Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Baby Boy is growing and so is Mommy


The bump is much bigger and has a much different shape with this baby boy than it did with Margaux. I’ve passed my glucose test this time on the first time and I’m quite glad I have avoided the horrible three hour test that I had to do with Margaux. Speaking of Margaux, everyone asks what she thinks about the baby and she really doesn’t have a clue. She will rub Mommy’s belly and say baby brother, but then she will rub daddy’s belly and say daddy’s baby too. She knows what babies are for sure. She has met my friend Sabrina’s new baby Lilianna and she definitely knows what a baby is. Margaux is rough on the belly. Often she will blop down on it. Elbow it. All out ram into it. My delicate little flower.
Mommy is not enjoying pregnancy the second go round as much as I did the first. I have had plantar fasciitis. Pretty uncomfortable back pain, headaches, nausea, dizziness, and digestive problems. All stuff I never had with Margaux. Yeah I was uncomfortable the last month, but who isn’t at that point, but never early on did I complain with her.
We haven’t decided on a name yet. We have three and I’m leaning more towards two than the one. I think I’ll have to see him before I know. I just picture if he has red hair one name may be more fitting than another. I keep telling Matt he may be the odd man out in a family full of redheads. I just really think he’s going to be redheaded, but I’m usually wrong. I thought Margaux was going to be a boy and she was a girl. I thought she was going to have dark hair like her dad and she is redheaded like me. I thought this baby was going to be a girl, but it’s a boy. So… he’ll probably have dark hair.
Our new house is coming along. They have done the block for the basement and we should see framing start in the next week or two if this rain will every stop. I doubt we will be in by the time the new baby shows up, but it shouldn’t be to long after. There are so many things about the new house that I look so forward to. More than one toilet in the house (this is a biggie!!!). A bathtub, a pantry, a garage, a laundry room, space. It’s going to be so nice.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Never ceases to amaze me

The things my two year old can whine and cry for when she's exhausted. For example, I have heard the following. "I need milk, I need to watch the kitties, (this is her word for aristocats), I need a lunchbox."
A lunchbox really... I say it is definitely time for bed.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

 

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