel:
We visited with our amazing pediatrician on Monday, and she assured me, again, that Caleigh is absolutely perfect. (DUH!) Here are her updated stats:
Length: 23 inches (73rd percentile)
Weight: 12 lbs, 5 oz (73rd percentile)
Head: 15.7 inches (92nd percentile)
Length:19.25 inches (34th percentile)
Weight: 5 lbs, 15.5 oz (8th percentile)
Head: 13.8 inches (75th percentile)
Talk about growth!!! This kid has gotten huge!! I can't get over the improvement in her weight. I remember vividly, the second or third night we were home, I called the nurse line convinced Caleigh wasn't getting anything to eat and was starving to death. I bawled in Jeff's arms because I felt like a terrible mother, not being able to feed my baby. What a difference two months makes! This kid clearly isn't starving, and it's showing in her round little body and chubby face. She's developed those adorable little baby rolls in her arms and legs, and has acquired an additional chin.
Monday's visit wasn't just to check on Caleigh's growth stats, it was also an opportunity for immunizations. She received one at the hospital before we were released, but the nurse had taken her out of the room and brought her back sleeping, so I have no idea how much she freaked out then. This time was a totally different story. I had the "pleasure" of holding my tiny girl while she got stuck with big needles THREE TIMES. I'd been able to get her to sleep while we were waiting for the nurse to return with the shots, so she didn't react too bad to the first one. She noticed it, but with her paci securely in her mouth, she handled it pretty well.
I wish I could say the same for the next two, wowzer.
The second one saw the paci come flying out of her mouth and my daughter wailing like I had never seen before. Full-on mouth wide open, eyes scrunched tight, in the most pain she has ever experienced in her little life. My heart broke in two. And then she got stuck again, and I think that one hurt a little more, because she looked at me, tortured, and wailed and wailed and wailed. My poor little baby girl. My heart broke some more. I was crushed. I am already dreading having to take her back again and again and again, and especially when the time comes that she'll know what is about to happen and can tell me how much it hurts. My heart will break some more I think.
So after the shots, I managed to get her clothes back on, calmed down and back in her car seat. She fell asleep in the car on the way home, but I gave her some infant Tylenol when we got home just in case. She napped in the afternoon and seemed fine the rest of the night, so I'm thankful for no adverse side effects. Minus my still-broken heart, of course. Maybe next time Daddy will have to take her.
We also received a referral for a local eye doctor because our pediatrician (at my inquiry) suspects Caleigh might have one or both crossed eyes. We haven't made the follow-up appointment for that yet, so I'm not sure if she actually has crossed eyes or not. We'll find out more in the next few weeks.
Finally, the two-month mark has brought us something super exciting: SMILES!! Jeff and I are definitely learning what things we can do to help bring on smiles (tummy tickles, excited faces) and do them as much as we can. It is another level of parenting when your child smiles at you. Didn't think I could love her little face any more, and then she SMILES at me and it's like
OH. MY. GOODNESS.
She's too much cute for one baby. We're looking forward to continuing to watch her grow and change. It seems like every day she learns something new, or shows us some more of her sweet personality.
That's probably about all for my update, so here's some more recent pictures of our angel:
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| Napping with daddy. My loves. <3 |
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| Smile! |
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| So much change in just 31 days! |
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| Outtake from our 2-month photo shoot. |
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| Outtake from our 2-month photo shoot. |
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| Outtake from our 2-month photo shoot. |
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| Beaver believer!! |
Friday, July 18, 2014
37 Weeks: Swollen Hands, Swollen Feet
Alright, I have to warn you. I don't have a 37-week bump pic ready yet. So if that's all you came for, you might as well leave now. I'm working on my chalkboard today and hope to take my pic tonight, but I still have no idea when I'll get around to posting it. Pregnancy has made me pretty lazy these days. I did manage to vacuum today though, which I'll consider an accomplishment. =)
But I do have other updates!
At 37 weeks, we should be about three weeks away from meeting our Peanut. But we're not. We're actually quite a bit closer. I had another visit with the doctor this week, and she'd like to go ahead with the plan to induce labor on Monday, July 28th. So sometime in the next ten or eleven days, Jeff and I will be proud parents to a sweet baby girl.
I have to admit, I've warmed up a bit to the idea of the induction, but that could be because I know I really don't have a choice. The doc believes that this is what's best, so I'm trying to be as on-board as I can. I'm a little worried, because at this point my body is showing zero signs of being ready to let this baby go, and I think we could be in for a challenge getting it to give Peanut up. Not that I blame it, she's sweet and adorable, who would want to let her go?
If nothing should change in the next week or so, by my next appointment, I'll likely be admitted Sunday evening, the 27th and given chemicals to start to prepare my body for an induction. Sometimes labor is induced even though the body has already started the process on its own, and sometimes you have to start completely from scratch, so to speak. I'll try to save you the gritty details and keep this as G-rated as possible.
They'll need to get my body started Sunday night so it's at least a little bit ready when labor is actually, technically induced sometime on Monday. From there, it's just a matter of how quickly my body responds to the drugs, and how agreeable Peanut is to arriving a little early. I'm (obviously) hoping for a smooth labor with minimal complications. The book is very clear that labor inductions have a higher chance than natural labor for any type of assisted delivery, including use of forceps or a vacuum, and cesarean section. I'm hoping Peanut isn't quite as stubborn as her mom and just goes along with what's happening, but you never know for sure. So I'm hoping and praying for the best.
This has been a particularly rough week for me, and although I don't feel comfortable elaborating more here, I'm happy to discuss privately what's been happening, should your curiosity get the best of you. Don't worry - Peanut and I are fine - we're just feeling strongly for people we love that have faced very challenging days this past week. You know who you are, and you know that we love you very much.
So as the reality sets in that we're just over a week away from meeting our little one, I've been trying to line up the last few details of our lives so that we're ready for Peanut's arrival. After a couple hefty Amazon and Target orders, and with the exception of one last package arriving on Monday, I think we've got everything we need to care for our baby. Now we just need the baby herself. It's surreal to think "at this time in two weeks, we'll have our baby" or "next time we do this it will be with a baby." Even after almost ten months of carrying our Peanut girl, knowing about her, and dreaming about her, it still seems surreal that she'll be an actual baby girl, laying in our arms in just over a week. I think Jeff and I both have done a good job of side-stepping the panic and anxiety that first-time parents sometimes face (as much as we can), and are focusing on our excitement to meet our daughter.
My plan right now is to do another post with my week 37 pic tomorrow or Sunday, and then update again after my doctor's appointment next week, along with my 38-week bump pic. After that, you may not hear from me again for a bit, as we head to the hospital and then bring home the Peanut girl. I know you're all dying to hear what we've decided to name her, and you've only got another few days to wait, so hang in there! Just don't expect me to stop calling her Peanut, I think we've stuck her with a lifelong nickname there.
That's about it for today, I'll try and post the week 37 picture as soon as I can! Happy Friday everyone!
But I do have other updates!
At 37 weeks, we should be about three weeks away from meeting our Peanut. But we're not. We're actually quite a bit closer. I had another visit with the doctor this week, and she'd like to go ahead with the plan to induce labor on Monday, July 28th. So sometime in the next ten or eleven days, Jeff and I will be proud parents to a sweet baby girl.
I have to admit, I've warmed up a bit to the idea of the induction, but that could be because I know I really don't have a choice. The doc believes that this is what's best, so I'm trying to be as on-board as I can. I'm a little worried, because at this point my body is showing zero signs of being ready to let this baby go, and I think we could be in for a challenge getting it to give Peanut up. Not that I blame it, she's sweet and adorable, who would want to let her go?
If nothing should change in the next week or so, by my next appointment, I'll likely be admitted Sunday evening, the 27th and given chemicals to start to prepare my body for an induction. Sometimes labor is induced even though the body has already started the process on its own, and sometimes you have to start completely from scratch, so to speak. I'll try to save you the gritty details and keep this as G-rated as possible.
They'll need to get my body started Sunday night so it's at least a little bit ready when labor is actually, technically induced sometime on Monday. From there, it's just a matter of how quickly my body responds to the drugs, and how agreeable Peanut is to arriving a little early. I'm (obviously) hoping for a smooth labor with minimal complications. The book is very clear that labor inductions have a higher chance than natural labor for any type of assisted delivery, including use of forceps or a vacuum, and cesarean section. I'm hoping Peanut isn't quite as stubborn as her mom and just goes along with what's happening, but you never know for sure. So I'm hoping and praying for the best.
This has been a particularly rough week for me, and although I don't feel comfortable elaborating more here, I'm happy to discuss privately what's been happening, should your curiosity get the best of you. Don't worry - Peanut and I are fine - we're just feeling strongly for people we love that have faced very challenging days this past week. You know who you are, and you know that we love you very much.
So as the reality sets in that we're just over a week away from meeting our little one, I've been trying to line up the last few details of our lives so that we're ready for Peanut's arrival. After a couple hefty Amazon and Target orders, and with the exception of one last package arriving on Monday, I think we've got everything we need to care for our baby. Now we just need the baby herself. It's surreal to think "at this time in two weeks, we'll have our baby" or "next time we do this it will be with a baby." Even after almost ten months of carrying our Peanut girl, knowing about her, and dreaming about her, it still seems surreal that she'll be an actual baby girl, laying in our arms in just over a week. I think Jeff and I both have done a good job of side-stepping the panic and anxiety that first-time parents sometimes face (as much as we can), and are focusing on our excitement to meet our daughter.
My plan right now is to do another post with my week 37 pic tomorrow or Sunday, and then update again after my doctor's appointment next week, along with my 38-week bump pic. After that, you may not hear from me again for a bit, as we head to the hospital and then bring home the Peanut girl. I know you're all dying to hear what we've decided to name her, and you've only got another few days to wait, so hang in there! Just don't expect me to stop calling her Peanut, I think we've stuck her with a lifelong nickname there.
That's about it for today, I'll try and post the week 37 picture as soon as I can! Happy Friday everyone!
Monday, June 2, 2014
What A Difference 20 Weeks Makes...
Check it out! Here's a side-by-side view of my 10-week and 30-week bump photos. What a difference 20 weeks makes, huh? Little girl sure has grown big!
Should be able to post our 31-week photo later this week also!
After a great long weekend at home in Corvallis, we're back in Klamath Falls and ready for our "30 week" check up with our new doctor tomorrow. I'm interested to see what she has to say, and if her thoughts on my health and Peanut's arrival have changed any.
This is just a quick check-in post, but I must congratulate my friend Jill on the birth of her baby boy this morning. I am absolutely over the moon for her, and if anyone was ever put on this earth to be a mother, it's Jill. I can't wait to meet the little guy and hope he and Peanut can be great friends one day.
Or at least those awkward friends where your parents kind of force you into it because THEY are great friends and you only see that person like three times your whole life but your parents still think it's just swell without realizing you don't quite get on with this perfect stranger like they do with his/her parents.
I hope they can at least be those friends.
Time to watch the Beavs beat UC Irvine to win their Regional and advance to Supers!!
Nighty night!
Should be able to post our 31-week photo later this week also!
After a great long weekend at home in Corvallis, we're back in Klamath Falls and ready for our "30 week" check up with our new doctor tomorrow. I'm interested to see what she has to say, and if her thoughts on my health and Peanut's arrival have changed any.
This is just a quick check-in post, but I must congratulate my friend Jill on the birth of her baby boy this morning. I am absolutely over the moon for her, and if anyone was ever put on this earth to be a mother, it's Jill. I can't wait to meet the little guy and hope he and Peanut can be great friends one day.
Or at least those awkward friends where your parents kind of force you into it because THEY are great friends and you only see that person like three times your whole life but your parents still think it's just swell without realizing you don't quite get on with this perfect stranger like they do with his/her parents.
I hope they can at least be those friends.
Time to watch the Beavs beat UC Irvine to win their Regional and advance to Supers!!
Nighty night!
Saturday, May 24, 2014
29 Weeks
Since it's only been a couple days since I last updated, I don't have much new info, but I did get around to finally taking a week 29 pic.
Here's what 29 weeks (and a few days) pregnant looks like:
I'm clearly a bit out of chalkboard practice, this week's is basically hideous, haha. Oh well. I'll be glad next week when I can stop writing a 2 every week! Next week is another milestone: 3/4 of the way there!!! Only (about) ten more chalkboards left!! That just seems crazy. In a little over two months we get to meet our little Peanut girl. Unbelievable.
No real updates this post, but I'll try and update again soon!!
Toddles!!!
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Halfway There!
Yesterday marked the end of our 20th week of pregnancy, roughly the halfway point. It feels like its drug on and flown by at the same time. Part of me can't imagine that in about 4 1/2 months, we'll get to hold our little Peanut. Another part of me, though, knows how much will happen between now and then, and that makes me a little anxious. I don't think anyone ever feels completely ready, but we're a long way from even being close to ready. It's mostly a conscious decision not to collect a bunch of stuff we're just going to have to move with us in a little over a month, and I think we're also waiting until we know Peanut is a he or a she to move forward with purchasing a lot of stuff. So it's been minimal nesting for me, so far. I'm sure next week I'll go buy a few little things for Peanut. He/she doesn't have much right now, and I feel kind of bad, haha.
Anyway, here's the 20-week pic. I really should try to start taking these earlier in the day when I don't look so darn worn out, but it's tricky when Jeff leaves the house at 5:00 am. So just don't judge my laziness, at least I put real clothes on, haha.
Also probably never wearing that shirt again...haha.
Not much else is new, we're just anxiously awaiting our gender sonogram on Monday. Our plan is not to find out at the actual appointment, but rather wait until later in the day when Jeff and I's reactions can be captured on video. I feel like there's something anti-climactic about sitting in the dark in the ultrasound room and having the tech just tell you what your baby is. So I've put my bestie Maggie Mae in charge of delivering the good news.
I'll inflate two black balloons, one filled with pink confetti, and one filled with blue confetti. Both will be labeled and delivered to Maggie with a note from the doctor about Peanut's gender. She'll return later to our house with the correct balloon, and will record Jeff and I's reaction as the balloon is popped. I'm sure I'll be anxious all day, especially knowing that Maggie knows and I don't. It'll be fun to see our reactions live though, for the first time, and to be able to share that with our friends will be so fun too.
So unfortunately, you probably won't hear anything from me here until Tuesday. You can wait another day, I promise. If I have a chance I'll put something on Facebook Monday night, but I've yet to come up with a clever way to announce it.
"IT'S A ______!"
just doesn't seem to do it justice. We'll see if my creative brain can come up with something between now and then.
Also in the meantime: spending today and tomorrow preparing for Tiffany's baby shower, staying up way too late on Friday night to go see DIVERGENT (I'm seriously so stoked about this) and then co-hosting Tiff's shower on Saturday. I suppose I'll need to spend Sunday resting and recuperating from such a busy few days, and then bright and early Monday morning we head out to see the doctor!
Eeeeeeee I can't wait!!
COUNTDOWN TO THE GENDER SONO: 3 days, 23 hours, 37 minutes...
Anyway, here's the 20-week pic. I really should try to start taking these earlier in the day when I don't look so darn worn out, but it's tricky when Jeff leaves the house at 5:00 am. So just don't judge my laziness, at least I put real clothes on, haha.
Also probably never wearing that shirt again...haha.
Not much else is new, we're just anxiously awaiting our gender sonogram on Monday. Our plan is not to find out at the actual appointment, but rather wait until later in the day when Jeff and I's reactions can be captured on video. I feel like there's something anti-climactic about sitting in the dark in the ultrasound room and having the tech just tell you what your baby is. So I've put my bestie Maggie Mae in charge of delivering the good news.
I'll inflate two black balloons, one filled with pink confetti, and one filled with blue confetti. Both will be labeled and delivered to Maggie with a note from the doctor about Peanut's gender. She'll return later to our house with the correct balloon, and will record Jeff and I's reaction as the balloon is popped. I'm sure I'll be anxious all day, especially knowing that Maggie knows and I don't. It'll be fun to see our reactions live though, for the first time, and to be able to share that with our friends will be so fun too.
So unfortunately, you probably won't hear anything from me here until Tuesday. You can wait another day, I promise. If I have a chance I'll put something on Facebook Monday night, but I've yet to come up with a clever way to announce it.
"IT'S A ______!"
just doesn't seem to do it justice. We'll see if my creative brain can come up with something between now and then.
Also in the meantime: spending today and tomorrow preparing for Tiffany's baby shower, staying up way too late on Friday night to go see DIVERGENT (I'm seriously so stoked about this) and then co-hosting Tiff's shower on Saturday. I suppose I'll need to spend Sunday resting and recuperating from such a busy few days, and then bright and early Monday morning we head out to see the doctor!
Eeeeeeee I can't wait!!
COUNTDOWN TO THE GENDER SONO: 3 days, 23 hours, 37 minutes...
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
15 Weeks!
Technically this post comes a day before our 16 week mark, but you'd be surprised how hard it is to take the same photo on the same day each week. If I'm being honest, the self-imposed pressure to update the chalkboard with something new and creative is usually the real reason behind my procrastination. I'm just not that creative with chalk!
Anyway, here's the 15 week pic:
Seemingly out of nowhere, this little bump has appeared on my belly that won't go away, even if I'm sucking in with all my might. It's crazy to see how much and how fast your body changes. This little bump showed up really in a matter of days, and caught me a little by surprise. Not that I'm complaining, I was really feeling the awkward mid-point of "too big to be normal" and "too small to be pregnant."
Although now that its out there, I'm convinced everyone is staring at me when I'm in public somewhere. Its strange to feel like people can tell something personal about you just by looking at you - but they can! The good news is, I've got roughly six more months to get comfortable with this.
We also had our 16-week check up with our doctor yesterday, and she says everything is normal. She had a much easier time finding Peanut's heartbeat this time around, which means he/she is growing and getting bigger! Since our next appointment (we go roughly every four weeks) is right around the 20-week mark, we're planning to do our "anatomy" ultrasound along with the appointment. They say its so they can count fingers and toes, etc, but we all know what anatomy they're REALLY looking for, tee hee!
Technically it's a five-week wait since our doctor will be out of town for spring break, and the wait just might kill me. I'm trying to remind myself that four months have already gone by, and I'll miss all of this when it's over, but its hard to imagine a little person growing in there without knowing if it's a he or a she. We have no choice but to wait, though!
The other development I'm anxiously awaiting is feeling Peanut move around for the first time. They can it can happen anytime between 16 and 22 weeks (although realistically first-time moms usually don't feel it - or can't distinguish it - early on).
Hopefully I'll be able to write about something new and exciting soon, though! Technically I should post our week 16 pic tomorrow or Thursday, but we'll see if I actually get around to taking it.
More soon!
Anyway, here's the 15 week pic:
Although now that its out there, I'm convinced everyone is staring at me when I'm in public somewhere. Its strange to feel like people can tell something personal about you just by looking at you - but they can! The good news is, I've got roughly six more months to get comfortable with this.
We also had our 16-week check up with our doctor yesterday, and she says everything is normal. She had a much easier time finding Peanut's heartbeat this time around, which means he/she is growing and getting bigger! Since our next appointment (we go roughly every four weeks) is right around the 20-week mark, we're planning to do our "anatomy" ultrasound along with the appointment. They say its so they can count fingers and toes, etc, but we all know what anatomy they're REALLY looking for, tee hee!
Technically it's a five-week wait since our doctor will be out of town for spring break, and the wait just might kill me. I'm trying to remind myself that four months have already gone by, and I'll miss all of this when it's over, but its hard to imagine a little person growing in there without knowing if it's a he or a she. We have no choice but to wait, though!
The other development I'm anxiously awaiting is feeling Peanut move around for the first time. They can it can happen anytime between 16 and 22 weeks (although realistically first-time moms usually don't feel it - or can't distinguish it - early on).
Hopefully I'll be able to write about something new and exciting soon, though! Technically I should post our week 16 pic tomorrow or Thursday, but we'll see if I actually get around to taking it.
More soon!
Thursday, December 26, 2013
8 Weeks!!!
Surprise! We're expecting!! (A baby, we hope, but you really never know...)
At this very early point in our pregnancy, we've only shared our news with family (although not for lack of wanting to shout it from the rooftop). We're hoping to keep things under wraps until 12/13 weeks, when we're fully out of the first trimester. So for now, it's still a very big secret.
Speaking of secrets, one like this is HARD to keep!! Jeff and I keep talking each other out of telling people, especially our closest friends (and we've known since THANKSGIVING!!). Lucky for us, we've just got a little bit longer. It certainly doesn't hurt that everyone is out of town for exodus, either.
So here we are at the very beginning of Week 9. Baby Van Orsow is about the size of a southern pecan, and measures about 0.63" crown-to-rump (s/he is too curled up to measure accurate height, so crown-to-rump is what they measure until his/her legs stretch out a little more). Baby's heart beats approximately 160 beats per minute and apparently wiggles around quite a bit, although I still can't feel a thing (except nausea...lots of nausea).
We're scheduled for our first ultrasound during Week 10 on January 2nd, but won't meet with the Dr. for our true confirmation appointment until January 6th. Sometimes I wonder if there's actually a baby growing in there, and then I remember the myriad of symptoms I'm experiencing and know better.
I suppose, for now, that's all I really need to share. We did take our first "baby bump" (or lack thereof) photo last night. Hoping to make these a weekly occurrence, here's Week 8:
More updates soon!!!
At this very early point in our pregnancy, we've only shared our news with family (although not for lack of wanting to shout it from the rooftop). We're hoping to keep things under wraps until 12/13 weeks, when we're fully out of the first trimester. So for now, it's still a very big secret.
Speaking of secrets, one like this is HARD to keep!! Jeff and I keep talking each other out of telling people, especially our closest friends (and we've known since THANKSGIVING!!). Lucky for us, we've just got a little bit longer. It certainly doesn't hurt that everyone is out of town for exodus, either.
So here we are at the very beginning of Week 9. Baby Van Orsow is about the size of a southern pecan, and measures about 0.63" crown-to-rump (s/he is too curled up to measure accurate height, so crown-to-rump is what they measure until his/her legs stretch out a little more). Baby's heart beats approximately 160 beats per minute and apparently wiggles around quite a bit, although I still can't feel a thing (except nausea...lots of nausea).
We're scheduled for our first ultrasound during Week 10 on January 2nd, but won't meet with the Dr. for our true confirmation appointment until January 6th. Sometimes I wonder if there's actually a baby growing in there, and then I remember the myriad of symptoms I'm experiencing and know better.
I suppose, for now, that's all I really need to share. We did take our first "baby bump" (or lack thereof) photo last night. Hoping to make these a weekly occurrence, here's Week 8:
More updates soon!!!
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