Confirmed

I had my gender confirmation ultrasound today. Yep…it’s all there and still a boy. I was so excited to see the lil guy. There he was in all his glory kicking up his legs like he already didn’t have enough room, if that is a sign to come…oh good grief. Thankfully I can’t feel him yet because he was going at it. All the excitement may have been from the vanilla chi latte I had this morning. Whoo hoo…caffeine! I’ll post the pix shortly.

I was relieved to see him again moving around, from his profile it showed his full lips, piggy nose like mine and his brother. Beautiful…simply beautiful.

A friend of mine had her baby January 15th; she is the first of four of us that work together to ‘shoot one out’ as someone referred to it the other day. A few of us went to see her yesterday. That was the littlest 9lb baby I’ve ever seen. Of course I’m used to a 42 pound baby…well…boy. Luke was precious. I just wanted to eat him up.

Our new washer and dryer were delivered yesterday. Thanks hon…but I’ve noticed an interesting trend…my hubby has now become obsessed with doing laundry. He was mumbling something about knocking down walls and redesigning the laundry room last night. I left him alone with his obsessing. He is most likely having blue prints drawn up as I type. I’m not crazy…he can keep on…keeping on.

Week 16

Ready to hear the baby’s heartbeat again.

This weekend was very productive for the family. Saturday morning the hubby spent some time with the boy so I could get my home office in order. It’s been a pit for the last 6 months. In cleaning up I found my comforter from when I was in my apartment which is in perfectly good shape we just didn’t have a place for it…well now we do. I converted the futon into a bed and readied it for sleeping, complete with comforter, which gave me more room in the closet to ‘hide’ stuff as the hubby puts it. Having this available will help on those nights when I can’t sleep, i.e. the hubby is snoring to loud. Also when the baby comes I reckon I’ll spend the first few months up there so the hubby can get quality sleep to go into work and when we start trading sleep days someone will get some good rest in our bed. Bottom line…YAY! Big accomplishment!

The organization bug hit hubby as well as he cleaned out both pantries which is perfect since he again accuses me of ‘hiding’ things. This way he knows where everything is. Saturday night we had sushi…well…I had fake sushi but I tell myself it is the real thing so I won’t crave it so bad. It was good and I topped it off with raspberry zingers.

Sunday the boy and I headed down south to meet some friends at the Bayou Animal Park in Alvin. I never knew this existed. It is an animal park where the animal roam free and you get to feed them from the tram. As soon as we pulled into the park in our car we were attached by an ostrich, some Emu’s and a couple of Lama’s. I stopped to let some dear pass and an Ostrich came up and started pecking on my window. The Llama was on the other side trying to get our attention…it was really quite a scene.

After lunch we boarded a tram with our feed. The trip lasted about 30 minutes and the kids really enjoyed it. We saw all kinds of animals Lemurs, Ostrichs, Llamas, Deer, Zonkey, Rhino, I got to pet a Longhorn and a Camel. We also saw Zebras, Bison, 10 ft Alligator (which I did not pet) and various other animals. It was really nice, a bit pricey and probably only worth going a couple of times a year (Fall and Spring). I would go back. The kids were tired (except for mine).

The hubby stayed home and cleaned out the laundry room…we are getting a new washing machine and dryer delivered on Tuesday and that room was just another pit. The hubby surprised me last week by asking me to come take a look a few W/D and he said he didn’t like the fact it takes me more than two days to do a weeks worth of laundry and it was only going to worse with the little one so why not. He takes care of me. I can’t EVEN explain how much I loathe to do laundry. Well…let’s say I loathe doing more than three loads of laundry with more still waiting.

I have an ultrasound on Thursday. I am very much anticipating this appointment as we will be able to hear and see the baby. I guess because I’m bigger than last time and not yet feeling him regularly I’m getting ansy. I just want that reassurance everything is ok. Like I said last week I am still naucous and my boobs still hurt so I tell myself that’s something. I think I feel flutters every now and again but nothing regular and I don’t know if that is my mind wanting to think it is the baby moving or it really is. I think too much sometimes.

The boy is doing pretty good. We are getting better with the tantrums but he is very strong-willed and still wants to do what he wants first then he will ‘consider’ what you are asking. I don’t want to use excuses but he is three and we are seeing progress. Good days and bad days.

I also think he is warming up to the realization he is having a brother and not a sister. He did start saying good night to ‘baby Sage’ this weekend and kissing my belly. It took him a few weeks to understand it is a boy named Sage in there instead of a girl named Sydney.

The hubby is talking to the baby as well. Since my belly is becoming more pronounced it is something he can’t help but see every time he looks at me. He is happy just a lot to do between now and then. We’re an excellent team and we’ll get there.

More on Thursday after my doctor appmt.

OOOH…I think I felt him move a couple of times…he LOVES cherry limades I’m suspecting.

Week 15

I’m feeling better this week as far as the pregnancy goes. I seem to have a bit more energy and my appetite has allowed me to consume healthy foods instead of junk. That’s a good sign. I’ve been feeling flutters at night off and on. For whatever reason concern is in the back of my head, I think it is because I am feeling good that I’m wondering if I’m still pregnant. I haven’t felt the flutters in a couple of days but other than that I have other reason to feel that way. I must just have to have something to worry about. I have read that it is normal to have those feelings. I have an ultrasound on Thursday so I am very much looking forward to that and I’m going to my OB on Friday. I’m sure all is well as I didn’t take my nausea meds last night and I felt nauseous this morning and almost spewed a couple of times.

I think we have settled on a name…Sage Logan. There is not a big selection of S names but I think the hubby did good as he came up with that combination. We are a family of 4’s now.

We’ve started our list of stuff to get done. Mostly organizing rooms right now, not really having anything specifically to do with the baby but it is prep work. Man…I would love to hire a personal organizer to come in and do all of it for me. I just don’t have the motivation to do anything. Today…I want to sleep badly.

California 2007

Nothing exciting happened getting ready or going to the airport. We were shocked to see it as crowded as it was. Our place left at 7:45a. I didn’t really know that many people flew the day after Christmas…the airport was packed.

The boy was excited as it was his first plane ride. He did great. Of course it wasn’t as relaxing for me as past plane rides but we made it…relatively unscathed. Thank god for portable DVD players. That helped tremendously.

We arrived in San Diego around 9:30ish, got our car and we were off to the hubby’s sister’s house to meet up with Nana, Papa, Mema and the cousins for breakfast. I was tired but it was very nice to see everyone and the kids immediately bonded. Stef offered to watch Seth while we went and checked in at the hotel and took a little nap. It was heavenly. So…this is what it is like to have family help. I so want to move to San Diego.

Thursday we went to Lego.land and everyone else in the city had the same plan. It was relatively crowded but it wasn’t unbearable. The hubby took lots of pictures and it was really cool to see what they can do with Le.go’s. It was a long day but finally we made it back to the hotel for a nap. Thankfully it was only 5 minutes away. That night we had dinner at Mema’s. It was nice…again the kids entertained each other and we adults got to talk. I had a nice conversation with the hubby’s mom. She’s a great lady.

Friday found us at Nana and Papa’s house for Christmas. We started with stockings, broke for breakfast and finished 8 hours later with the packages. Holy cow…talk about tired…I stared feeling icky by the end of the day. We ended up eating dinner at Claim Jumper. Do not recommend. Gnasty food and I paid for it about 1:30 in the morning when I saw it again…

Saturday I stayed in bed all day. I felt like ASS…like an asses ass. It was bad. Lack of sleep, no appetite, which is not good when you are pregnant…especially when you are pregnant cause the baby wants his food regardless. So I was forced to go to the store they had in the lobby and picked up Pringles and peanut M&M’s and a Diet Dr. Pepper. Hubby and the boy went to the hubby’s longtime friends house for brunch. I was sorry I missed it…but like I said…ASS.

It was nice of the hubby though to give me the day to recover. He spent the day with Stef then went over to Mema’s and they decided it would be good for the boy to have his first sleep over. And he did magnificently. Went to bed on time, stayed in his bed all night, woke up happy, had breakfast. Man…I wish we were in San Diego.

Sunday we went to pick the boy up then met the fam for brunch before heading out to the Aquarium. We had fun but the boy was grumpy and so was mommy. I started feeling worse and decided we all needed naps. I woke from my nap with a fever so the hubby took the boy to Mema’s for dinner to give me some more recovery time. Dinner didn’t settle right with the boy because at 2 am I was calling the front desk telling them soiled sheets were in the hallway and could they send up more. Also…doing laundry at time in the morning was stellar as well.

Needless to stay I didn’t recover very well and the boy did. It had to have been the vodka in the spaghetti sauce he had at Mema’s. Nice…Monday the hubby went to pick up Stef and they picked up some movies for me along with medicine my doctor’s office finally authorized. It was heavenly. The Waitress was a good movie, don’t waste your time with The Ex and there was one more I don’t remember what it was…forgettable obviously. But it was better than what was showing on tv. Happy new year everyone!

Tuesday we went to Balboa Park with Nana, Papa and Stef. It was really nice and finally I felt good. I still had my cold but the medicine was definitely helping to keep me going. That night we called Mema and asked if she would watch the boy so the hubby and I could go out for sushi with Stef. SHE SAID YES. Again…why don’t we live in San Diego again?

We ate at Sushi on the Rocks it was nice and pretty good stuff. Of course I could only order the cooked stuff which wasn’t as good as the real stuff in my opinion but it was WAY better than nothing as I have been craving it forever. We had great conversation and I really think Stef and I had an great chance to bond. It was really nice and I’m glad we did it.

Wednesday we had breakfast at Mema’s then took the kids to Moonlight beach. A beach the hubby hung out on as a kid. It was really nice and the boy loved the ocean. It was his first beach experience and even though the water was cold he played and played and got wet and laughed and loved every bit of it. I got such joy seeing him have his first experience. What a boy.

Wednesday night we went over to Stef’s for pizza and Nana and Papa joined us. They surprised us with a cake and an anniversary card. It was very thoughtful of them all. We were leaving the next day and wow…we were all ready to go home. I loved San Diego, would love to live there but man…home is home and it was time to get back.

Thursday was a long day. It started out very nice. It was our fourth anniversary. Happy anniversary baby. We started off to the airport and settled in for the ride home. Thankfully it was an hour less than going there so that helped. The boy did great, better than on the way out there and he actually managed to fall and stay asleep during landing. Crazy kid. We did it…our first family vacation via plane…in the books.

Christmas 2007

The holidays are here and I am not sure if it because we are leaving, being pregnant or the stuff going on with the hubby and I but I am just not in the holiday spirit. I didn’t want to put the Christmas tree up and I probably wouldn’t have if we didn’t have a three year old that would have been very disappointed.

Thankfully the hubby took care of most of the stuff for the boy. I did help with some internet shopping for his niece and nephew, the only way to go. We scaled WAY back on the boy this year but still manage to get a ton of stuff…nothing like living vicariously through your child…lol. We had tamales for dinner. We are left the day after Christmas so we didn’t want to cook a big ole meal. It was very tasty.

Christmas morning found us up and around about 7:45…late by the boy’s standards. He is usually up and around before 7. Thanks son. We opened stocking stuffers first which took over an hour. WOW! Then we had breakfast. The hubby made his French toast and I made bacon…REAL bacon. YUM-O!

With our bellies full we went commenced opening of packages. As much as we scaled back we still managed to overwhelm the boy. LOL. Whatever…this will be his last Christmas by himself so let him have fun. I gave the hubby a poster of the boy I made with different pictures taken throughout the year, an automatic wine chiller, a couple of work out shirts and best of all…drum roll please…IT’s A BOY! That’s right. I bought a boy outfit and wrapped it up. He was a bit freaked out because he really had his mind set on a girl. I had a few days to wrap my head around because I too thought it was a girl. Oh…and when we told the boy…not happy. “I don’t like boys…”. So…we will ease into that one. The hubby got me some great stuff…one that stands out was a Coach purse and wallet…uhm…WE WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BUY GIFTS! It was awesome and they are beautiful. He is always very generous and thoughtful when it comes to gifts.

We packed the rest of the day, only to stop for tamales for dinner. We wanted something low key since we were heading out for 9 days at the butt crack of dawn. And so our trip begins…

Someone Wanted to Say Hi!

I love reading other people’s blog about their pregnancy week by week and I told myself I would be diligent in documenting my next pregnancy. Well…here I am week 15 and I’m just now starting. So…here I begin.

The hubby and I decided to try and have another baby. We have one son who is now 3 so we thought it was time. We didn’t really start trying until September when I bought an ovulation kit and dear hubby was right on target! A couple of weeks later and bam…two lines…looks like we’re pregnant.

I went to see my OB at 8 weeks for pregnancy confirmation. I was very nervous for some reason and nauseous plus the hubby and I were going through some stuff. But…we’re working on it and I’m not going to go into detail about that.

First of all I LOVE my OB. She is everything a doctor should be...personable, sympathetic, cute, knowledgeable and just an overall good person. She radiates goodness. She is only a few years older than me and it is comforting to know she has done it all…four times to be exact and she knows exactly what I’m going through.

The doc did an ultrasound and there the baby was…heartbeat a blazin. The doc said she thought it may be a girl based on the heartbeat (188). Oh man…the hubby was ecstatic. That’s exactly what he wanted to hear. I told her about my nausea and feeling tired…really tired. I just don’t remember feeling this way with my first…even though I know every pregnancy is different. The doc confirmed that ‘her ladies’ (I love that she calls them that) on their second pregnancy ‘FEEL’ everything much more than the first time. More tired, more pains…more everything. So…I must be doing it right…I guess.

Because of my age…a ripe old 35…I’m considered higher risk for a baby born with downs or cystic fibrosis and any another number of abnormalities so the doc recommended we get a neural translucency test and blood work done to analyze the growth and health of the baby and we also get an early opportunity to find out the sex of the baby through blood work. I spoke to a few co-workers that had the same test done for various reasons and they assured me it was non evasive and very helpful…just as the doc had explained so…we did it.

At 12 weeks, Dec 20th, I went in for the neural translucency test. The baby wanted to say “Hi” as shown in the pic. Everything looks good via ultrasound…everything is where it should be, all 10 fingers and toes. Now we wait for the blood work. They are going to expedite the gender testing to get us results prior to Christmas. YAY…I think I won’t tell the hubby and let him open his present on Christmas morning.

The next day I had my monthly OB appointment. I did the fun stuff that normally happens at the once of year checkup. The beauty is the doc is fast and friendly and it’s over before it begins. We listened to the heartbeat and she was happy to hear the US went well. I had more blood draws and that freakin tech butchered my arm. Gotta love when they are in the middle of getting blood from your vein and they turn the needle almost sideways. “oops” was what she said…really…oops…that’s all you can come up with. Now I have I nice purplish veiny marks on my right arm…for the next couple of weeks.

I got a call from Wendy, the lady who said she would call me about the sex of the baby around 3p and…well…I can’t tell you now…the hubby doesn’t even know yet. So I am going to the store and buy and outfit to wrap up as a gift and let the hubby find out Christmas morning. Man…it’s going to be hard to keep to myself.

I picked the boy up from school and we went to my Granny’s house to do our Christmas. We are leaving for California on the 26th and because of family tension we try to keep a low profile around the holidays. My Aunt from Tennessee is in town and I wanted to make sure we all spent some time together before we/she left.

I had told my Granny about the baby a few weeks ago but asked her to keep it to herself. I haven’t figured out a way to tell my parents since I haven’t spoken to them in a year and a half and going on six months of not speaking with my sister. I still haven’t figured it out…I guess I need to talk to my counselor about that one.

I decided to go ahead and tell my Aunt, Papa and Uncle and I showed them the US pic. They thought it was great but I hated not telling them what it was…since I knew...but I desperately wanted to tell the hubby first. We all had a great visit, I was so happy my Aunt got to see the boy and we were able to see Granny and Papa before the holidays. They all know about the issue between my parents and are supportive and hopeful we will all work it out. Ya know…I hope so too.