Pool Day!

The other day we all went down to my sister's pool. We had a blast. B got some water wings from his cousin and was off in the kiddie pool floating around. He didn't want to be touched he just wanted to do his own thing. He would walk on his hands and let his feet float behind him, occasionally he would drink water but overall was pretty good at keeping his head up. He also has no fear of water. He would just walk up to he edge and jump right in. We had to keep a very close eye on him. They also had fountains at the pool and he loved running through those. Thank God the water was pretty warm because I too jumped in to cool off. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the pool wasn't all that busy. Prefect!

SSSHHHH it's a Secret.

I hate not telling our families the big news. It kills me every time we get together because I just want to blurt it out. Luckily when I am caving Mike is there to stop me and when Mike starts to cave I am there to stop him. We both agreed it would be best to wait and see a heartbeat before we told our families. We would like to get B man a shirt that says "I'm going to be a big brother", and see how long it takes people to notice, but it might just get blurted out anyways because we are so excited. We are also so nervous. Nervous about affording another baby, taking care of another baby, keeping this baby inside til its time, and all the other stuff that runs through your head.





So far ...





I am 4 weeks and 5 days pregnant





I am feeling tired and hungry all the time. I am emotional and sometimes irrational (sorry Mike). I feel bloated and fat already and I know that my belly button will stick out by the the end of the first trimester (its already pretty flat). I am also feeling very scared for morning sickness, if its anything like last time, I am screwed. Zofran is already on order. The knowing what is coming (morning sickness) is very stressful and I am trying to spend some good quality time with B because I probably won't be here soon.





My next ultrasound will be on the 4th of July and if all goes well I will tell my family. My first Dr. appoint is the 29th of July.





Stick baby stick!!!

A Father's Day I Won't Forget

By the time you read this the reality will have sunk in... I'm Pregnant...again! Mike and I have been trying for 9 months to have another baby. I'm not going lie, it has been frustrating. This time I decided to pee on those darn ovulation sticks everyday and make sure our timing was perfect because honestly at this point thethought of medication was becoming an option. So we did. And now we are! I knew that based off of when the sticks said I was going to ovulate that I could test father's day weekend and thought what a perfect present for my husband. So Saturday morning I got up earlier so that I could make Mike breakfast and snuck down stairs to pee on a pregnancy stick. I wasn't having high hopes, but did it anyways. I sat there and watched the dye move up the stick until it had completely saturated the control line. Looking before it I saw stark WHITE, nothing. Bummed out I went to make B's bottle and said to myself "why did you test on father's day?! Now your whole day is going to be ruined." I went back to throw out the stick and there it was, A SECOND LINE! I started shaking uncontrollably, at this point I had seen nothing but negative tests for 9 months. I started crying and then realized, I better test again to make sure this isn't a fluke. I snuck into our room for another stick, looking at Mike sleeping, I wanted to jump on him and scream, but I decided to wait a make sure. Sure enough another positive test!





I wrapped up the test in packing tape, in the shape of a gift card and finished making breakfast and getting B man up. I told Mike to get dress and come down stairs because I had a surprise for him. He came down and saw his breakfast waiting, then I said "close your eyes and stick out your hands because I have another surprise for you". So he did and opened his cards. Then I said the same thing, so he held out his hands and closed his eyes and I set the test in his hand (he thought it was a gift card). He looked at it and didn't say anything, just stared for like 10 seconds and then I said "Happy Father's day, I'm pregnant!!!!!!!". He started smiling and said "I thought this was one of you ovulation sticks, and I was going to say its definitely negative." We laughed and I cried a little.





So here we go again! Hopefully!

Picking Up Chicks!

No, not B man... me! Although B does the leg work for me, but once his job is done I take over. I'm talking about meeting other moms at the park, mall, or around town. I'm trying to make friends since one of my "besties" skipped town. It's not so easy meeting other women your age and in your same scenario when you don't go to school and you've exhausted all your options at work. Church would be a great place to meet people if it weren't for the fact that there are about 8,000 people that attend your church, no joke. So I resort to parks and play areas. The other day a met a girl with two small boys, her youngest is 2. She seems really nice and is a stay-at-home mom which is even better (I hate when they work during the week because that is when I'm off). We have been talking for awhile and plan on meeting up again.

What a boy!

There are some things that B does where I sit back and say to myself "that's all boy" and then there are times when he acts like...me. For instance, B man loves to destroy things. He doesn't necessarily like to build the tower (he gets frustrated if it doesn't go right), but if you build it he loves to knock it down. Got a piece of paper and he'll rip it right up. Got a cool new toy, he'll throw it across the room. See a bug on the floor, he'll love to step on it. Cold outside? Not to him, he'll run through the sprinklers still. Any piece of furniture he'll conquer it.

Then there is his caring side. If he thinks his pooh bear or other stuff animals are thirsty, he'll feed them his bottle. If they are tired, he'll lay them on a pillow and put the blanket on them. Make sure you have a napkin ready because if food gets on his hand, he'll want you to wipe it off fast. If you tell him his hands are dirty he'll want to wash them. He'll snuggle up on my shoulder at night and twirl my hair or run his fingers through it. He likes to organize his cars or bath toys in a straight line. He doesn't like "poo poo" (anything that is dirty). For instance, if there is left over food in his high chair he'll say "poo poo" and want you to clean it before he sits on it. If there is mud on the garage floor or dirt in the grass he'll say "poo poo" and make sure not to touch it ( he will eye it the whole time though, haha).

All and all I will say he is the perfect combination of rough tough and sweet sensitive.

My precious boy.

He signs, finally!

I wanted to teach B to sign and so when he was about 6 months old we started showing him some sign language. He always looked at us like we were crazy people and never got interested in it. Well, when we went to San Fransisco my mother re-introduced it to him and now it seems like he is picking up a new sign everyday! It makes my life a little easier and I think it helps with his frustration a little more too. I am so proud of my smart boy!

On another happy note, Sarah (my sister) went ahead and had her brain surgery. All went well with the surgery and she is recovering at home. That is one huge relief. Now all have to do is pass my Neuro boards and I should be almost stress free!

I have been watching the show on extreme couponing and have always wanted to try it but felt overwhelmed by the whole ordeal. I decided that I would start slow and see where it goes. Who knows maybe in a year from now I will have a stock pile at my house that others will be shopping at! Hahah. If he could save ourselves $200 a month we could finally get a new car! Our grocery bill per month is a little bit ridiculous anyways so cutting that down is a must!

Nothing else new to report. I do realize that these posts are getting further and further apart, I am trying people!

Mother's Day

This year for Mother's day I had to work...shocker. So we celebrated on a Saturday. We didn't do a whole lot. Mike and B got me lunch and gave be a beautiful hand painted picture frame done by B with his picures inside. So cute. Mike got me a great card and flowers, then...I got called into work (I was on call) and then we went to a baby shower. Sort of low key, but hey, thats how we roll sometimes. I, of course, got myself a silver necklace with a pearl pendant that has a "B" on it in silver. I have been looking for something to do for B and I like this better than the tatoo thing. Obviously the best Mother's day gift is B and I don't really need anything else.

******pictures to come*******