First Doctor's Appointment

Today the baby and I had our first doctor's appointment.  My doctor is Dr. Walker and she's super-nice.  We had a good talk and she gave me some new prenatal vitamins (since I keep vomiting every time I take the ones I have), she gave me some meds to stop the vomiting (since I do it about every 2 hours still) and she upped the dosage of my anti-depressant (since I've been having some trouble with my depression lately).

The baby's due date is May 7th or May 8th, the nurse said 7th and the ultrasound said 8th, so.  Either way it doesn't matter since the baby will come in April anyway.

I got to see the baby!  The ultrasound machine even showed me a 3D image!  It was awesome, s/he had her/his little hand covering her/his face up.  I could see elbows and legs and s/he was all curled up and it was adorable!

So that was our first doctor's appointment and everything went GREAT!

Happy Late Birthday Carianna-Nana-Banana!

I have three older sisters and I love and miss them all.  Yesterday was my oldest sister's birthday.  Her name is Carianne, but I call her Nan, which is short for Carianna-Nana-Banana, which is what I used to call her.  Although we are six years apart people mistake us for twins every time we are together.  I see this as a compliment (because Nan looks like a little girl, not because I look 6 years older than I am).

See what I mean?  Well yesterday was Nan's birthday, which I remembered all day long, but didn't have the chance to blog or call.  I didn't want her to think I don't love her, because I absolutely do.  So this post is all about her.

A few years ago I had a nervous breakdown and Carianne was one of the people who came to help Chris and I pick up the pieces.  I don't remember a lot from that time.  I do remember that we ate Lion House rolls, that she vacuumed (because Chris appreciated it SO much), and that she cuddled and held me a lot.  (Side-note: She brought her son Noah with her and that's when Bo got his nick-name Bo the Wonder Dog.  It's also when Chris decided that we could have kids, if they were like Noah.  Careful what you wish for!)  Even though that was a horrible time in my life, I only remember how loved I felt.  It really helped my relationship with Nan grow.

On top of being one of my three favorite sisters, she's Super Mom.  I'm not kidding.  Anyone who knows her even a little bit knows what an amazing mom she is.  When any of us have kid problems we look to her for help.  I keep telling her to write parenting books, but she feels that years in the trenches don't compare to a Ph.D., but I beg to differ!  No one cares what some Ph.D. worked up in a lab; mamas want tried and true methods that really work.  And that's what Nan is a genius at giving you.

I miss all my sisters at different times and in different ways.  I wish we could all live on the same street; I'll even settle for the same state!  Even a big one!  Until then this blog will have to do.

I love you, Nan.  Happy birthday!

My Husband is a Super-Hero

I've been thinking a lot in the past few weeks how much I love my husband and all the things he does for me and Dutch and Bo.  He has a high-stress job under a boss who doesn't say anything unless he's done something wrong, so he rarely gets thanked for anything he does.  He works about 60 hours a week and then comes home to an often misbehaving, high-spirited two-year-old, a blind dog who bumps into him at every turn, and a pregnant wife who complains about how much she hates being a stay-at-home mom.

Talk about rough.

Add to that the fact that he usually takes over all Dutch and Bo duties so I can lay down, or throw up, in peace.  He makes dinner for himself and Dutch because I can't stand the sight of food.  He lets me go to bed at a ridiculously early time and handles all of Dutch's going to bed drama all by himself.  He fixes anything that's been broken throughout the day.  He often does a lot of the cleaning.

In short, he does everything I can't or haven't done.  Which is a lot lately.  Hopefully soon I will be feeling better and can make it up to him.  Until then, just know that I married a super-hero.

A List for Tuesday

5 of the Words/Phrases Dutch Uses Most Often That He Learned Because of His Speech Therapy Sessions:

1. Please
2. Thank you
3. Hi Daddy!
4. Moon
5. The end

An Epidemic of Pregnant Proportions

As my last post plainly stated, I am pregnant.  When I was pregnant with Dutch I was the only pregnant person I knew.  One or two of my friends got pregnant while I was expecting, but they both lived very far away from me. I felt like I was the only pregnant person in the world.

Not so this time.

I can name at least a dozen (not exaggerating, under-counting, if anything) people who are pregnant right now.  I know of at least 5 other people due within a month of me.  In my family alone we will have 4 new babies in the next year.

It's pretty weird, that's for sure.  It's like everyone secretly got together without telling me and decided to all have babies at the same time.  I stumbled in the club accidentally, but the current members have all been very welcoming.

Congrats to everyone who is pregnant right now and GOOD LUCK!

Okay, I Admit It

Fine, I'll admit it, I'm pregnant.  Yup, Chris went and knocked me up again!  This baby is an even bigger surprise than Dutch was, since I had all but decided that Dutch needed to be an only child if he and I were both going to survive his childhood.  Apparently someone had other plans for me.

I decided to finally post it on the blog because I've told a lot of you and it's getting to the point where I can't hide the belly.  No, it's not because I'm really far along (I'm still only about 10 weeks), but because this baby is huge already and it's getting pretty obvious that I'm pregnant.  I have my first doctor's appointment in about 10 days, so I'll post more about it then.

Just wanted to share the news.  I'll be due the end of April or beginning of May (I'm about a week or so behind Julianna, for those of you who know my cousin).  We're hoping for a girl, but it will probably be a boy, which would be find too.

This pregnancy is already a lot different from Dutch's.  I've been sick more frequently, but less severely, can't eat meat, and I'm craving mostly sugary and sweet things.  And did I mention I'm huge?  I'm the same size now as I was when I was about 5 or 6 months with Dutch.  Crazy.

I'm calling the baby Parry the Parasite.  Has a nice ring to it.

So there you go, we're having another baby!

Happy Birthday Noah!

To the person who gave Bo the Wonder Dog his name, 

happy birthday and we love you!