What he's "thankul" for

This is too funny, Hayes' prayers tonight...

"Heavenly fada. Thankul for...(insert a long list of every family member and little friend he loves and if you are really special you are even said two or three times).
Thankul for my new train that goes round and round, birds, bathrooms, helicopters and airplanes that land, big snakes, dad's Ipad, Hayes' Ipad (it's really an Innotab but don't tell him that), walls and windows and lights. Thankul for bathrooms".

Yes, little buddy. I think we are all thankful for those things. Well maybe besides big snakes.

Week 19 & 20

Met a new doctor in Vegas. He’s kind of corky and I like him. Even though I didn’t have any questions to ask him, I tried my hardest to search my brain for anything to say- just to make sure I trusted him with the birth of our precious babe. He won me over when he started head bopping to Hayes’ Spiderman theme song on my phone and I realized he's just as chill as could be. Everything will work out. Phew!

Halfway! Already halfway there and still so much to do! Moving into a new house and trying to get settled will be quite the project (especially without a lot of family around).  I want everything to be perfect for your big arrival so we have a few busy months ahead of us!

The fun thing about this part of the pregnancy is feeling you kick all day! Can’t get enough of those little somersaults and nothing is more reassuring than feeling that you are okay in there. Stay okay in there and I won't even complain about the constant kicking through the night, deal!? 

Week 16-18

Hang in there little baby. You are one of the only calm/stable things in my life right now so I kind of depend on your constant companionship. With your brother’s birthday, packing up all of our stuff and moving to a new state, Chris trying to fit into a new job, unpacking, etc. it seems everything besides my two little boys are new and foreign to me. It’s crazy how a tiny kick from the inside or a snuggle from a (now) three year old reminds me what’s important in life. Our little family!

Week 14 & 15

Dr H: Do you guys want to know the gender?

Us: YES!

Dr H: (puts ultrasound machine on my tummy and sees the baby’s back. Wiggles machine a tich and gets the shot within seconds).

Boy!

Me: How sure are you?

Dr H: Want me to keep looking?...Boy (readjusts machine) Boy (readjusts machine) Boy. Boy. Boy. Boy. Definitely boy!

Wow! I have a flash forward to mud, trucks and tons more sports in our future. Hayes will have a little buddy to show how to get into trouble. He’ll have his brother the way I had my sister. Best of friends!

Chris’ flash forward was a little different. We get in the car and he says, “Wow, a boy huh? That means you’re going to want to try for a girl again aren’t you?”

Baahahaha! SO funny and so excited to meet our little dude!

Week 12 & 13

Smells. Ugh, they are everywhere! Still puking and most of the time it is triggered by smells.

Call me crazy but I swear I felt this little goldfish fluttering around inside my belly this week.  The few times I have laid down and relaxed before bed I could feel a little bumping on my inside. Thirteen weeks seems way to early, but I swear there is no imagining it this many times in a row.

I am consumed by this baby’s gender. Boy or girl, girl or boy. What are you little baby? Dad and Hayes swear girl but I swear everyone I know is having their third or even fourth boy in a row. We really don’t care either way but we were just so anxious to know.

Week 10 & 11

I am an emotional wreck! Everything makes me cry…movies, blogs, even just a quite moment thinking about life. It’s not that I’m necessarily sad, in fact in this point of life I’m very grateful, but I just have all of these dang emotions. We are trying to get a house down in Vegas right now so my emotions (and brain) are everywhere. I just can’t wait to have a healthy little babe and a safe roof over our heads.

Telling people that we are expecting another little baby is always fun. My mom and dad kind of already guessed it. When we were down in Vegas with my dad looking for houses I was so so so sick. I made Chris pull over a few times while driving around, I puked over and over after my dad fell asleep at night and nothing sat right the entire week with me. We’ll just say being sick makes it hard to be discreet and my dad had a pretty good idea what was up.  Maybe it was the constant munching of animal crackers and Gardettos from my purse that gave it away. They seemed to be the only thing I could keep down.

Everyone is already so excited for this baby to come. Aunt Kam is already complaining he/she will be too far away to snuggle with anytime. Grandpa Dave shed a few tears and all in all everyone is every excited!

Hello crazy dreams. Well, maybe crazy isn’t the word to describe it. Maybe it is more like anxiety dreams. All night long I can’t sleep because I’m dreaming about moving to Vegas and not having a house. I know that’s silly and everything will work out but that’s not what my brain thinks when I shut everything else out at night. Don’t worry baby, by the time September comes along we should have everything worked out… I hope. 

Week 8 &9

It’s official, I have morning/afternoon/night sickness. Don’t get me wrong, some mornings I can go a few hours before getting sick but it’s safe to say the break doesn’t last too long.

Before our first appointment with the doctor, I was wondering if we had multiples in here cause this momma already feels frumpy around her tummy and oh so sick.  Since we will probably only be in Utah a few appointments before our big move to Vegas, we decided to try Dr. Housel.

We were so relieved to see our little gummy bear with it’s little heartbeat up on that ultrasound screen. We were nervous sitting there waiting to see the babe and make sure everything looked okay and seeing him/her up there already moving around was awesome. We will now be a family of four. That’s so fun!

Due date for baby #2: September 17, 2012

He thinks we might even get a glance at gender at the next appointment. We’ll be praying for that!

Week 7

It starts. Got sick a couple nights last week but sick almost every night this week. Hayes and I aren’t huge morning people, in fact it takes us a while for both of us to fully wake up in the morning. Give us the chance though, we could stay up playing all night long. Seems like this baby takes after dad and wants to sleep at night-even if I’m not ready for bed. If I don’t comply and lay down, baby brings on a  bad case of nausea. Oh no, what would we do with another person around this house that falls asleep with dad at 8:30 and wakes up bright and cheery every morning?

When we were little my dad used to ask my sister and me if he made a good chair. I never thought about that until this last month. I have now become Hayes’ chair. Now there are three people constantly connected to me. Myself, baby and my two year old. If Hayes isn’t sitting on me, he’s poking me, climbing on me or pulling me in every direction. Call me a chair or a punching bag, either way it’s time for Hayes to have a new playmate besides momma.

Baby #2

It still isn’t real. We have been so engulfed by BIG LIFE DECISIONS that it really hasn’t sunk in yet that we will get another bundle of joy. In fact, when we talk about it, it almost seems like a lifetime away and silly to already be ecstatic (which we totally are).  Since I haven’t had hardly any symptoms (besides occasionally having to wake up in the middle of the night to pee) I have to even remind myself that there is in fact a human being growing inside me.

Just like your big brother, I had no mother’s intuition about being pregnant. Not a dream, not a feeling…nothing. just a positive test. I can’t wait until it feels real. I can’t wait to remember what it feels like to have a baby kick inside of me or get the hiccups. I can’t wait.

We found out pretty early that we were pregnant (like 4 weeks). This is awesome and sucky at the same time. Awesome we are pregnant. Sucky because that means we have to wait even longer meet you. Let’s just hope you stay poked in there as long as possible before you make your little bump appearance. Finding out early also means keeping you a secret longer.