My belly button aches. A lot.
I'm also feeling the tiredness with this little guy that I don't remember feeling with Reece. It seems that I only have a certain amount of energy every day and once it's gone, it's gone....it doesn't matter what time it is.
Mom got me a sleep shirt I'm wearing every night these days. It reads, "Mommy needs sleep." It's a good reminder to all of us. ; )
Aches, tiredness, and all, I know I am so fortunate.
I want this little guy to stay in here as long as he can to grow, grow, grow. Check with me in a couple more weeks on that one. ; )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
like candy
33 weeks...and it really feels like it's getting close now.
This week your baby weighs a little over 4 pounds (heft a pineapple) and has passed the 17-inch mark. He's rapidly losing that wrinkled, alien look and his skeleton is hardening. The bones in his skull aren't fused together, which allows them to move and slightly overlap, thus making it easier for him to fit through the birth canal. (The pressure on the head during birth is so intense that many babies are born with a conehead-like appearance.) These bones don't entirely fuse until early adulthood, so they can grow as his brain and other tissue expands during infancy and childhood.
We've been eating a lot of pineapple lately; it's in season and sooo delicious. When Daddy eats it he always exclaims, "it's like candy!". That's what you are to us baby boy, sooo unexpected, sweet, and wonderful that you're 'like candy'.
Speaking of candy, we already have a Reece, and love him to pieces. This week, I'll call you Heath. I've always liked that name. : )
Thank you, Lord, for 33 weeks and another day.
This week your baby weighs a little over 4 pounds (heft a pineapple) and has passed the 17-inch mark. He's rapidly losing that wrinkled, alien look and his skeleton is hardening. The bones in his skull aren't fused together, which allows them to move and slightly overlap, thus making it easier for him to fit through the birth canal. (The pressure on the head during birth is so intense that many babies are born with a conehead-like appearance.) These bones don't entirely fuse until early adulthood, so they can grow as his brain and other tissue expands during infancy and childhood.
We've been eating a lot of pineapple lately; it's in season and sooo delicious. When Daddy eats it he always exclaims, "it's like candy!". That's what you are to us baby boy, sooo unexpected, sweet, and wonderful that you're 'like candy'.
Speaking of candy, we already have a Reece, and love him to pieces. This week, I'll call you Heath. I've always liked that name. : )
Thank you, Lord, for 33 weeks and another day.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Wonderfully made
Every once in a while I'm not sure which place to post.
Today, I think it applies so well to both.
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Today, I think it applies so well to both.
Click here to read it.
Twins?
The guy at the donut shop today was pretty friendly. Friendly, that is, to my mother, whose birthday it is. "So you're about 50?", he asked. She loved it.
Then, he looks at me and asks when I'm due. I told him and he responded..."Wow, you're big. Are you having twins?"
It still makes me laugh. I just said, "thank you, no, and you're the first person to ask me that." I guess I didn't need that donut after all. ; )
The donut shop was a stop I promised Reece on the way to my pregnancy photoshoot this morning. It's odd to be the one on the other side of the camera. But, we had fun and I think they really got some great ones. I sooo enjoyed the time with Ang and Tracy, and hope they got some for their portfolio as well.
Of course I'll be posting some here, once they are ready.
It such a special, fun morning and one I won't forget. I'm so thankful we did it today while mom was here. And so thankful we have pictures of this belly and this precious baby boy I never expected to have.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Then, he looks at me and asks when I'm due. I told him and he responded..."Wow, you're big. Are you having twins?"
It still makes me laugh. I just said, "thank you, no, and you're the first person to ask me that." I guess I didn't need that donut after all. ; )
The donut shop was a stop I promised Reece on the way to my pregnancy photoshoot this morning. It's odd to be the one on the other side of the camera. But, we had fun and I think they really got some great ones. I sooo enjoyed the time with Ang and Tracy, and hope they got some for their portfolio as well.
Of course I'll be posting some here, once they are ready.
It such a special, fun morning and one I won't forget. I'm so thankful we did it today while mom was here. And so thankful we have pictures of this belly and this precious baby boy I never expected to have.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Spa-aaaahhhhhh
Thanks to the generosity of Andrew, Becki, and Amanda, I was truly pampered today. Now Pampers I'm familiar with, but pampering, not so much. I could get used to it though!
Mom's birthday is tomorrow, so she joined me for my spa day and it was wonderful. We had some great mommy and me time, which is pretty precious these days and will even more so in the coming ones.
It was quite the royal treatment with mani, pedi, lunch, facial and massage. I loved it all, and don't think I've ever had a full day of pampering before. No wonder they call it the spa-aaaahhhhhh.
I so enjoyed our time together today.
Happy Birthday, Momma!
Mom's birthday is tomorrow, so she joined me for my spa day and it was wonderful. We had some great mommy and me time, which is pretty precious these days and will even more so in the coming ones.
It was quite the royal treatment with mani, pedi, lunch, facial and massage. I loved it all, and don't think I've ever had a full day of pampering before. No wonder they call it the spa-aaaahhhhhh.Happy Birthday, Momma!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Big baby
Today, Reece and I met Kirsten and Grayson at the pool.
My sweet doula friend said two things to me, I never thought I'd hear from her.
"You're HUGE", she said as I walked up in my bathing suit.
(I noticed earlier in the mirror how much bigger I looked. Must have had a growth spurt.)
Then, a few moments later, she said it was a "big baby". Now, I know she didn't mean that I will HAVE a big baby. She only meant that I'm growing b/c the baby is growing and he's getting bigger and bigger in there.
But, it made me laugh to hear that from a gal who gets so frustrated with doctors that use those same words. : )
Big, huge, little, or somewhere in between, thank you, Lord for this baby and for another day.
My sweet doula friend said two things to me, I never thought I'd hear from her.
"You're HUGE", she said as I walked up in my bathing suit.
(I noticed earlier in the mirror how much bigger I looked. Must have had a growth spurt.)
Then, a few moments later, she said it was a "big baby". Now, I know she didn't mean that I will HAVE a big baby. She only meant that I'm growing b/c the baby is growing and he's getting bigger and bigger in there.
But, it made me laugh to hear that from a gal who gets so frustrated with doctors that use those same words. : )
Big, huge, little, or somewhere in between, thank you, Lord for this baby and for another day.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Bible Bump
32 week appointment was today.
Got to see the other Dr H.
I found myself near giddy at the doctor's office today and for a few errands around town. D was off and since a routine appointment, he opted to stay home with Reece. Somehow it was meant to be that way today.
I reminisced about the other times I met the other Dr H. One was at Chrys' birth...such a special day and memory to be a part of.
(I realized last week that THE DAY I posted about that incredible birth IS THE VERY SAME DAY I am due.)
The first time I met the other Dr H. was one of the three IUIs to make this little bean sprout. I shared both meetings with the nurse, and then got to tell the rest of the story of my pregnancy. I love sharing this story of God's grace, His timing, His love, and His ability to conquer anything. We really connected and I could tell that she loved hearing the story. I love it when people listen and believe, instead of interrupting with a 'you just had to relax' kind of comment.
Ok, back to the appt...
I gained about 3 lbs since my last appointment. My goal (I should say hope, b/c I'm not really going to try hard at this) is to not go past 150, which would be right at or just under a 30 lb gain. I gained 27 with Reece. I'm saying this mostly for recording purposes, as I don't take this stuff very seriously.
I measured right on track, and his little heartbeat was clear and strong at 140 bpm. He didn't check and I forgot to ask if his head was down. I'm pretty sure it still is, and even if it isn't, it won't matter knowing it or not at this point. ; )
The one issue I brought up is that I have a little knot right next to my left ankle. It showed up Saturday afternoon randomly. I stood on my toes in the shower this morning, and heard my ankle pop, which made it a little tender.
It's a Ganglion cyst or also known as (and I prefer to call it) a bible bump. It's not a blood clot or vascular in any way, so basically it is harmless. We'll watch and see if it gets uncomfortable.
They call it a bible bump because when people got one (more commonly on wrists), they used a big book to pound it to make it burst. Not sure if it's a sign that I need to hit the Big Book a little harder or what. ; )
The other Dr H took me down to see Dr H., which is always a treat, to note its size and in case it gets larger or I call in about it. We laughed about needing a hammer to pound it down next time and again enjoyed some time together visiting and laughing. I reintroduced myself (for the 3rd time) to his adorable new nurse ("Nye-eee-la", and she asked my name again). I think we both officially have it down. Love her smile. Looking forward to seeing her again in 2 weeks.
I got the on call schedule for the week I'm due (Aug 10th - 16th).
My Dr H is on call every evening except Wed, when the other Dr. H is on call. Either way, I know God's got this, and am excited (and frightened!) about this birth that feels nearer and nearer every day.
Had more great smiles and conversations with the folks at Starbucks, Target, and Tom Thumb afterward and really enjoyed a little alone time this morning. I felt like my mind wasn't scattered in different directions...a nice change. It is also sweeter knowing I got to come home to both of my guys. : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Got to see the other Dr H.
I found myself near giddy at the doctor's office today and for a few errands around town. D was off and since a routine appointment, he opted to stay home with Reece. Somehow it was meant to be that way today.
I reminisced about the other times I met the other Dr H. One was at Chrys' birth...such a special day and memory to be a part of.
(I realized last week that THE DAY I posted about that incredible birth IS THE VERY SAME DAY I am due.)
The first time I met the other Dr H. was one of the three IUIs to make this little bean sprout. I shared both meetings with the nurse, and then got to tell the rest of the story of my pregnancy. I love sharing this story of God's grace, His timing, His love, and His ability to conquer anything. We really connected and I could tell that she loved hearing the story. I love it when people listen and believe, instead of interrupting with a 'you just had to relax' kind of comment.
Ok, back to the appt...
I gained about 3 lbs since my last appointment. My goal (I should say hope, b/c I'm not really going to try hard at this) is to not go past 150, which would be right at or just under a 30 lb gain. I gained 27 with Reece. I'm saying this mostly for recording purposes, as I don't take this stuff very seriously.
I measured right on track, and his little heartbeat was clear and strong at 140 bpm. He didn't check and I forgot to ask if his head was down. I'm pretty sure it still is, and even if it isn't, it won't matter knowing it or not at this point. ; )
The one issue I brought up is that I have a little knot right next to my left ankle. It showed up Saturday afternoon randomly. I stood on my toes in the shower this morning, and heard my ankle pop, which made it a little tender.
It's a Ganglion cyst or also known as (and I prefer to call it) a bible bump. It's not a blood clot or vascular in any way, so basically it is harmless. We'll watch and see if it gets uncomfortable.
They call it a bible bump because when people got one (more commonly on wrists), they used a big book to pound it to make it burst. Not sure if it's a sign that I need to hit the Big Book a little harder or what. ; )
The other Dr H took me down to see Dr H., which is always a treat, to note its size and in case it gets larger or I call in about it. We laughed about needing a hammer to pound it down next time and again enjoyed some time together visiting and laughing. I reintroduced myself (for the 3rd time) to his adorable new nurse ("Nye-eee-la", and she asked my name again). I think we both officially have it down. Love her smile. Looking forward to seeing her again in 2 weeks.
I got the on call schedule for the week I'm due (Aug 10th - 16th).
My Dr H is on call every evening except Wed, when the other Dr. H is on call. Either way, I know God's got this, and am excited (and frightened!) about this birth that feels nearer and nearer every day.
Had more great smiles and conversations with the folks at Starbucks, Target, and Tom Thumb afterward and really enjoyed a little alone time this morning. I felt like my mind wasn't scattered in different directions...a nice change. It is also sweeter knowing I got to come home to both of my guys. : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
8
8 weeks to go.
and 8 days a week, I luh-uh-uh-uh-ove you.
By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You're gaining about a pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, he'll gain a third to half of his birth weight during the next 7 weeks as he fattens up for survival outside the womb. He now has toenails, fingernails, and real hair (or at least respectable peach fuzz). His skin is becoming soft and smooth as he plumps up in preparation for birth.
I do like me some jicama and peach fuzz!
It's crazy the % weight gain you're doing in these last several weeks.
Oh, I'm feeling it. Not as much the heat as it is just plain uncomfortable. No pants except maybe seamless unattractive stretchy ones are comfortable. Bras, miserable. I know I didn't feel this way w/ Reece, but I'll be patient so you can grow, grow, grow, sweet boy.
Mornings are by far my best time of the day, which is quite funny b/c I'm not a morning person at all. But, I've got the most energy and capacity. This morning, my guys slept in and I got up before them around 7:15 or so. Read A Mother's Heart, made Darren coffee, and enjoyed a little quiet time before Reece came in. We grabbed breakfast bars and went on a nature walk, while D woke up slowly and watched a few fishing shows. I've enjoyed some special time with Reece this week. <3
Last night, D and I were watching the College World Series. The game was a little slow, you, on the other hand, were wild. I think you started your own wave. Darren was sitting across the room and could see your acrobatics.
Another notable from this week is that my eye sight got a little worse. I've had to hold papers out much farther than normal. I'm sure it is temporary, just a little funny actually.
8, can't ignore that's Aikman's number, so this week, I'll call you Troy.
I ain't got nothin' but love, babe, 8 days a week...for 8 more weeks.
After that, I'll have love 8 sideways. : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
and 8 days a week, I luh-uh-uh-uh-ove you.
By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You're gaining about a pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, he'll gain a third to half of his birth weight during the next 7 weeks as he fattens up for survival outside the womb. He now has toenails, fingernails, and real hair (or at least respectable peach fuzz). His skin is becoming soft and smooth as he plumps up in preparation for birth.
I do like me some jicama and peach fuzz!
It's crazy the % weight gain you're doing in these last several weeks.
Oh, I'm feeling it. Not as much the heat as it is just plain uncomfortable. No pants except maybe seamless unattractive stretchy ones are comfortable. Bras, miserable. I know I didn't feel this way w/ Reece, but I'll be patient so you can grow, grow, grow, sweet boy.
Mornings are by far my best time of the day, which is quite funny b/c I'm not a morning person at all. But, I've got the most energy and capacity. This morning, my guys slept in and I got up before them around 7:15 or so. Read A Mother's Heart, made Darren coffee, and enjoyed a little quiet time before Reece came in. We grabbed breakfast bars and went on a nature walk, while D woke up slowly and watched a few fishing shows. I've enjoyed some special time with Reece this week. <3
Last night, D and I were watching the College World Series. The game was a little slow, you, on the other hand, were wild. I think you started your own wave. Darren was sitting across the room and could see your acrobatics.
Another notable from this week is that my eye sight got a little worse. I've had to hold papers out much farther than normal. I'm sure it is temporary, just a little funny actually.
8, can't ignore that's Aikman's number, so this week, I'll call you Troy.
I ain't got nothin' but love, babe, 8 days a week...for 8 more weeks.
After that, I'll have love 8 sideways. : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
an answer
Seriously, God is so gracious. For someone that I can't meet for lunch, call on the phone, or snuggle on the couch and cry with, He somehow gives me those same comforts in moments like this morning.
Coming off my prayer last night, I headed to a Building Blocks speaker this morning. Seconds into her talk, I knew it was an answer to my prayer last night.
She started talking about what we're really passionate about. Oftentimes, I'm passionate about my to-do list or my own needs, over Reece's sweet little heart. She read an entry in her journal that is exactly the stuff I need to help set my heart right every morning. It will be by my bed as a start to the morning, and a prayer for the evening. I began crying as she read it...
What a beautiful, selfless heart she has. I am grateful to have met her today, and grateful to be among women that yearn to be a wife and mother like this.
I'd been searching for books to help me, and bought one a week or two ago that STILL hadn't arrived. Today it arrived. And today, she recommended A Mother's Heart, a book I thought I had. When I got home, it was on the top of my stack, seemingly just patiently waiting for me to see it and pick it up. <3
Lord, thank you for being such a good listener. Thank you for such clear encouragement. We can't see you in the way that we do our friends, and sometimes that's a barrier to feeling close to You. Thank you for answering prayers, for revealing yourself so clearly, and for giving me the eyes to see you today like a friend, a father, and someone that cares for me more than anyone else.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Coming off my prayer last night, I headed to a Building Blocks speaker this morning. Seconds into her talk, I knew it was an answer to my prayer last night.
She started talking about what we're really passionate about. Oftentimes, I'm passionate about my to-do list or my own needs, over Reece's sweet little heart. She read an entry in her journal that is exactly the stuff I need to help set my heart right every morning. It will be by my bed as a start to the morning, and a prayer for the evening. I began crying as she read it...
Today is not about laundry. It’s not about repeating myself, preventing meltdowns or keeping the pantry stocked. And I refuse to let the demands of the day deceive me into thinking anything so trivial. Today is a vehicle for me to serve God’s purposes in a way unique from every other person on earth.
The man I love most cannot experience everything God desires for him unless I actively labor towards that end. To love is to die, and it is a privilege to die for him today.
I have three hearts taking shape before me, in the shadow of my words, my tone and my actions. Their crying isn’t an inconvenience- it is a window to strengthen them with gentleness in the midst of their weakness. Their fighting isn’t an irritation- it is one more chance for me to prepare them for a lifetime of resolving conflict Biblically. These days that seem so long will soon be years that passed so quickly, and I will not choose to live now in a way that seals future regret. To love is to die, and they are worth me dying today.
Today calls for more energy, more patience, more love, more grace, more gentleness, more resourcefulness, more perspective and more wisdom than I have. So let me remember this morning that my only hope of redeeming this day is to come to Jesus and die- that His life might accomplish through me greater things than I can even imagine. To love is to die, and He knows everything there is to know about that.
What a beautiful, selfless heart she has. I am grateful to have met her today, and grateful to be among women that yearn to be a wife and mother like this.
I'd been searching for books to help me, and bought one a week or two ago that STILL hadn't arrived. Today it arrived. And today, she recommended A Mother's Heart, a book I thought I had. When I got home, it was on the top of my stack, seemingly just patiently waiting for me to see it and pick it up. <3
Lord, thank you for being such a good listener. Thank you for such clear encouragement. We can't see you in the way that we do our friends, and sometimes that's a barrier to feeling close to You. Thank you for answering prayers, for revealing yourself so clearly, and for giving me the eyes to see you today like a friend, a father, and someone that cares for me more than anyone else.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I pray
Dear God,
I keep thinking about what is to come.
Life is about to get hard.
Sleep will minimal. Cries will be heart-wrenching and long-lasting. Three year olds will be rebellious. Patience will be low. Momma will be completely exhausted. Houses will be messy. Dinner will be take-out. Accomplishments will be few. Days will be long and nights will be even longer. Time alone will be rare. Quiet will be non-existent.
Lord, I am afraid. I know I will struggle.
Never, never will these fears and struggles overshadow the gratefulness I will continue to have for this gift, this blessing, you have so unexpectedly lavished us with.
Instead, I just pray. I pray you ready my mind and my heart for the changes ahead, and equip me for this journey. I pray we become even closer. Draw me to your word, Lord, not the convicting verses I so often choose, but the encouraging ones.
In my weakness, Lord, I know you will be there. I pray now that I feel your presence in those moments, and that a peace and comfort reign over my thoughts and heart.
There was a time, Lord, when I believed I didn't deserve a husband, much less even one child. You have given me even more than that.
Lord, help me keep my daily expectations low, remembering the incredible job you've provided me with. I am yours, and they were yours first too. You love them even more than I do. Help me to love them with the grace, unselfishness, and lavishness like you do.
I want to wake and be right with you first, Lord. I pray that my needs become less while my need for you is more. Give me wisdom for each day how best to serve and love these 3 men, knowing that during this season serving them, serves you.
Lord, thank you again for this...this pregnancy, this baby, this boy, a brother for my son, another son for my husband, for this family. It IS a blessing that continues to overwhelm my heart.
Lord, help me to be more like you, so that I may become a woman, wife, and mother that is pleasing in your eyes. I know I will struggle during this journey. I need you there with me, guiding me, because I can't do it myself. The struggle WILL not make me any less grateful. But, it will make me more reliant on you. I know I need you, and I will need you even more. Please help equip me now, right my heart, draw me closer, and lead me in the way. I know you will.
And, I will pray.
Thank you, Lord, for another day. Amen.
I keep thinking about what is to come.
Life is about to get hard.
Sleep will minimal. Cries will be heart-wrenching and long-lasting. Three year olds will be rebellious. Patience will be low. Momma will be completely exhausted. Houses will be messy. Dinner will be take-out. Accomplishments will be few. Days will be long and nights will be even longer. Time alone will be rare. Quiet will be non-existent.
Lord, I am afraid. I know I will struggle.
Never, never will these fears and struggles overshadow the gratefulness I will continue to have for this gift, this blessing, you have so unexpectedly lavished us with.
Instead, I just pray. I pray you ready my mind and my heart for the changes ahead, and equip me for this journey. I pray we become even closer. Draw me to your word, Lord, not the convicting verses I so often choose, but the encouraging ones.
In my weakness, Lord, I know you will be there. I pray now that I feel your presence in those moments, and that a peace and comfort reign over my thoughts and heart.
There was a time, Lord, when I believed I didn't deserve a husband, much less even one child. You have given me even more than that.
Lord, help me keep my daily expectations low, remembering the incredible job you've provided me with. I am yours, and they were yours first too. You love them even more than I do. Help me to love them with the grace, unselfishness, and lavishness like you do.
I want to wake and be right with you first, Lord. I pray that my needs become less while my need for you is more. Give me wisdom for each day how best to serve and love these 3 men, knowing that during this season serving them, serves you.
Lord, thank you again for this...this pregnancy, this baby, this boy, a brother for my son, another son for my husband, for this family. It IS a blessing that continues to overwhelm my heart.
Lord, help me to be more like you, so that I may become a woman, wife, and mother that is pleasing in your eyes. I know I will struggle during this journey. I need you there with me, guiding me, because I can't do it myself. The struggle WILL not make me any less grateful. But, it will make me more reliant on you. I know I need you, and I will need you even more. Please help equip me now, right my heart, draw me closer, and lead me in the way. I know you will.
And, I will pray.
Thank you, Lord, for another day. Amen.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
2 more
31 weeks, and it is only 2 more months to the day!
This week, your baby measures over 16 inches long. He weighs about 3.3 pounds (try carrying four navel oranges) and is heading into a growth spurt. He can turn his head from side to side, and his arms, legs, and body are beginning to plump out as needed fat accumulates underneath his skin. He's probably moving a lot, too, so you may have trouble sleeping because your baby's kicks and somersaults keep you up. Take comfort: All this moving is a sign that your baby is active and healthy.
Ironic that carrying the weight of 4 navel oranges actually makes YOUR navel disappear?
Turning his head from side-to-side - uh, YEAH, I know it. It is the WEIRDEST feeling, especially being head down and low. And yes I do hope all that movement is because he's active and healthy and not just because I just ate a 1/2 pint of ice cream. ; )
2 months is a long time in some respects and yet it feels so soon to say just 2 months now. I'm a little scared, so excited, and incredibly grateful.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
This week, your baby measures over 16 inches long. He weighs about 3.3 pounds (try carrying four navel oranges) and is heading into a growth spurt. He can turn his head from side to side, and his arms, legs, and body are beginning to plump out as needed fat accumulates underneath his skin. He's probably moving a lot, too, so you may have trouble sleeping because your baby's kicks and somersaults keep you up. Take comfort: All this moving is a sign that your baby is active and healthy.
Ironic that carrying the weight of 4 navel oranges actually makes YOUR navel disappear?
Turning his head from side-to-side - uh, YEAH, I know it. It is the WEIRDEST feeling, especially being head down and low. And yes I do hope all that movement is because he's active and healthy and not just because I just ate a 1/2 pint of ice cream. ; )
2 months is a long time in some respects and yet it feels so soon to say just 2 months now. I'm a little scared, so excited, and incredibly grateful.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Competing
Headed to family reunion with Mom and Reece on Friday. Wore my bathing suit (totally new and very long pregger top, although it is zebra print) at the pool. Hmmm, something else has changed.
It seems my thighs have started competing with each other for front position. I'm not saying they didn't touch before, but NOT like this. With every step, one squeezes its way in front and the other falls behind. I guess this happened sometime this week. I'm going to tell myself this is some great progress for physically preparing my body for a birth. I know he's low too, because the strongest spot to feel his hiccups is at least as low as my c scar.
While I'm already sharing TMI (too much info), I'll say how much I hate wearing bras right now. I wonder if the bra burners way back when were also pregnant. It would explain a lot. My belly seems to be protruding higher and higher up on my chest and the pressure from my undergarment gets quite uncomfortable as the day goes on. My new fav top is a hand-me-down halter from Mel that doesn't require one. Wore it all day today!
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
It seems my thighs have started competing with each other for front position. I'm not saying they didn't touch before, but NOT like this. With every step, one squeezes its way in front and the other falls behind. I guess this happened sometime this week. I'm going to tell myself this is some great progress for physically preparing my body for a birth. I know he's low too, because the strongest spot to feel his hiccups is at least as low as my c scar.
While I'm already sharing TMI (too much info), I'll say how much I hate wearing bras right now. I wonder if the bra burners way back when were also pregnant. It would explain a lot. My belly seems to be protruding higher and higher up on my chest and the pressure from my undergarment gets quite uncomfortable as the day goes on. My new fav top is a hand-me-down halter from Mel that doesn't require one. Wore it all day today!
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
itsy bitsy
I wore the itsy bitsy to swim class on Friday, and vowed to get you one last bikini belly shot. So please enjoy...it will likely be the last one I post. I am still cute in my own mind, b/c hey, everyone is just looking at the belly anyway. But, it may be a little much for others to handle, say Darren for one. ; )
I bought a new and VERY LONG bathing suit top just before a trip to the KC pool on Sunday. Probably a wise choice. It's one thing to wear the bikini amongst all you moms, but quite another in a big crowd. I already get the looks anyway, but at least they'd know what they were looking at. ; )
Modesty wins out on this one.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Inside, Outside, Upside Down
30 week appointment was today.
Measuring right on track and 156 heartbeat (never get tired of hearing that sweet sound). You're still inside, I feel you outside a ton!, and best of all you're still upside down (head down). ; )
I gained 2 1/2 pounds since last month, about 19 total so far. I gained 27 lbs total with Reece, and have a feeling I'll be close but a little over with you.
I kept feeling your foot on my left side tonight, and placed my hand on top of it. Later, I rubbed your foot gently with my fingers, and immediately you gave me a MAJOR karate move. Ouch! I think you may be super ticklish, little boy. : )
I see the other Dr. H next visit and am already looking forward to those heated chairs of his. : ) And I'm also thankful that MY Dr. H is currently on call the weekend I'm due.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Measuring right on track and 156 heartbeat (never get tired of hearing that sweet sound). You're still inside, I feel you outside a ton!, and best of all you're still upside down (head down). ; )
I gained 2 1/2 pounds since last month, about 19 total so far. I gained 27 lbs total with Reece, and have a feeling I'll be close but a little over with you.
I kept feeling your foot on my left side tonight, and placed my hand on top of it. Later, I rubbed your foot gently with my fingers, and immediately you gave me a MAJOR karate move. Ouch! I think you may be super ticklish, little boy. : )
I see the other Dr. H next visit and am already looking forward to those heated chairs of his. : ) And I'm also thankful that MY Dr. H is currently on call the weekend I'm due.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Joe Cool
30 weeks and less than 70 days to go!
Your baby's about 15.7 inches long now, and he weighs almost 3 pounds (like a head of cabbage). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds him, but that volume will decrease as he gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. His eyesight continues to develop, though it's not very keen; even after he's born, he'll keep his eyes closed for a good part of the day. When he does open them, he'll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision — which means he can only make out objects a few inches from his face.
Went swimming at the KC pool today and had such a great time, but I guess you get to swim all the time in that pint and a half of amniotic fluid. : )
I'm getting bigger, waddling a little, and a bit more clumsy.
Mom is here and gets to join us for our next dr appt tomorrow.
I just asked her what my name was going to be if I was a boy. Joseph.
So, Joseph it is this week, sweet boy...and Joe Cool when I'm feeling sassy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Your baby's about 15.7 inches long now, and he weighs almost 3 pounds (like a head of cabbage). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds him, but that volume will decrease as he gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. His eyesight continues to develop, though it's not very keen; even after he's born, he'll keep his eyes closed for a good part of the day. When he does open them, he'll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision — which means he can only make out objects a few inches from his face.
Went swimming at the KC pool today and had such a great time, but I guess you get to swim all the time in that pint and a half of amniotic fluid. : )
I'm getting bigger, waddling a little, and a bit more clumsy.
Mom is here and gets to join us for our next dr appt tomorrow.
I just asked her what my name was going to be if I was a boy. Joseph.
So, Joseph it is this week, sweet boy...and Joe Cool when I'm feeling sassy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
linea negra
i got the line, i got the line!
i thought i saw it forming two days ago from my belly button, but thought maybe it was just an indentation from my pants.
this morning, out of the shower, it's made it's way down. i guess i shouldn't be so excited about something that represents my abdomen muscles getting ripped open (i mean stretched further), but i am!
thank you, lord, for another day.
i thought i saw it forming two days ago from my belly button, but thought maybe it was just an indentation from my pants.
this morning, out of the shower, it's made it's way down. i guess i shouldn't be so excited about something that represents my abdomen muscles getting ripped open (i mean stretched further), but i am!
thank you, lord, for another day.
Friday, June 5, 2009
hip action
i'm sleeping pretty good for a pregnant gal. i don't have to get up multiple times in the night to p (it seems less graphic when i leave out the two 'ee's). i'm wondering when or if that will change. with reece, i never got up more than once, and that was late in the pregnancy.
i do wake up several times in the night however, from hip aches, needing to switch to the other side - same with reece. sometimes darren switches at the same time and then we're facing each other. his lungs are clearly larger as large puffs of air then tickle my face. i probably don't appreciate it much in those tired moments, but there is something sweet about it.
10 more weeks...wow. it's coming so soon now. many thoughts of labor and trying to picture what this new life will be like, enter my mind often. please touch my belly any time. i absolute love this belly and baby. it's a miracle, it's beautiful, and it likely will never, ever happen again. i am loving and relishing this smooth, round belly and all of the activity that occurs within.
a friend nicknamed me 'hoops' yesterday, as he said i had really exploded since i saw him last, and obviously a reference to what appears to be a basketball in there. 'hoops'...i love it.
thank you, lord, for another day.
i do wake up several times in the night however, from hip aches, needing to switch to the other side - same with reece. sometimes darren switches at the same time and then we're facing each other. his lungs are clearly larger as large puffs of air then tickle my face. i probably don't appreciate it much in those tired moments, but there is something sweet about it.
10 more weeks...wow. it's coming so soon now. many thoughts of labor and trying to picture what this new life will be like, enter my mind often. please touch my belly any time. i absolute love this belly and baby. it's a miracle, it's beautiful, and it likely will never, ever happen again. i am loving and relishing this smooth, round belly and all of the activity that occurs within.
a friend nicknamed me 'hoops' yesterday, as he said i had really exploded since i saw him last, and obviously a reference to what appears to be a basketball in there. 'hoops'...i love it.
thank you, lord, for another day.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
old times great
i cannot explain what this pregnancy means to me.
today was another reminder.
after swimming lessons, we went to a friend's house for the kids to splash and play outside, and us all to eat our sack lunch and visit. it was great...really great...like when kids were tiny and couldn't go anywhere and we got to sit and visit and sometimes we'd nap our kids at each other's houses kind of great...praising god we have each other...old times, great.
in the car ride home i reflected on the afternoon together and how very different i would have felt had i not been pregnant. with most of the ladies being mom to 2 or 3 kids, the conversations naturally gravitate to life, struggles, and successes with these kiddos. but, when you just have 1 (b/c evidently that's all you can have and somehow your body is broken and just wasn't meant to have babies), you hear those same conversations sooo differently.
you feel isolated, unable to relate. you feel like if you talk about your 1 kid or share any advice or struggles, people will think you either just don't get it or have no clue how easy you have it. sometimes you even feel like these people are more worthy of being mothers than you, and like you really are less than a woman, how God created a woman to be.
i know it's selfish, unhealthy, and unhelpful, those thoughts. but, i also know those are exactly the thoughts i'd be battling to ignore daily. i would feel less close and less community than i do now...i just would. i wouldn't retreat, but would be more guarded and a little less engaged.
lord, i am so thankful you chose to give me this blessing. i am a person that needs people and community around me. you know this. i cannot do it alone, anything alone, and that is why i am thankful for you in my life. thank you for these people that feel the same way about you that i do.
i also pray this day that you be an incredible comforter for those that may be struggling with the same thoughts of worthlessness and isolation. i pray you bless them too. i pray you let them know that they are loved just as much, valued just as much, and were designed just as you would have them be. i pray they don't let thoughts like that disable them, but struggle well through them, by drawing closer to you. that's what you did with me, lord.
i know this pregnancy is a gift and these friends are a gift. what a huge, HUGE gift it is to me.
thank you, lord, for another day.
today was another reminder.
after swimming lessons, we went to a friend's house for the kids to splash and play outside, and us all to eat our sack lunch and visit. it was great...really great...like when kids were tiny and couldn't go anywhere and we got to sit and visit and sometimes we'd nap our kids at each other's houses kind of great...praising god we have each other...old times, great.
in the car ride home i reflected on the afternoon together and how very different i would have felt had i not been pregnant. with most of the ladies being mom to 2 or 3 kids, the conversations naturally gravitate to life, struggles, and successes with these kiddos. but, when you just have 1 (b/c evidently that's all you can have and somehow your body is broken and just wasn't meant to have babies), you hear those same conversations sooo differently.
you feel isolated, unable to relate. you feel like if you talk about your 1 kid or share any advice or struggles, people will think you either just don't get it or have no clue how easy you have it. sometimes you even feel like these people are more worthy of being mothers than you, and like you really are less than a woman, how God created a woman to be.
i know it's selfish, unhealthy, and unhelpful, those thoughts. but, i also know those are exactly the thoughts i'd be battling to ignore daily. i would feel less close and less community than i do now...i just would. i wouldn't retreat, but would be more guarded and a little less engaged.
lord, i am so thankful you chose to give me this blessing. i am a person that needs people and community around me. you know this. i cannot do it alone, anything alone, and that is why i am thankful for you in my life. thank you for these people that feel the same way about you that i do.
i also pray this day that you be an incredible comforter for those that may be struggling with the same thoughts of worthlessness and isolation. i pray you bless them too. i pray you let them know that they are loved just as much, valued just as much, and were designed just as you would have them be. i pray they don't let thoughts like that disable them, but struggle well through them, by drawing closer to you. that's what you did with me, lord.
i know this pregnancy is a gift and these friends are a gift. what a huge, HUGE gift it is to me.
thank you, lord, for another day.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
something has changed
Yesterday was Reece's first swimming lesson with Ms. Angie. He is and was sooo afraid of putting his face in the water, I knew it would be a challenge and slow progression...but it's time. I was so proud of him fighting through his fears and continuing to do as she asked even when he was afraid.
We sat in the shade outside watching the boys and then took a short dip in the pool when they were done. I did sport my itsy bitsy teeny weeny black polka dot bikini. It's not really THAT small, although it does get smaller every time I put it on. ; )
Hey, it was a safe crowd. Plus, I figure anyone is only looking at my belly anyway...I actually feel more comfortable in it now that otherwise.
After nap, I hit a wall. Tired, achy, groaning, and just lethargic. I couldn't put my finger on how I was feeling and what was dragging me down so hard. I was pretty much worthless though. I managed to put a frozen meal in the oven, but that was pretty much it.
I thought maybe the heat and the sun did me in, but I'm not so sure. Today, I'm starting to feel that same tiredness again. We stayed inside during the swim lesson today, and so I can't blame it on the sun (had to stay in as the boys struggled more at the beginning, knowing what fears they had to face).
Anyway, I have a feeling that Rusty's major brain development and all that's going on inside, plus a little of the summer heat is kicking in. The last trimester has officially hit. I will be even more diligent about taking my iron, drinking even more water, and grabbing healthy snacks regularly. Off to take my iron right now.
Also, I am vowing to set my daily expectation even lower.
Washing our sheets and making dinner were my two goals today. Sheets are clean. Dinner is planned. I need to put the sheets on, and then prep dinner.
Hmmm, should I rest for a while now, or push through and accomplish my goals? If I push through, I'll likely be absolutely wiped when Reece awakes. Not sure.
I'll start with the Journey and see where I end up.
What is clear is that something has changed.
Thank you, Lord, for 7 months, 3rd trimester, and another day. <3
We sat in the shade outside watching the boys and then took a short dip in the pool when they were done. I did sport my itsy bitsy teeny weeny black polka dot bikini. It's not really THAT small, although it does get smaller every time I put it on. ; )
Hey, it was a safe crowd. Plus, I figure anyone is only looking at my belly anyway...I actually feel more comfortable in it now that otherwise.
After nap, I hit a wall. Tired, achy, groaning, and just lethargic. I couldn't put my finger on how I was feeling and what was dragging me down so hard. I was pretty much worthless though. I managed to put a frozen meal in the oven, but that was pretty much it.
I thought maybe the heat and the sun did me in, but I'm not so sure. Today, I'm starting to feel that same tiredness again. We stayed inside during the swim lesson today, and so I can't blame it on the sun (had to stay in as the boys struggled more at the beginning, knowing what fears they had to face).
Anyway, I have a feeling that Rusty's major brain development and all that's going on inside, plus a little of the summer heat is kicking in. The last trimester has officially hit. I will be even more diligent about taking my iron, drinking even more water, and grabbing healthy snacks regularly. Off to take my iron right now.
Also, I am vowing to set my daily expectation even lower.
Washing our sheets and making dinner were my two goals today. Sheets are clean. Dinner is planned. I need to put the sheets on, and then prep dinner.
Hmmm, should I rest for a while now, or push through and accomplish my goals? If I push through, I'll likely be absolutely wiped when Reece awakes. Not sure.
I'll start with the Journey and see where I end up.
What is clear is that something has changed.
Thank you, Lord, for 7 months, 3rd trimester, and another day. <3
Sunday, May 31, 2009
29 and holding
29 weeks! Whooo Hooo!
Your baby is growing rapidly now. This week he weighs about 2 1/2 pounds (like a butternut squash) and is a tad over 15 inches long from head to heel. His muscles and lungs are continuing to mature, and his head is getting bigger to accommodate his growing brain — which is busy developing billions of neurons. Every day, about 200 milligrams of calcium is deposited in your baby's skeleton, which is now hardening. With this rapid growth, it's no surprise that your baby's nutritional needs reach their peak during this trimester.
I can tell I've hit the last trimester. Getting more tired in the afternoon and evenings, but still doing good. You are moving crazy, hiccupping and I'm feeling different parts all the time now. Felt your bottom last night and I think a knee earlier in the day. Your hands and feet are still my favorite though, as they feel like intentional gesture for some mommy love.
29 always reminds me of Rusty Greer, who played for the Texas Rangers when I first came to Dallas. He is a nice guy and was a fan favorite.
And since your big brother absolutely loves baseball and the Rangers, Rusty you'll be this week. Reece was watching the Ranger/Oakland game on the couch Friday night, when from no where cheered, "Go Michael Young! Hit a home run, Michael Young!" Cracked me up. He truly enjoys watching the game, and looks forward to teaching you, baby boy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Your baby is growing rapidly now. This week he weighs about 2 1/2 pounds (like a butternut squash) and is a tad over 15 inches long from head to heel. His muscles and lungs are continuing to mature, and his head is getting bigger to accommodate his growing brain — which is busy developing billions of neurons. Every day, about 200 milligrams of calcium is deposited in your baby's skeleton, which is now hardening. With this rapid growth, it's no surprise that your baby's nutritional needs reach their peak during this trimester.
I can tell I've hit the last trimester. Getting more tired in the afternoon and evenings, but still doing good. You are moving crazy, hiccupping and I'm feeling different parts all the time now. Felt your bottom last night and I think a knee earlier in the day. Your hands and feet are still my favorite though, as they feel like intentional gesture for some mommy love.
29 always reminds me of Rusty Greer, who played for the Texas Rangers when I first came to Dallas. He is a nice guy and was a fan favorite.
And since your big brother absolutely loves baseball and the Rangers, Rusty you'll be this week. Reece was watching the Ranger/Oakland game on the couch Friday night, when from no where cheered, "Go Michael Young! Hit a home run, Michael Young!" Cracked me up. He truly enjoys watching the game, and looks forward to teaching you, baby boy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
worry
Got an email today titled, "What your belly will look like after pregnancy?" I'd like to know who seriously thinks this is helpful information right now?
I thought of Matthew 6:25-34.
34 says, "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
It's a good reminder for me. Although my after pregnancy body is far from my mind, thoughts of labor, excruiciating pain, the hopes of having a natural childbirth, and the baby and my safety enter my mind pretty often. I know worrying accomplishes nothing, and my heart knows that prayer can do a lot. If this incredible pregnancy has taught me anything, it is that.
So, I will commit to turn my worries into prayers. Feel free to pray along with me. : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I thought of Matthew 6:25-34.
34 says, "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
It's a good reminder for me. Although my after pregnancy body is far from my mind, thoughts of labor, excruiciating pain, the hopes of having a natural childbirth, and the baby and my safety enter my mind pretty often. I know worrying accomplishes nothing, and my heart knows that prayer can do a lot. If this incredible pregnancy has taught me anything, it is that.
So, I will commit to turn my worries into prayers. Feel free to pray along with me. : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Inversion
Yoga today was interesting. We had a sub, who normally teaches the mommy and me class. I think she's used to bodies that are a bit more flexible and in need of getting back into shape, rather than those trying to adjust to a temporary one.
For one, we did the splits. Now, I'm not suggesting that all of us got all the way into the splits, but we came pretty darn close for moms 28 weeks plus.
Better yet, next she had us do inversions...uh, you know, HANDSTANDS! We climbed up backwards onto the wall using our feet, but the end result was pretty much the same. The 33 and 36 week gals sat that one out - wise choice.
Afterward she asked, "Did that feel great or what?"
I honestly couldn't tell her. I was so focused on not falling and so proud that I did it that I didn't even notice how it felt.
I guess it was being right side up for you, little guy. Hope you enjoyed it. While that was an adventure, I won't be inverting again anytime soon. I feared later than my boy, who just painfully turned head down, would come back out after that crazy move.
Alas, he didn't. I can tell from the movements waaaaay down low, and also the location of the sweet, sweet hiccups that have occurred so many times this week.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
For one, we did the splits. Now, I'm not suggesting that all of us got all the way into the splits, but we came pretty darn close for moms 28 weeks plus.
Better yet, next she had us do inversions...uh, you know, HANDSTANDS! We climbed up backwards onto the wall using our feet, but the end result was pretty much the same. The 33 and 36 week gals sat that one out - wise choice.
Afterward she asked, "Did that feel great or what?"
I honestly couldn't tell her. I was so focused on not falling and so proud that I did it that I didn't even notice how it felt.
I guess it was being right side up for you, little guy. Hope you enjoyed it. While that was an adventure, I won't be inverting again anytime soon. I feared later than my boy, who just painfully turned head down, would come back out after that crazy move.
Alas, he didn't. I can tell from the movements waaaaay down low, and also the location of the sweet, sweet hiccups that have occurred so many times this week.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Thank heaven
28 weeks...the start of 7 months.
Oh thank heaven for seven...and thank heaven for little boys. <3
By this week, your baby weighs two and a quarter pounds (like a Chinese cabbage) and measures 14.8 inches from the top of his head to his heels. He can open and close his eyes, which now sport lashes. This movement is more of a reflexive blink than a deliberate opening and closing, but it won't be long before he's batting those beauties at you.
With his eyesight developing, he may be able to see the light that filters in through your womb. He's also developing billions of neurons in his brain and adding more body fat in preparation for life in the outside world.
Sweet baby, I've got no silly names for you this week.
Daddy and I have come close to a name and now that's all that comes to mind for these posts. Common or not, somehow it just fits. We're not ready to share just yet, but soon enough, you'll get a real name.
What is most important is that you are a child of God's. He has been so gracious to bring you to us. We love you, and we thank heaven for you.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Oh thank heaven for seven...and thank heaven for little boys. <3
By this week, your baby weighs two and a quarter pounds (like a Chinese cabbage) and measures 14.8 inches from the top of his head to his heels. He can open and close his eyes, which now sport lashes. This movement is more of a reflexive blink than a deliberate opening and closing, but it won't be long before he's batting those beauties at you.
With his eyesight developing, he may be able to see the light that filters in through your womb. He's also developing billions of neurons in his brain and adding more body fat in preparation for life in the outside world.
Sweet baby, I've got no silly names for you this week.
Daddy and I have come close to a name and now that's all that comes to mind for these posts. Common or not, somehow it just fits. We're not ready to share just yet, but soon enough, you'll get a real name.
What is most important is that you are a child of God's. He has been so gracious to bring you to us. We love you, and we thank heaven for you.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
hic
felt you hiccup last night while i was trying to sleep.
it was rhythmic and sweet.
thanks for the tickle, elmo.
and thank you, lord, for another day.
it was rhythmic and sweet.
thanks for the tickle, elmo.
and thank you, lord, for another day.
eyes wide open
So here's the latest belly shot...I'm stealing it from Kir's b day post. We went to NP mall after our Bob Armstrong dip (mmmmmm) at Matt's and man, people could not stop staring. It wasn't just our good looks either.A few people actually smiled at me (mostly moms), but many people glanced quickly at my face and flat out stared at my belly. I felt sooo conspicuous...and huge.
Dude, my arms have gotten quite a bit fatter and so has my face, among other places. Honestly I didn't realize it until I looked at these photos later - I thought I was super cute this day until then.
But, eh, what do I care? Arm fat, chipmonk cheeks, long gazes in the abdominal area - bring it on. I'm pregnant and loving it.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Friday, May 22, 2009
downward facing
Had my 28 week appointment today. Saw Dr. E instead of Dr. H as they accidentally messed up my appt. I really enjoyed my time getting to know him better, though.
Turns out Tuesday night's 3 hour discomfort was actually productive.
It's nice to have an explanation, and one that is good.
Mr Man is now facing down. I believe that's what he did on Tuesday night.
I couldn't sit, I couldn't lie down. I did yoga poses and laid over the birth ball groaning for about 3 hours until eventually I could go to bed. Didn't sleep that well either. I even sang songs to Reece laying over the birth ball instead of lying in bed with him. If it hadn't been in the evening, I would have called the dr office. But alas, now we know the man was making a gigantic move.
And now things are different. I have to go ALL the time. I'm more achy, and the thumps feel even lower and more rigorous than before. I'm having a ton more Braxton Hicks too, which just tightening and really nothing compared to the movements. Dr said to drink even more water...oh great...more water = more p.
; )
I still can't believe how much sooner everything happens with baby #2. But, oh how much fun it is to even write the words baby #2.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Turns out Tuesday night's 3 hour discomfort was actually productive.
It's nice to have an explanation, and one that is good.
Mr Man is now facing down. I believe that's what he did on Tuesday night.
I couldn't sit, I couldn't lie down. I did yoga poses and laid over the birth ball groaning for about 3 hours until eventually I could go to bed. Didn't sleep that well either. I even sang songs to Reece laying over the birth ball instead of lying in bed with him. If it hadn't been in the evening, I would have called the dr office. But alas, now we know the man was making a gigantic move.
And now things are different. I have to go ALL the time. I'm more achy, and the thumps feel even lower and more rigorous than before. I'm having a ton more Braxton Hicks too, which just tightening and really nothing compared to the movements. Dr said to drink even more water...oh great...more water = more p.
; )
I still can't believe how much sooner everything happens with baby #2. But, oh how much fun it is to even write the words baby #2.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
poke through
When you move...my belly moves, my insides move.
When you kick or stretch downward, I actually have to tell my brain that an arm or leg isn't really going to poke through.
At 27 weeks, I can't imagine the feeling that 12 more weeks will bring.
But, clearly you are growing, active, and happy. <3
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
When you kick or stretch downward, I actually have to tell my brain that an arm or leg isn't really going to poke through.
At 27 weeks, I can't imagine the feeling that 12 more weeks will bring.
But, clearly you are growing, active, and happy. <3
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Monday, May 18, 2009
basketball
"You look like you have a basketball in your belly."
; )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Elmo
27 weeks...thank heaven for 27.
Every week that gets closer to 28, is a sigh of relief. 28 weeks is the length I have in my head that this baby is viable should he somehow come earlier. Not sure why I even allow my head to think about such things, let's blame it on the hormones. And even once 28 comes, I'll still be praying he makes it full term. Those boys need as long as they can get. : )
This week, your baby weighs almost 2 pounds (like a head of cauliflower) and is about 14 1/2 inches long with his legs extended. She's sleeping and waking at regular intervals, opening and closing his eyes, and perhaps even sucking his fingers. With more brain tissue developing, your baby's brain is very active now. While his lungs are still immature, they would be capable of functioning — with a lot of medical help — if she were born now. Chalk up any tiny rhythmic movements you may be feeling to a case of baby hiccups, which may be common from now on. Each episode usually lasts only a few moments, and they don't bother him, so just relax and enjoy the tickle.
I was going to call you Cal (for cauliflower), but simply cannot resist the desire to feel you tickle me, Elmo. ; ) No hiccups yet, but OH MY what crazy movements you are making. Last night, it wasn't just a little thump, where if you stare in the right spot you can see. Last night, it was at least a 1/2 inch lifting of my belly. It even freaked Dad out a little, as you did it repeatedly. Ouchy! The weirdest movements though are the ones straight down. Momma is not a big fan of those and will usually find a new position pretty quickly.
I'm starting to see more of a pattern in your activity, particularly BUSY in the late evening. In the morning, I usually wake up before you do. While I'm still in bed starting to think about the day ahead, I feel my my heart rate going up, and then you start moving. We're so connected like that. <3
Looking forward to the giggles and tickles.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Every week that gets closer to 28, is a sigh of relief. 28 weeks is the length I have in my head that this baby is viable should he somehow come earlier. Not sure why I even allow my head to think about such things, let's blame it on the hormones. And even once 28 comes, I'll still be praying he makes it full term. Those boys need as long as they can get. : )
This week, your baby weighs almost 2 pounds (like a head of cauliflower) and is about 14 1/2 inches long with his legs extended. She's sleeping and waking at regular intervals, opening and closing his eyes, and perhaps even sucking his fingers. With more brain tissue developing, your baby's brain is very active now. While his lungs are still immature, they would be capable of functioning — with a lot of medical help — if she were born now. Chalk up any tiny rhythmic movements you may be feeling to a case of baby hiccups, which may be common from now on. Each episode usually lasts only a few moments, and they don't bother him, so just relax and enjoy the tickle.
I was going to call you Cal (for cauliflower), but simply cannot resist the desire to feel you tickle me, Elmo. ; ) No hiccups yet, but OH MY what crazy movements you are making. Last night, it wasn't just a little thump, where if you stare in the right spot you can see. Last night, it was at least a 1/2 inch lifting of my belly. It even freaked Dad out a little, as you did it repeatedly. Ouchy! The weirdest movements though are the ones straight down. Momma is not a big fan of those and will usually find a new position pretty quickly.
I'm starting to see more of a pattern in your activity, particularly BUSY in the late evening. In the morning, I usually wake up before you do. While I'm still in bed starting to think about the day ahead, I feel my my heart rate going up, and then you start moving. We're so connected like that. <3
Looking forward to the giggles and tickles.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Brothers
The last time we were all together, I had planned to try to get a pic of my 2 nephews together (and then 3 with Reece) for a Mother's Day present.
I wanted to do it quickly though, so no one would notice. But, I wasn't sure how well these two that often rough-house with each other, would do for a picture together.
I was blown away by their cooperation when I told them it was something I wanted to do for their mother. (Be proud, Michell.) Seriously, there were several to choose from.
When I was cropping and editing it for the necklace, the picture spoke to me in a another way.
Brothers.
My heart truly overflows with gratefulness that Reece gets to have a brother.
I could blabber on about what all that means to me and hopefully will mean to him one day, but I think in many ways the picture says it.
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
I wanted to do it quickly though, so no one would notice. But, I wasn't sure how well these two that often rough-house with each other, would do for a picture together.
I was blown away by their cooperation when I told them it was something I wanted to do for their mother. (Be proud, Michell.) Seriously, there were several to choose from.When I was cropping and editing it for the necklace, the picture spoke to me in a another way.
Brothers.
My heart truly overflows with gratefulness that Reece gets to have a brother.
I could blabber on about what all that means to me and hopefully will mean to him one day, but I think in many ways the picture says it.
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Iron Woman
Took the 1 hour glucose test on Friday. I remember well, failing it with Reece, and sitting in the office doing the 3 hour test, working with my computer on my lap.
I remember feeling grateful then, for a stick at each hour, just being where I was...pregnant. (Plus, I have good veins and that REALLY helps.)
Got the call that I passed the one hour this time. Whoo Hoo!
Bloodwork came back a little anemic, so iron supplements it is. No biggie.
Sounds pretty good to be Iron Woman! : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I remember feeling grateful then, for a stick at each hour, just being where I was...pregnant. (Plus, I have good veins and that REALLY helps.)
Got the call that I passed the one hour this time. Whoo Hoo!
Bloodwork came back a little anemic, so iron supplements it is. No biggie.
Sounds pretty good to be Iron Woman! : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Good question
Back from yoga class just before nap Reece asks, "How can you push your baby out of your tummy without it making a big hole?" : )
Great question, Reece. Truth is that you can't. But...God specifically designed a place for them to come out.
We don't use silly names for body parts around here. I've actually told him where several times, but tummy seems to stick since it is so much more obvious. (more obvious EVERY DAY).
I'm hoping this little baby gets to be welcomed into the world the way God specifically designed them to. But if not, instead they will make a big hole in my tummy. : )
Great question, Reece. Truth is that you can't. But...God specifically designed a place for them to come out.
We don't use silly names for body parts around here. I've actually told him where several times, but tummy seems to stick since it is so much more obvious. (more obvious EVERY DAY).
I'm hoping this little baby gets to be welcomed into the world the way God specifically designed them to. But if not, instead they will make a big hole in my tummy. : )
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Kool
26 weeks.
The network of nerves in your baby's ears is better developed and more sensitive than before. He may now be able to hear both your voice and your partner's as you chat with each other. He's inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid, which is essential for the development of his lungs. These so-called breathing movements are also good practice for when he's born and takes that first gulp of air. And he's continuing to put on baby fat. He now weighs about a pound and two-thirds and measures 14 inches (an English hothouse cucumber) from head to heel. His testicles are beginning to descend into his scrotum — a trip that will take two to three days.
If you're anything like your dad, little guy, you're cool as a cucumber. In the spirit of your disco momma, I'll call you Robert Bell, also known as "Kool" from Kool & the Gang.
Pretty crazy stuff going on in that little body of yours...impt man stuff.
Reece has been talking to you more, and he's excited about teaching you to play baseball. Your movements have changed from me feeling a kick on one side, to feeling your moves left, right, and down all at the same time. Guess we've both grown this week. : ) Pretty Kool stuff.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
The network of nerves in your baby's ears is better developed and more sensitive than before. He may now be able to hear both your voice and your partner's as you chat with each other. He's inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid, which is essential for the development of his lungs. These so-called breathing movements are also good practice for when he's born and takes that first gulp of air. And he's continuing to put on baby fat. He now weighs about a pound and two-thirds and measures 14 inches (an English hothouse cucumber) from head to heel. His testicles are beginning to descend into his scrotum — a trip that will take two to three days.
If you're anything like your dad, little guy, you're cool as a cucumber. In the spirit of your disco momma, I'll call you Robert Bell, also known as "Kool" from Kool & the Gang.
Pretty crazy stuff going on in that little body of yours...impt man stuff.
Reece has been talking to you more, and he's excited about teaching you to play baseball. Your movements have changed from me feeling a kick on one side, to feeling your moves left, right, and down all at the same time. Guess we've both grown this week. : ) Pretty Kool stuff.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Mother's Day
What an incredible privilege it is to be one.
I still feel exactly the same way I did just months after having Reece: Humbled and Honored (and in some ways even more so). Read it here.
Happy, Happy Mother's Day to each one of you special ladies.
<3 <3 <3
Friday, May 8, 2009
Last monthly
Today was the glucose test and a quick check-up.
I failed the 1 hour test with Reece and had to go back in for the 3 hour test. Hopefully I'll pass this one with 'Rudy'.
Heart beat was 145 today and I measured right at 26 weeks, so on track. I gained 4 1/2 pounds from last month, which surprised me a little. I'm not sure why it surprised me given that I saw my belly pop within 2 days. I'm still well within the optimal weight gain. Dr H says he thinks my little body needed it. : )
He said I was on the borderline for when to start the two week appointments and since ... (pause by Dr. H)...
I jumped in and said, "I'm higher risk b/c I'm old!" He said, "oh, I hate to say it like that."
Not me! I told him about Wednesday morning and how cool it is for me to be in the place, 40 and fertile. I know how old I am and I know the stats. So bring on the 2 week appointments. I mean, who minds seeing this great doctor and just checking in every two weeks instead of every month? NOT ME! : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I failed the 1 hour test with Reece and had to go back in for the 3 hour test. Hopefully I'll pass this one with 'Rudy'.
Heart beat was 145 today and I measured right at 26 weeks, so on track. I gained 4 1/2 pounds from last month, which surprised me a little. I'm not sure why it surprised me given that I saw my belly pop within 2 days. I'm still well within the optimal weight gain. Dr H says he thinks my little body needed it. : )
He said I was on the borderline for when to start the two week appointments and since ... (pause by Dr. H)...
I jumped in and said, "I'm higher risk b/c I'm old!" He said, "oh, I hate to say it like that."
Not me! I told him about Wednesday morning and how cool it is for me to be in the place, 40 and fertile. I know how old I am and I know the stats. So bring on the 2 week appointments. I mean, who minds seeing this great doctor and just checking in every two weeks instead of every month? NOT ME! : )
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Fertile ground
A lady at bible study today asked me when I was due. I told her and she replied, "You look farther along!" Oh the things people say.
I said, "thank you". Someone else might have had a different response.
Just this morning I looked in the mirror at a belly that has grown much this week. I absolutely love being 40 and fertile, 40 and pregnant. I may be feeling it a little more and earlier the second time around, and with a few more years under my belt. But, for so long, I thought something was wrong with my body, that I was infertile for a reason and I was less than a woman.
Botox, tanning, crazy diets, plastic surgery - forget them all. Nothing beats being pregnant at 40 to help you feel young.
40 and fertile...I love it.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I said, "thank you". Someone else might have had a different response.
Just this morning I looked in the mirror at a belly that has grown much this week. I absolutely love being 40 and fertile, 40 and pregnant. I may be feeling it a little more and earlier the second time around, and with a few more years under my belt. But, for so long, I thought something was wrong with my body, that I was infertile for a reason and I was less than a woman.
Botox, tanning, crazy diets, plastic surgery - forget them all. Nothing beats being pregnant at 40 to help you feel young.
40 and fertile...I love it.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
25
25 weeks and I am officially into my 6th month.
Many of my low waisted pregger pants have become too tight or uncomfortable, so bring on the big panels!
I'm still swimming in photos, so haven't had as much time lately to update. I just ran outside and made D take a pic of my belly, so here you go.
(Oh my, I just looked back at the last time I took a door pic! My how I've grown!)
Today was a fun day. Daddy ran his first sprint triathlon, and we got up around 5am to see him. I was sooo proud of him, and he did great. He only decided about 2 weeks ago, and never even attempted to get in a pool. Needless to say, the swim was by far the most difficult part.
You, however, little baby boy, seem to in fact be a great swimmer. Today, you were the most active I have ever felt, arms and legs going strong and all at the same time. Perhaps you were showing daddy your breast stroke. It was pretty good from what I could tell. While I was putting Reece down for his nap, I let him feel you. He giggled every time. I also felt either a hand or foot today so clearly sticking out, as if asking to be held...so I did. <3
Head to heels, your baby now measures about 13 1/2 inches. His weight — a pound and a half — isn't much more than an average rutabaga, but he's beginning to exchange his long, lean look for some baby fat. As he does, his wrinkled skin will begin to smooth out and he'll start to look more and more like a newborn. He's also growing more hair — and if you could see it, you'd now be able to discern its color and texture.
Well, my little rutabaga, looks like you're Rudy this week.
My back has been aching more lately, and Kir said some yoga would really help. So thanks to both encouragement and Reece-sitting by her, I took my first yoga class this week (dude, FREE at Pea in the Pod!). I LOVED it. My body really needs that, both for comfort and preparation for a birth to come. I'd love to get 2 classes in a week, but so far I've at least got one officially scheduled in.
Reece asked me if they have yogurt at my class, and I think that's a GREAT idea.
I still look down and blown away by this belly and little life.
And at the same time, pregnant and getting bigger, I haven't lost my sassy self!
Happy 25 weeks!
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Many of my low waisted pregger pants have become too tight or uncomfortable, so bring on the big panels!
I'm still swimming in photos, so haven't had as much time lately to update. I just ran outside and made D take a pic of my belly, so here you go.
(Oh my, I just looked back at the last time I took a door pic! My how I've grown!)Today was a fun day. Daddy ran his first sprint triathlon, and we got up around 5am to see him. I was sooo proud of him, and he did great. He only decided about 2 weeks ago, and never even attempted to get in a pool. Needless to say, the swim was by far the most difficult part.
You, however, little baby boy, seem to in fact be a great swimmer. Today, you were the most active I have ever felt, arms and legs going strong and all at the same time. Perhaps you were showing daddy your breast stroke. It was pretty good from what I could tell. While I was putting Reece down for his nap, I let him feel you. He giggled every time. I also felt either a hand or foot today so clearly sticking out, as if asking to be held...so I did. <3
Head to heels, your baby now measures about 13 1/2 inches. His weight — a pound and a half — isn't much more than an average rutabaga, but he's beginning to exchange his long, lean look for some baby fat. As he does, his wrinkled skin will begin to smooth out and he'll start to look more and more like a newborn. He's also growing more hair — and if you could see it, you'd now be able to discern its color and texture.
Well, my little rutabaga, looks like you're Rudy this week.
My back has been aching more lately, and Kir said some yoga would really help. So thanks to both encouragement and Reece-sitting by her, I took my first yoga class this week (dude, FREE at Pea in the Pod!). I LOVED it. My body really needs that, both for comfort and preparation for a birth to come. I'd love to get 2 classes in a week, but so far I've at least got one officially scheduled in.
Reece asked me if they have yogurt at my class, and I think that's a GREAT idea.
I still look down and blown away by this belly and little life. And at the same time, pregnant and getting bigger, I haven't lost my sassy self!
Happy 25 weeks!
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
24
24 weeks!
Your baby's growing steadily, having gained about 4 ounces since last week. That puts him at just over a pound. Since he's almost a foot long (picture an ear of corn), he cuts a pretty lean figure at this point, but his body is filling out proportionally and he'll soon start to plump up. His brain is also growing quickly now, and his taste buds are continuing to develop. His lungs are developing "branches" of the respiratory "tree" as well as cells that produce surfactant, a substance that will help his air sacs inflate once he hits the outside world. His skin is still thin and translucent, but that will start to change soon.
Well, as fans of the tv show, Jack Bauer seems the obvious choice this week. A foot and a pound, that reminds me of yesterday on the way to Damon and Dylan's baseball game. Your foot pounded me right into the bone. I gasped out loud. : )
People seem to love seeing my little belly sticking out. I love it, too.
They've told me lately how much I've popped out, or how much bigger I'm getting. I say, "Thank you!". I know it'll only last a short while, and likely will never happen again. I still look in the mirror sometimes and can't believe I'm pregnant. (tee hee) We're due for another belly picture, since we're starting 6 months today.
I look pregnant for sure and I am starting to feel it more every week. My back has started to ache a bit. It's always been a weaker spot, likely helped out by my sway back. Sitting forward is becoming a more necessary position as well, with your constant kicking back. I'm hoping to start some prenatal yoga this coming week, which I think will be great for us both. I hope I can make that a priority amongst some of other responsibilities I have. I know my little village will help. <3
I love you little boy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Your baby's growing steadily, having gained about 4 ounces since last week. That puts him at just over a pound. Since he's almost a foot long (picture an ear of corn), he cuts a pretty lean figure at this point, but his body is filling out proportionally and he'll soon start to plump up. His brain is also growing quickly now, and his taste buds are continuing to develop. His lungs are developing "branches" of the respiratory "tree" as well as cells that produce surfactant, a substance that will help his air sacs inflate once he hits the outside world. His skin is still thin and translucent, but that will start to change soon.
Well, as fans of the tv show, Jack Bauer seems the obvious choice this week. A foot and a pound, that reminds me of yesterday on the way to Damon and Dylan's baseball game. Your foot pounded me right into the bone. I gasped out loud. : )
People seem to love seeing my little belly sticking out. I love it, too.
They've told me lately how much I've popped out, or how much bigger I'm getting. I say, "Thank you!". I know it'll only last a short while, and likely will never happen again. I still look in the mirror sometimes and can't believe I'm pregnant. (tee hee) We're due for another belly picture, since we're starting 6 months today.
I look pregnant for sure and I am starting to feel it more every week. My back has started to ache a bit. It's always been a weaker spot, likely helped out by my sway back. Sitting forward is becoming a more necessary position as well, with your constant kicking back. I'm hoping to start some prenatal yoga this coming week, which I think will be great for us both. I hope I can make that a priority amongst some of other responsibilities I have. I know my little village will help. <3
I love you little boy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Sly Stone
23 weeks starts today. Let's get our groove on.
Turn on the radio and sway to the music. With his sense of movement well developed by now, your baby can feel you dance. And now that he's more than 11 inches long and weighs just over a pound (about as much as a large mango), you may be able to see him squirm underneath your clothes. Blood vessels in his lungs are developing to prepare for breathing, and the sounds that your baby's increasingly keen ears pick up are preparing his for entry into the outside world. Loud noises that become familiar now — such as your dog barking or the roar of the vacuum cleaner — probably won't faze him when she hears them outside the womb.
I often feel you kick when music is comes on, or if Reece and I are singing. No doubt you're getting some of our groovy genes..JPG)
Dance to the Music seems so appropriate this week, and thus I'll call you, Sly Stone.
For you young 'uns, it was a hit in 1968 (the year of my birth) and one of the first songs put in the genre of psychedelic soul. Dig it! Also, it is number 223 in Rolling Stones' list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.
Just so you know, Fleetwood (1997 album entitled The Dance), Garth Brooks (The Dance), David Bowie (Let's Dance) were other name options this week. ; )
But tried and true I'm a Disco Momma, and so this week we will Dance to the Music.
Lord, thank you for music, for dancing, and for another day.
Turn on the radio and sway to the music. With his sense of movement well developed by now, your baby can feel you dance. And now that he's more than 11 inches long and weighs just over a pound (about as much as a large mango), you may be able to see him squirm underneath your clothes. Blood vessels in his lungs are developing to prepare for breathing, and the sounds that your baby's increasingly keen ears pick up are preparing his for entry into the outside world. Loud noises that become familiar now — such as your dog barking or the roar of the vacuum cleaner — probably won't faze him when she hears them outside the womb.
I often feel you kick when music is comes on, or if Reece and I are singing. No doubt you're getting some of our groovy genes.
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Dance to the Music seems so appropriate this week, and thus I'll call you, Sly Stone.For you young 'uns, it was a hit in 1968 (the year of my birth) and one of the first songs put in the genre of psychedelic soul. Dig it! Also, it is number 223 in Rolling Stones' list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.
Just so you know, Fleetwood (1997 album entitled The Dance), Garth Brooks (The Dance), David Bowie (Let's Dance) were other name options this week. ; )
But tried and true I'm a Disco Momma, and so this week we will Dance to the Music.
Lord, thank you for music, for dancing, and for another day.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Textbook
22 week appointment was this morning. First one Daddy missed. He stayed home sick today feeling so terrible. But, he picked a good one to miss.
No sono this week, just sweet, sweet sounds of the heartbeat (150 bpm).
I measured on track, my weight is right on track (8 1/2 lbs to date), and I passed all questions with flying colors. Dr H said we were 'textbook'.
Textbooks usually sound pretty boring, but not to me. I know God put you there, little boy, and there is nothing in the med books about that. There is some stuff, however, in another book that I'd like to think Dr H is also noting. ; )
Thank you, Lord, for another day. Textbook or not, it has already been written in your book. I am grateful.
No sono this week, just sweet, sweet sounds of the heartbeat (150 bpm).
I measured on track, my weight is right on track (8 1/2 lbs to date), and I passed all questions with flying colors. Dr H said we were 'textbook'.
Textbooks usually sound pretty boring, but not to me. I know God put you there, little boy, and there is nothing in the med books about that. There is some stuff, however, in another book that I'd like to think Dr H is also noting. ; )
Thank you, Lord, for another day. Textbook or not, it has already been written in your book. I am grateful.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Emmitt
22 weeks.
We're football fans. On this week #22, you're Emmitt.
I'd say based on your brother and our genes, you've got better chance to be a 5' 9" running back than an over 6ft QB or receiver. And, you've got some great dancing genes from your great grandparents. Some even say mom and I have some moves ourselves. ; )
At 11 inches (the length of a spaghetti squash) and almost 1 pound, your baby is starting to look like a miniature newborn. His lips, eyelids, and eyebrows are becoming more distinct, and he's even developing tiny tooth buds beneath his gums. His eyes have formed, but his irises (the colored part of the eye) still lack pigment. If you could see inside your womb, you'd be able to spot the fine hair (lanugo) that covers his body and the deep wrinkles on his skin, which he'll sport until he adds a padding of fat to fill them in. Inside his belly, his pancreas — essential for the production of some important hormones — is developing steadily.
Squash reminds me of something that Darren says a lot. If I (try to) hold in my stomach, he says, "Don't squish my baby." It always makes me laugh.
Maybe I'll try something with spaghetti squash this week. I've always meant to try it. It says you're good year round. ; )
And speaking of round, we may need more frequent belly shots, as you can pretty much call me 'Lil Round' this week. ; ) I've already had to ditch 1 pair of pregger pants b/c they dug into you. I dig you, sweet boy, but don't want anything digging into you (or me either!) My belly button is flattening more every day.
And, earlier this week, I was unable to restrain a slight bit of air that escaped my body. Sorry, Lisa! Seriously, is that happening already? If you think it's TMI, then just consider it a warning. ; )
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
We're football fans. On this week #22, you're Emmitt.
I'd say based on your brother and our genes, you've got better chance to be a 5' 9" running back than an over 6ft QB or receiver. And, you've got some great dancing genes from your great grandparents. Some even say mom and I have some moves ourselves. ; )
At 11 inches (the length of a spaghetti squash) and almost 1 pound, your baby is starting to look like a miniature newborn. His lips, eyelids, and eyebrows are becoming more distinct, and he's even developing tiny tooth buds beneath his gums. His eyes have formed, but his irises (the colored part of the eye) still lack pigment. If you could see inside your womb, you'd be able to spot the fine hair (lanugo) that covers his body and the deep wrinkles on his skin, which he'll sport until he adds a padding of fat to fill them in. Inside his belly, his pancreas — essential for the production of some important hormones — is developing steadily.
Squash reminds me of something that Darren says a lot. If I (try to) hold in my stomach, he says, "Don't squish my baby." It always makes me laugh.
Maybe I'll try something with spaghetti squash this week. I've always meant to try it. It says you're good year round. ; )
And speaking of round, we may need more frequent belly shots, as you can pretty much call me 'Lil Round' this week. ; ) I've already had to ditch 1 pair of pregger pants b/c they dug into you. I dig you, sweet boy, but don't want anything digging into you (or me either!) My belly button is flattening more every day.
And, earlier this week, I was unable to restrain a slight bit of air that escaped my body. Sorry, Lisa! Seriously, is that happening already? If you think it's TMI, then just consider it a warning. ; )
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
A Feeling
Your big brother felt you move tonight. Waaaayyyy cool.
He loved it and we loved it.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
He loved it and we loved it.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
A visual
We can see you bump and thump my belly, little boy.
I have been able to see your subtle movements for a while, but it's easier for me as I feel them inside too. Now, Daddy can see them.
And boy, do you like to dance. Oh, yes, there IS much to celebrate. <3
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I have been able to see your subtle movements for a while, but it's easier for me as I feel them inside too. Now, Daddy can see them.
And boy, do you like to dance. Oh, yes, there IS much to celebrate. <3
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Braxton
Braxton and not the Toni kind.
Tonight I'm feeling Braxton Hicks for the first time. Feels soooo early to have them. But, I keep hearing how I'm somehow sensitive to my body, including these kinds of things. They don't hurt, but is a tightening around my belly.
Planning to drink some water and relax on the couch w/ my hub.
Tonight I'm feeling Braxton Hicks for the first time. Feels soooo early to have them. But, I keep hearing how I'm somehow sensitive to my body, including these kinds of things. They don't hurt, but is a tightening around my belly.
Planning to drink some water and relax on the couch w/ my hub.
rejoicing and mourning
Sweet Millye passed out this bible verse last week on a little yellow piece of paper:
There are so many hurting, struggling, and mourning, it overwhelms me. Ted, Alissa, Caren, Angela and your family, Christy (whom I met today), Kim, Angie, are just a few. At the same moment that I rejoice this little bean sprout, I also ache and mourn with you.
This past week, I learned of another miscarriage and now a new life growing there. ; )
I know so many others that have been mourning and are also now rejoicing. Know that when I think of you, I still remember and pray for your pain and yet also celebrate with what God has now given you. Some of you have continued following this little blog, even while going through what you have been. I'm sooo humbled by that.
And there are others that are rejoicing with a new life God has planted, or healing that has begun. I am thinking of you, and celebrating with you each day.
Although I may not be bringing meals, calling, and coming to visit as much as I'd like (or in some cases at all), know that my heart is with you. Daily I think of you, mourn with you, rejoice with you, and pray for you.
I'm rejoicing AND mourning.
Love you.
<3
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.It sits on my kitchen window sill and I read it multiple times a day, as I'm in the kitchen a lot. Each time I see it, I think about many of you and what you've been going through.
Romans 12:15
There are so many hurting, struggling, and mourning, it overwhelms me. Ted, Alissa, Caren, Angela and your family, Christy (whom I met today), Kim, Angie, are just a few. At the same moment that I rejoice this little bean sprout, I also ache and mourn with you.This past week, I learned of another miscarriage and now a new life growing there. ; )
I know so many others that have been mourning and are also now rejoicing. Know that when I think of you, I still remember and pray for your pain and yet also celebrate with what God has now given you. Some of you have continued following this little blog, even while going through what you have been. I'm sooo humbled by that.
And there are others that are rejoicing with a new life God has planted, or healing that has begun. I am thinking of you, and celebrating with you each day.
Although I may not be bringing meals, calling, and coming to visit as much as I'd like (or in some cases at all), know that my heart is with you. Daily I think of you, mourn with you, rejoice with you, and pray for you.
I'm rejoicing AND mourning.
Love you.
<3
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Ty Bo
21 weeks!
Your baby now weighs about three-quarters of a pound and is approximately 10 1/2 inches long — the length of a carrot. You may soon feel like he's practicing martial arts as her initial fluttering movements turn into full-fledged kicks and nudges. You may also discover a pattern to his activity as you get to know him better. In other developments, your baby's eyebrows and lids are present now.
Ty Bo McDonald will be your name this week, as you are wiggling, squirming and kicking all throughout the day now. About 9-9:30pm, you consistently practice your taekwondo. Oh and about 30 minutes after I eat is more cardio-boxing time.
I'm feeling good these days. I've so enjoyed my some recent photography gigs, and can even still lay on the ground to shoot. ; ) Now, if I can just organize and manage my time to get the editing done, I'll be in great shape.
Reece has had a bit of a whiny week, which has made it a tougher one for both of us. But, I really treasure my time with him these days, knowing there will be a time soon when that will change sooo much. <3
Someone told me today that two is hard, and I told them I heard it is twice as hard. She said, "more than twice". Yikes. I am praying that the Lord prepare me for this time. I am also thankful for friends that I know will walk alongside me and my family. I pray to struggle well.
It is all worth it for this beautiful new life you will bring into our family, baby boy. You complete us.
I've been holding off getting your room ready, but it's been hard to wait. There is time. Maybe in another month or so...
but, in the mean time, thank you, Lord, for another day!
Your baby now weighs about three-quarters of a pound and is approximately 10 1/2 inches long — the length of a carrot. You may soon feel like he's practicing martial arts as her initial fluttering movements turn into full-fledged kicks and nudges. You may also discover a pattern to his activity as you get to know him better. In other developments, your baby's eyebrows and lids are present now.
Ty Bo McDonald will be your name this week, as you are wiggling, squirming and kicking all throughout the day now. About 9-9:30pm, you consistently practice your taekwondo. Oh and about 30 minutes after I eat is more cardio-boxing time.
I'm feeling good these days. I've so enjoyed my some recent photography gigs, and can even still lay on the ground to shoot. ; ) Now, if I can just organize and manage my time to get the editing done, I'll be in great shape.
Reece has had a bit of a whiny week, which has made it a tougher one for both of us. But, I really treasure my time with him these days, knowing there will be a time soon when that will change sooo much. <3
Someone told me today that two is hard, and I told them I heard it is twice as hard. She said, "more than twice". Yikes. I am praying that the Lord prepare me for this time. I am also thankful for friends that I know will walk alongside me and my family. I pray to struggle well.
It is all worth it for this beautiful new life you will bring into our family, baby boy. You complete us.
I've been holding off getting your room ready, but it's been hard to wait. There is time. Maybe in another month or so...
but, in the mean time, thank you, Lord, for another day!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
One of those moments
Today I had one of those moments.
I kept it quiet (and I think unnoticed), but it was a sweet one.
The room was filled with discussion about Job and his so called 'friends' who associated health, wealth, and prosperity with being right with God. Contrarily, they associated pain and suffering with sin. Since Job was suffering, he MUST have done something to deserve that.
Oh how I remember when we were trying to get pregnant with Reece, I thought maybe I didn't deserve a baby because of things I had done in my past. Praise you, Lord, that you are a God of grace.
I was listening to the discussion, but for a moment, there was another sound that I just closed my eyes and listened to. It was the sweet, sweet sounds of 4 babies cooing, gurgling, grunting, and babbling that caught my ear.
I remember the first few weeks at bible study so clearly, wondering why I was put in this group with soooo many newborns and pregnant women. God had brought me to a peace about not being able to have another child...but still, it seemed like a cruel joke.
Today, I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds, the very sounds that may have left me a little bitter months ago, fill me with something so different now.
My eyes pooled with tears as I felt overwhelmed with gratefulness.
Reece asked me last night with his head tilted slightly and his nose crinkled, "How'd that baby get in your belly?"
"God put it there, sweetie", I replied. (more on that later)
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
I kept it quiet (and I think unnoticed), but it was a sweet one.
The room was filled with discussion about Job and his so called 'friends' who associated health, wealth, and prosperity with being right with God. Contrarily, they associated pain and suffering with sin. Since Job was suffering, he MUST have done something to deserve that.
Oh how I remember when we were trying to get pregnant with Reece, I thought maybe I didn't deserve a baby because of things I had done in my past. Praise you, Lord, that you are a God of grace.
I was listening to the discussion, but for a moment, there was another sound that I just closed my eyes and listened to. It was the sweet, sweet sounds of 4 babies cooing, gurgling, grunting, and babbling that caught my ear.
I remember the first few weeks at bible study so clearly, wondering why I was put in this group with soooo many newborns and pregnant women. God had brought me to a peace about not being able to have another child...but still, it seemed like a cruel joke.
Today, I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds, the very sounds that may have left me a little bitter months ago, fill me with something so different now.
My eyes pooled with tears as I felt overwhelmed with gratefulness.
Reece asked me last night with his head tilted slightly and his nose crinkled, "How'd that baby get in your belly?"
"God put it there, sweetie", I replied. (more on that later)
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
2 and a Half Men
20 weeks today. We're half way there, and I officially am living with 2 and a half men. "Mennnn."
I still reach down, touch my belly, and get the warmest, sweetest surprise. It should have settled in by now I suppose, but I am still overwhelmed in the littlest of moments when I realize that it's ME that's pregnant. Oh how thankful I am.
You're at the halfway mark — congratulations! Your baby weighs about 10 1/2 ounces now. He's also around 6 1/2 inches long from head to bottom and about 10 inches from head to heel — the length of a banana. (The way your baby is measured changes now.) He's swallowing more these days, which is good practice for his digestive system. He's also producing meconium, a black, sticky by-product of digestion. This gooey substance will accumulate in his bowels, and you'll see it in his first soiled diaper (although some babies pass meconium in the womb or during delivery).
Bananas are a regular and a favorite around here, and reminds me of a very yummy non-chocolate desserts...Bananas Foster. Both Darren and Reece's middle name (and a precious 1 year old I know), that's what I'll call you this week, sweet boy...Foster.
You almost always kick when I'm talking about you, and now as I'm writing this. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE that.
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
I still reach down, touch my belly, and get the warmest, sweetest surprise. It should have settled in by now I suppose, but I am still overwhelmed in the littlest of moments when I realize that it's ME that's pregnant. Oh how thankful I am.
You're at the halfway mark — congratulations! Your baby weighs about 10 1/2 ounces now. He's also around 6 1/2 inches long from head to bottom and about 10 inches from head to heel — the length of a banana. (The way your baby is measured changes now.) He's swallowing more these days, which is good practice for his digestive system. He's also producing meconium, a black, sticky by-product of digestion. This gooey substance will accumulate in his bowels, and you'll see it in his first soiled diaper (although some babies pass meconium in the womb or during delivery).
Bananas are a regular and a favorite around here, and reminds me of a very yummy non-chocolate desserts...Bananas Foster. Both Darren and Reece's middle name (and a precious 1 year old I know), that's what I'll call you this week, sweet boy...Foster.
You almost always kick when I'm talking about you, and now as I'm writing this. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE that.
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Vacation Celebration
In celebration of your coming and our 8th wedding anniversary, mommy and daddy went on a little trip just us (and you of course). Your big brother was in tender, loving (and spoiled!) care with his Grandmama. Oh, you are going to love her!
We both love the blue, blue water of the ocean.
It reminds me of God in it's power and majesty, beauty, and best of all, the peace it brings.
As soon as we got here, we headed straight for a view of that water.
You will learn soon enough that Daddy loves fishing. This morning, he went fly fishing for redfish.
While I got up early, it was a relaxed start with breakfast for the two of us (me and you baby) in my jammies. As I munched, I thought about how daddy and I went fishing the day we found out we were pregnant with your big brother. When I was 3 months pregnant with him, we took a vacation (and him of course) at a fishing lodge. Oh how fun it is to be here again. I was so thankful to have the morning with you, sweet boy.
I was a lot cuter in my own mind than when I saw this picture daddy took of me (and you). But, I promised a belly picture, AND I am celebrating every day I get to carry you in there. I won't be wearing bikini's for long (or maybe ever again), but today at the pool, I did. ; )
People are noticing that I'm pregnant now and often not afraid to ask when you're due. Others comment on how I've popped out, and almost always I smile, agree, and say "thanks!".
I don't want to gain a ton of weight, but I'm not worrying much about that. I love my bump, being poochy, and all those comments about how big or cute it is. I'm sure as the heat of the summer strikes and you grow and grow, that will be harder to appreciate. But, I hope and pray that I don't lose this perspective.
I am so thankful to have you, my little baby boy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
We both love the blue, blue water of the ocean.
It reminds me of God in it's power and majesty, beauty, and best of all, the peace it brings.
As soon as we got here, we headed straight for a view of that water.
You will learn soon enough that Daddy loves fishing. This morning, he went fly fishing for redfish. While I got up early, it was a relaxed start with breakfast for the two of us (me and you baby) in my jammies. As I munched, I thought about how daddy and I went fishing the day we found out we were pregnant with your big brother. When I was 3 months pregnant with him, we took a vacation (and him of course) at a fishing lodge. Oh how fun it is to be here again. I was so thankful to have the morning with you, sweet boy.
I was a lot cuter in my own mind than when I saw this picture daddy took of me (and you). But, I promised a belly picture, AND I am celebrating every day I get to carry you in there. I won't be wearing bikini's for long (or maybe ever again), but today at the pool, I did. ; )
People are noticing that I'm pregnant now and often not afraid to ask when you're due. Others comment on how I've popped out, and almost always I smile, agree, and say "thanks!". I don't want to gain a ton of weight, but I'm not worrying much about that. I love my bump, being poochy, and all those comments about how big or cute it is. I'm sure as the heat of the summer strikes and you grow and grow, that will be harder to appreciate. But, I hope and pray that I don't lose this perspective.
I am so thankful to have you, my little baby boy.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Mater
na-na-na-na 19...weeks.
Your baby's sensory development is exploding! His brain is designating specialized areas for smell, taste, hearing, vision, and touch. Some research suggests that he may be able to hear your voice now, so don't be shy about reading aloud, talking to him, or singing a happy tune if the mood strikes you.
Your baby weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. His arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of his body now. His kidneys continue to make urine and the hair on his scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on his skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid.
Oh I hope his hair is growing, Reece didn't have any for about a year, I think.
I can tell some great growth has been going on in there, sweet baby, because people are starting to notice my belly.
They glance down a lot. And every now and then a friend can't resist and will touch my belly. I love it all.
This week, I'll call you Mater. I love Mater, both WITH and WITHOUT the tuh. Kirsten says that I think just about anything is better by adding a tomato to it. Today, I agree with her. <3
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Later, Mater.
Your baby's sensory development is exploding! His brain is designating specialized areas for smell, taste, hearing, vision, and touch. Some research suggests that he may be able to hear your voice now, so don't be shy about reading aloud, talking to him, or singing a happy tune if the mood strikes you.
Your baby weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. His arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of his body now. His kidneys continue to make urine and the hair on his scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on his skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid.
Oh I hope his hair is growing, Reece didn't have any for about a year, I think.
I can tell some great growth has been going on in there, sweet baby, because people are starting to notice my belly.
They glance down a lot. And every now and then a friend can't resist and will touch my belly. I love it all.
This week, I'll call you Mater. I love Mater, both WITH and WITHOUT the tuh. Kirsten says that I think just about anything is better by adding a tomato to it. Today, I agree with her. <3
Thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Later, Mater.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Alexander
18 weeks.
"Head to rump, your baby is approximately 5 1/2 inches long (about the length of a bell pepper) and weighs almost 7 ounces. He's busy flexing his arms and legs — movements that you'll start noticing more and more in the weeks ahead. His genitals are noticeable now..."
Noticable...I'll say!
Oh and my little wiggle worm, you are soooo busy. The dr told me where your head was but I already knew. Your legs kick and kick on the left. While you move around a lot, you typically kick on that side. : )
We're still no closer on a name, so this week I'll call you Alexander Graham. ; )
Thank you, Lord, for kicking legs, for boys, and for another day.
"Head to rump, your baby is approximately 5 1/2 inches long (about the length of a bell pepper) and weighs almost 7 ounces. He's busy flexing his arms and legs — movements that you'll start noticing more and more in the weeks ahead. His genitals are noticeable now..."
Noticable...I'll say!
Oh and my little wiggle worm, you are soooo busy. The dr told me where your head was but I already knew. Your legs kick and kick on the left. While you move around a lot, you typically kick on that side. : )
We're still no closer on a name, so this week I'll call you Alexander Graham. ; )
Thank you, Lord, for kicking legs, for boys, and for another day.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Official
Friday's sono made it official.
He was a wiggle worm; Dr. H even used that term!
Other details:
- I gained 4 1/2 lbs total in the pregnancy so far. Dr H. thought that was good. ; )
- It was our first tummy measurement. He measuring right on track.
- The sono estimated Aug 15th, which 1 day after our due date. Reece often measured 1 day after too. Sometimes I couldn't remember if his due date was Dec 22nd or 23rd. He came right on time. I wonder if this little guy will.
Most importantly, he looks great. We saw every part, including the umbilical cord which is amazingly thick. Dr H is pretty great with the machine, because seriously that guy was moving around soooo much I couldn't contain my laughter, which didn't help either. ; )
Reece was done halfway through and ready for his lollipop. He didn't ask Dr H any questions this time, but asked specifically NOT to hear the heartbeat. The sound creeps him out a bit, even though I told him how important it was and why it makes that sound. He's a cutie, and Dr H obliged. We saw that heart beating though, and it still makes time stand still a little.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
He was a wiggle worm; Dr. H even used that term! Other details:
- I gained 4 1/2 lbs total in the pregnancy so far. Dr H. thought that was good. ; )
- It was our first tummy measurement. He measuring right on track.
- The sono estimated Aug 15th, which 1 day after our due date. Reece often measured 1 day after too. Sometimes I couldn't remember if his due date was Dec 22nd or 23rd. He came right on time. I wonder if this little guy will.
Most importantly, he looks great. We saw every part, including the umbilical cord which is amazingly thick. Dr H is pretty great with the machine, because seriously that guy was moving around soooo much I couldn't contain my laughter, which didn't help either. ; )
Reece was done halfway through and ready for his lollipop. He didn't ask Dr H any questions this time, but asked specifically NOT to hear the heartbeat. The sound creeps him out a bit, even though I told him how important it was and why it makes that sound. He's a cutie, and Dr H obliged. We saw that heart beating though, and it still makes time stand still a little.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
2 perfect little eggs
In writing an annversary poem two nights ago, I glanced back at this past year on my blog. It revealed another piece to the story I hadn't noticed.
April 19th, just 9 days after the bean plant grew 2 sprouts,
I blogged....JPG)
A little dove made it's nest in the tree in the backyard.
She flew away promptly when we were taking a look,
and revealed 2 perfect little eggs.
Two perfect little eggs. I broke into tears the other night when I saw the picture again and then read the 2 lines below. Somehow I had missed it.
And then today, I realized this. The title of the post was "#2 is number 1." We had gone to FW to see Dylan's baseball game. He's the 2nd of 2 children, 2 boys. And on that day, he wore the number 2 on his jersey.
I'm just sayin'. (but really, I'm just crying a big blubbery mess over here.)
Today at bible study, tears streamed down my face as I sang,
"Who am I"...
"Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are"
(I didn't include them all, here, but EVERY WORD hits home. Click here and take just a sec to read them again.)
Not because of who I am or anything I've done, Lord, but because of who you are and what you've done.
Lord, let me not be complacent about the miracle you have done here, the incredible love and grace you've shown us, and the joy and gratefulness I have because of it.
Thank you, Lord, that I am yours.
And, thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
My heart grieves for a friend that didn't get another one today.
Lord, catch them now; they're falling, and tell them who they are...they are yours.
April 19th, just 9 days after the bean plant grew 2 sprouts,
I blogged...
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A little dove made it's nest in the tree in the backyard.She flew away promptly when we were taking a look,
and revealed 2 perfect little eggs.
Two perfect little eggs. I broke into tears the other night when I saw the picture again and then read the 2 lines below. Somehow I had missed it.
And then today, I realized this. The title of the post was "#2 is number 1." We had gone to FW to see Dylan's baseball game. He's the 2nd of 2 children, 2 boys. And on that day, he wore the number 2 on his jersey.
I'm just sayin'. (but really, I'm just crying a big blubbery mess over here.)
Today at bible study, tears streamed down my face as I sang,
"Who am I"...
"Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are"
(I didn't include them all, here, but EVERY WORD hits home. Click here and take just a sec to read them again.)
Not because of who I am or anything I've done, Lord, but because of who you are and what you've done.
Lord, let me not be complacent about the miracle you have done here, the incredible love and grace you've shown us, and the joy and gratefulness I have because of it.
Thank you, Lord, that I am yours.
And, thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
My heart grieves for a friend that didn't get another one today.
Lord, catch them now; they're falling, and tell them who they are...they are yours.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Daddy's turn
Pete (no that's not his real name, see previous post) was moving around late tonight. I grabbed Darren's hand and HE FELT IT!
He felt you move, sweet boy.
I have a feeling I may call you a monkey man just like I did your brother.
Oh such a great moment to remember tonight on the evening before our 8th anniversary.
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In other notes, somehow I gained 20 pounds in the past 3 days. I feel like I did anyway. Perhaps that growth spurt you were on last week, caught up with me. Even a friend I see often agreed I had grown. Well, you have grown, baby boy, and for that I am so grateful.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
He felt you move, sweet boy.
I have a feeling I may call you a monkey man just like I did your brother.
Oh such a great moment to remember tonight on the evening before our 8th anniversary.
~~~
In other notes, somehow I gained 20 pounds in the past 3 days. I feel like I did anyway. Perhaps that growth spurt you were on last week, caught up with me. Even a friend I see often agreed I had grown. Well, you have grown, baby boy, and for that I am so grateful.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Sexy & Seventeen
This week I got my greys covered and a new sassy do.
I figured we were due for a belly shot and the timing was perfect.
Seventeen weeks.
It truly surprises me how little my belly looks. From my point of view, it's much larger. And, I've already found myself rubbing it all the time...sweet baby boy.
Your baby's skeleton is changing from soft cartilage to bone, and the umbilical cord — his lifeline to the placenta — is growing stronger and thicker. Your baby weighs 5 ounces now (about as much as a turnip), and he's around 5 inches long from head to bottom. He can move his joints, and his sweat glands are starting to develop.
With your little sweat glands progressing, I can think of no better, funnier name for you this week than Pete Schweddy. If that makes you turnip your nose, well consider this...'Bone Head' was another option. ; ) Hope that made a few of you giggle.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I figured we were due for a belly shot and the timing was perfect.
Seventeen weeks.
It truly surprises me how little my belly looks. From my point of view, it's much larger. And, I've already found myself rubbing it all the time...sweet baby boy.
Your baby's skeleton is changing from soft cartilage to bone, and the umbilical cord — his lifeline to the placenta — is growing stronger and thicker. Your baby weighs 5 ounces now (about as much as a turnip), and he's around 5 inches long from head to bottom. He can move his joints, and his sweat glands are starting to develop.With your little sweat glands progressing, I can think of no better, funnier name for you this week than Pete Schweddy. If that makes you turnip your nose, well consider this...'Bone Head' was another option. ; ) Hope that made a few of you giggle.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Daily dose
Still not craving much yet, although carbs, cheese, and fries usually sound the best. However, I've been eating pretty well, including a daily dose of a homemade smoothie..jpg)
With Reece, I regularly got Strawberry Patches (no sugar or honey, add blueberry) from the Smoothie Factory. This time, I'm making my own.
Reece is a HUGE fan too, requesting one just about every morning.
To remember my morning delight, here's the usual recipe:
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
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With Reece, I regularly got Strawberry Patches (no sugar or honey, add blueberry) from the Smoothie Factory. This time, I'm making my own.Reece is a HUGE fan too, requesting one just about every morning.
To remember my morning delight, here's the usual recipe:
- unflavored protein powderThat's your daily dose, little guy. I hope you like it.
- 1 banana
- frozen strawberries
- frozen blueberries
- (sometimes) frozen pineapple
- (sometimes) flax seed meal
- splash of Valencia orange juice (fav o.j. it's even more delicious than Simply Orange.)
- a little water
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Sweet Sixteen
16 weeks. Sooo sweet.
Get ready for a growth spurt. In the next few weeks, your baby will double his weight and add inches to his length. Right now, he's about the size of an avocado: 4 1/2 inches long (head to rump) and 3 1/2 ounces. His legs are much more developed, his head is more erect than it has been, and his eyes have moved closer to the front of his head. His ears are close to their final position, too.
The patterning of his scalp has begun, though his locks aren't recognizable yet. He's even started growing toenails. And there's a lot happening inside as well. For example, his heart is now pumping about 25 quarts of blood each day, and this amount will continue to increase as your baby continues to develop.
Avocados immediately make me think of Reece's first experience with them: Ralph A. Cado. Hmmm, I think I'll pass on that name this week. ; )
Instead, I'm celebrating this sweet sixteen with candles.
Baby, this week, you are my little Jake Ryan.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Get ready for a growth spurt. In the next few weeks, your baby will double his weight and add inches to his length. Right now, he's about the size of an avocado: 4 1/2 inches long (head to rump) and 3 1/2 ounces. His legs are much more developed, his head is more erect than it has been, and his eyes have moved closer to the front of his head. His ears are close to their final position, too.
The patterning of his scalp has begun, though his locks aren't recognizable yet. He's even started growing toenails. And there's a lot happening inside as well. For example, his heart is now pumping about 25 quarts of blood each day, and this amount will continue to increase as your baby continues to develop.
Avocados immediately make me think of Reece's first experience with them: Ralph A. Cado. Hmmm, I think I'll pass on that name this week. ; )
Instead, I'm celebrating this sweet sixteen with candles.
Baby, this week, you are my little Jake Ryan.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
apple Mac
Today starts 15 weeks.
Your growing baby now measures about 4 inches long, crown to rump, and weighs in at about 2 1/2 ounces (about the size of an apple). He's busy moving amniotic fluid through his nose and upper respiratory tract, which helps the primitive air sacs in his lungs begin to develop. His legs are growing longer than his arms now, and he can move all of his joints and limbs. Although his eyelids are still fused shut, he can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at your tummy, for instance, he's likely to move away from the beam.
Being fairly certain you are a boy hasn't made thinking of names any easier for us. It is sooo hard. I mentioned a few to Darren, none of which he liked. The one he suggested, I didn't like.
We've got plenty of time for that, my little wiggle worm.
For now, or this week at least, I'll call you Mac, apple Mac.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Your growing baby now measures about 4 inches long, crown to rump, and weighs in at about 2 1/2 ounces (about the size of an apple). He's busy moving amniotic fluid through his nose and upper respiratory tract, which helps the primitive air sacs in his lungs begin to develop. His legs are growing longer than his arms now, and he can move all of his joints and limbs. Although his eyelids are still fused shut, he can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at your tummy, for instance, he's likely to move away from the beam.
Being fairly certain you are a boy hasn't made thinking of names any easier for us. It is sooo hard. I mentioned a few to Darren, none of which he liked. The one he suggested, I didn't like.
We've got plenty of time for that, my little wiggle worm.
For now, or this week at least, I'll call you Mac, apple Mac.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Mixed
I've been feeling so much better.
The congestion is still major, but I will absolutely take that over nausea and headaches. I will take that ANY DAY. I've got much more energy and even my smiles are back.
But...some news this week and the past couple of weeks just aches my heart immensely. While so many women seem to be pregnant right now, I know a few that are suffering through miscarriage and loss. I have burst into tears for these women.
Why them. Why not me?
I go back 9 weeks when I had similar thoughts.
What I do know is that I'm no one special. I'm no more special, Godly, righteous, or worthy of a blessing than these women. I am definitely no more worthy.
God, please be a shelter for these families with your love and hope for eternity.
Their faith has been inspirational. Your promises are even greater.
Thank you for this little bean sprout. Know that I hold onto it tightly, preciously, and with great, great thankfulness.
My heart aches in pain for them, and it also aches with gratefulness for what You've given us. Every day right now feels a little mixed.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
The congestion is still major, but I will absolutely take that over nausea and headaches. I will take that ANY DAY. I've got much more energy and even my smiles are back.
But...some news this week and the past couple of weeks just aches my heart immensely. While so many women seem to be pregnant right now, I know a few that are suffering through miscarriage and loss. I have burst into tears for these women.
Why them. Why not me?
I go back 9 weeks when I had similar thoughts.
What I do know is that I'm no one special. I'm no more special, Godly, righteous, or worthy of a blessing than these women. I am definitely no more worthy.
God, please be a shelter for these families with your love and hope for eternity.
Their faith has been inspirational. Your promises are even greater.
Thank you for this little bean sprout. Know that I hold onto it tightly, preciously, and with great, great thankfulness.
My heart aches in pain for them, and it also aches with gratefulness for what You've given us. Every day right now feels a little mixed.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Funny face
Today starts 14 weeks.
"Welcome to the second trimester! Your baby can now squint, frown, grimace, pee, and possibly suck his thumb. Thanks to brain impulses, his facial muscles are getting a workout as his tiny features form one expression after another. His kidneys are producing urine, which he releases into the amniotic fluid around him — a process he'll keep up until birth. He can grasp, too, and if you're having an ultrasound now, you may even catch him sucking his thumb. In other news: Your baby's stretching out. From head to bottom, he measures 3 1/2 inches — about the size of a lemon — and he weighs 1 1/2 ounces."
I'd squint and make funny faces too if I was a lemon. ; )
I love to hear about the expressions right now.
That's one thing I'm full of.
While Reece has Darren's handsome looks, he certainly has my expressions and chatty mouth. So, I'd like to think this week is when our little baby is getting all of my funny faces.
And that puts a smile on this momma's face.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
"Welcome to the second trimester! Your baby can now squint, frown, grimace, pee, and possibly suck his thumb. Thanks to brain impulses, his facial muscles are getting a workout as his tiny features form one expression after another. His kidneys are producing urine, which he releases into the amniotic fluid around him — a process he'll keep up until birth. He can grasp, too, and if you're having an ultrasound now, you may even catch him sucking his thumb. In other news: Your baby's stretching out. From head to bottom, he measures 3 1/2 inches — about the size of a lemon — and he weighs 1 1/2 ounces."
I'd squint and make funny faces too if I was a lemon. ; )
I love to hear about the expressions right now.
That's one thing I'm full of.
While Reece has Darren's handsome looks, he certainly has my expressions and chatty mouth. So, I'd like to think this week is when our little baby is getting all of my funny faces.
And that puts a smile on this momma's face.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Oh brother
Today was our 13 week appointment, and oh so fun.
Everything looked great including the heartbeat, which we got to hear again (153 bpm). Reece isn't a fan of the heartbeat sound, but did like seeing that little baby move..JPG)
The finger looks a little Red Raider-ish, but just before this pose it was sucking its thumb. So, I'd like to think the thumb was still wrapping around, and the baby was really pointing upward as so many paths leading to this day have..JPG)
We hunted around checking all sides and all the body parts, and learned something else. Dr. H doesn't usually call it this early, but once he told us where the two thigh bones were, we all agreed that we saw something.
BOY.
So, while it's not official just yet, for now we're saying Reece is having a baby brother. OH, BOY!
Everything looked great including the heartbeat, which we got to hear again (153 bpm). Reece isn't a fan of the heartbeat sound, but did like seeing that little baby move.
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The finger looks a little Red Raider-ish, but just before this pose it was sucking its thumb. So, I'd like to think the thumb was still wrapping around, and the baby was really pointing upward as so many paths leading to this day have..JPG)
We hunted around checking all sides and all the body parts, and learned something else. Dr. H doesn't usually call it this early, but once he told us where the two thigh bones were, we all agreed that we saw something.BOY.
So, while it's not official just yet, for now we're saying Reece is having a baby brother. OH, BOY!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
3 going on 6
I feel like I'm 3 months preganant going on 6. I'm so much bigger than with Reece, and already find myself sitting down a ton and taking those deep exasperating breaths.
I feel good though, especially for 6 months pregant. ; )
I've basically had nothing to report in the headache department since the 2nd acupuncture appointment and the nausea is significantly less too. Hallelujah! Eating often is important with both of those. The congestion is the only thing that won't let go. I sure wish it would, as it would be nice to one day breathe just a little through my nose again.
Even though I feel large, I haven't gained much actual weight...one or two pounds. That seems crazy as I look down at this tummy.
3 months or 6 months, I'm still so happy to be here.
And so thankful to be sharing this journey with some friends and neighbors too. Speaking of neighbors, we have 4 pregnant women on our very short block.
It's still hard to believe one of them is me.
8 babies within a year...so far. And one set of neighbors is FINALLY getting to bring their twin baby girls home today. Thank you, Lord!
Thank you for so many friends and so many blessings, and thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
I feel good though, especially for 6 months pregant. ; )
I've basically had nothing to report in the headache department since the 2nd acupuncture appointment and the nausea is significantly less too. Hallelujah! Eating often is important with both of those. The congestion is the only thing that won't let go. I sure wish it would, as it would be nice to one day breathe just a little through my nose again.
Even though I feel large, I haven't gained much actual weight...one or two pounds. That seems crazy as I look down at this tummy.
3 months or 6 months, I'm still so happy to be here.
And so thankful to be sharing this journey with some friends and neighbors too. Speaking of neighbors, we have 4 pregnant women on our very short block.
It's still hard to believe one of them is me.
8 babies within a year...so far. And one set of neighbors is FINALLY getting to bring their twin baby girls home today. Thank you, Lord!
Thank you for so many friends and so many blessings, and thank you, thank you, Lord, for another day.
Monday, February 9, 2009
For him
There is more to the story of this miracle that I haven't shared yet.
And it's a very important piece.
Back in April '07, I got my second big memory verse: 1 Peter 3: 1-5.
Read the post here.
I'd been praying this same prayer for years, but God showed me that being the kind of wife He designed me to be, was one of the most important things I could do. So, I began focusing more on my guy, or maybe it's better to say I focused more on things that would bless him, sometimes just in little ways. Mainly, I tried to focus on being more righteous than right, which was a big one for this prideful gal.
Once we became ready to try for a child, I prayed to God for wisdom. I prayed often and throughout the process. Many people prayed for us and with me. I prayed for another child, I prayed for wisdom in what to do, I prayed for God's will. And, sometimes, I just sat and tried to listen.
And when I just listened, I consistently got the same answer.
I knew it was God because it was kind of a strange answer...
Oh, but how it wasn't.
God was planning a miracle.
It was a miracle grand enough to address at least two of my biggest prayers in one. It was also a miracle that couldn't go unnoticed. Doctors said invitro was it. My God said He was.
My guy now knows this little bean sprout is absolutely a gift from God. Without question.
This miracle wasn't for me. And, it wasn't for Reece to have a sibling to grow up with.
It was for him...even just to see a glimpse of the love his Father has for him.
We asked, we sought, we knocked. God gave us peace.
And then God gave us the most unexpected, unbelievable, undeserved gift.
I am COMPLETELY overwhelmed by this gift, Lord, not just because of the little life that grows inside of me, but how You answered my prayers and brought my love one bit closer to You.
Soaked right now with tears of thankfulness, thank you, Lord, for another day. May your great name known by my love and all those that you love, Lord.
AMEN.
And it's a very important piece.
Back in April '07, I got my second big memory verse: 1 Peter 3: 1-5.
Read the post here.
I'd been praying this same prayer for years, but God showed me that being the kind of wife He designed me to be, was one of the most important things I could do. So, I began focusing more on my guy, or maybe it's better to say I focused more on things that would bless him, sometimes just in little ways. Mainly, I tried to focus on being more righteous than right, which was a big one for this prideful gal.
Once we became ready to try for a child, I prayed to God for wisdom. I prayed often and throughout the process. Many people prayed for us and with me. I prayed for another child, I prayed for wisdom in what to do, I prayed for God's will. And, sometimes, I just sat and tried to listen.
And when I just listened, I consistently got the same answer.
I knew it was God because it was kind of a strange answer...
"Focus on him."Here I was praying for a child, praying for wisdom to try, not to try, to intervene, to not, etc..., and this 'answer' about my guy seemed out of place.
Oh, but how it wasn't.
God was planning a miracle.
It was a miracle grand enough to address at least two of my biggest prayers in one. It was also a miracle that couldn't go unnoticed. Doctors said invitro was it. My God said He was.
My guy now knows this little bean sprout is absolutely a gift from God. Without question.
This miracle wasn't for me. And, it wasn't for Reece to have a sibling to grow up with.
It was for him...even just to see a glimpse of the love his Father has for him.
We asked, we sought, we knocked. God gave us peace.
And then God gave us the most unexpected, unbelievable, undeserved gift.
I am COMPLETELY overwhelmed by this gift, Lord, not just because of the little life that grows inside of me, but how You answered my prayers and brought my love one bit closer to You.
Soaked right now with tears of thankfulness, thank you, Lord, for another day. May your great name known by my love and all those that you love, Lord.
AMEN.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Shrimpy
13 weeks
Fingerprints have formed on your baby's tiny fingertips, veins and organs are clearly visible through the still-thin skin, and the body is starting to catch up with the head — which makes up just a third of its body size now. If you're having a girl, she now has more than 2 million eggs in her ovaries. Your baby is almost 3 inches long (the size of a medium shrimp) and weighs nearly an ounce. As you start your second trimester, most of your baby's critical development will be completed and your odds of miscarriage drop considerably.
Sooo cool. The stuff about the eggs is A-mazing. Can you believe we get our eggs THIS early? Who can think life hasn't started, when preparation for a future life already has?
And, that which people will later use to identify us (fingerprints) have already been formed?
God knew AS I was just 13 weeks inside my mommy, that two of those two million eggs would bless us with Reece and this little shrimp. Man, I'm thankful for those eggs.
This week, I made two trips to the acupuncturist for headaches. I waited entirely too long for relief. I really need to learn to take better care of myself rather than soldiering through things.
It helped. The day after my first appointment was my best day in weeks, maybe months. The days since my second have been even better. I still have some nausea, tiredness, and sinuses, but the headaches are no longer in the driver's seat and I am so thankful for the relief.
Went out for seafood with some gal friends on Friday. I actually substituted the shrimp with extra crab meat. There's room for just 1 special shrimp right now. ; )
Although you may be shrimpy, know there is whale-sized love for you in my heart.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Fingerprints have formed on your baby's tiny fingertips, veins and organs are clearly visible through the still-thin skin, and the body is starting to catch up with the head — which makes up just a third of its body size now. If you're having a girl, she now has more than 2 million eggs in her ovaries. Your baby is almost 3 inches long (the size of a medium shrimp) and weighs nearly an ounce. As you start your second trimester, most of your baby's critical development will be completed and your odds of miscarriage drop considerably.
Sooo cool. The stuff about the eggs is A-mazing. Can you believe we get our eggs THIS early? Who can think life hasn't started, when preparation for a future life already has?
And, that which people will later use to identify us (fingerprints) have already been formed?
God knew AS I was just 13 weeks inside my mommy, that two of those two million eggs would bless us with Reece and this little shrimp. Man, I'm thankful for those eggs.
This week, I made two trips to the acupuncturist for headaches. I waited entirely too long for relief. I really need to learn to take better care of myself rather than soldiering through things.
It helped. The day after my first appointment was my best day in weeks, maybe months. The days since my second have been even better. I still have some nausea, tiredness, and sinuses, but the headaches are no longer in the driver's seat and I am so thankful for the relief.
Went out for seafood with some gal friends on Friday. I actually substituted the shrimp with extra crab meat. There's room for just 1 special shrimp right now. ; )
Although you may be shrimpy, know there is whale-sized love for you in my heart.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Feel
Baby, I can feel you.
I felt you move today twice. Once leaning forward at the computer, and once after coughing in the shower.
Absolute joy...and maybe a few tears.
These are still, simple, incredible moments just for the two of us right now.
I treasure them.
I love you, baby. You will always be so loved and so special to my heart.
I can't wait to tell you of your story.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
I felt you move today twice. Once leaning forward at the computer, and once after coughing in the shower.
Absolute joy...and maybe a few tears.
These are still, simple, incredible moments just for the two of us right now.
I treasure them.
I love you, baby. You will always be so loved and so special to my heart.
I can't wait to tell you of your story.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
LIMErick
Baby, at 12 weeks, I still feel quite sick
For just a wee lime, that’s quite a trick
"The most dramatic development this week: Reflexes.
Your baby's fingers will soon begin to open and close, toes will curl, eye muscles will clench, and its mouth will make sucking movements.
In fact, if you prod your abdomen, your baby will squirm in response, although you won't be able to feel it. Its intestines, which have grown so fast that they protrude into the umbilical cord, will start to move into its abdominal cavity about now, and its kidneys will begin excreting urine into his bladder. From crown to rump, your baby-to-be is just over two inches long (about the size of a lime) and weighs half an ounce."
Lord, thank you for limericks and thank you for rhymes.
But thank you, even more so, for little limes.
For just a wee lime, that’s quite a trick
Gagging on my own spitYet e’er grateful for your lil’ heart tick
Headaches that never quit
"The most dramatic development this week: Reflexes.
Your baby's fingers will soon begin to open and close, toes will curl, eye muscles will clench, and its mouth will make sucking movements.
In fact, if you prod your abdomen, your baby will squirm in response, although you won't be able to feel it. Its intestines, which have grown so fast that they protrude into the umbilical cord, will start to move into its abdominal cavity about now, and its kidneys will begin excreting urine into his bladder. From crown to rump, your baby-to-be is just over two inches long (about the size of a lime) and weighs half an ounce."
Lord, thank you for limericks and thank you for rhymes.
But thank you, even more so, for little limes.
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