28 June 2012

blowing rock

I did it!  An entire week of blogging.  It has been awhile since I did that, and believe you me it wasn't the easiest of tasks.  Nor will I promise that it will happen every week.  I am trying.  

A few weeks ago we headed to Western North Carolina for a family reunion near Boone.  Seriously, the views up in those mountains are breathtaking.  

The town of Boone is where Dan's dad is from and it is a pretty interesting place.  In the winter there is a lot of skiing and snowboarding.  Also Appalachian State calls Boone home.  While waiting for a few places to open up early Sunday morning we walked around the campus.  Dan thought that the giant yellow air freshener hanging from one of the buildings was hysterical.  Blowing Rock NC #12
Dan's aunt and her family stayed in a cabin in a nearby town called Blowing Rock.  One night we went to visit and hang out with them.  I am standing as far in the front yard as you can possibly walk, maybe twenty or so yards.  
Blowing Rock NC #7
Behind me it dropped off into nothingness.  All you could see for miles were the mountains and the valleys.  Mabes wanted me to take her picture "holding" a mountain.  It was all her idea.  She thought she was so silly.  Blowing Rock NC #2

Hello beautiful views.  I could live here forever and ever amen.
Blowing Rock NC #3

Also in Blowing Rock is The Blowing Rock.  Which of course as the oldest attraction in the state, we had to stop and see.  Mabes and Dan have no fear when it comes to heights and stepped right out onto this platform that was suspended over nothing but trees hundreds and hundreds of feet below in a valley.  I spent much of my time trying to concentrate on the camera, knowing that my feet were firmly planted on the platform, staying far away from the edge and warning the girlie to be careful as she gleefully stuck her head in between the rails for a better look.
Blowing Rock NC #16
She could not get enough of looking through the view finders.  
Blowing Rock NC #13
I'm pretty sure we put a quarter in every one we came across so she could check out the views.
Blowing Rock NC #15
Blowing Rock NC #18
We all took turns sitting on the Blowing Rock and taking our photo.  In the background of this next picture you can see the low lying clouds near the top of the mountains in the distance.  Mabes was convinced they were erupting volcanos.  
Blowing Rock NC #25
Blowing Rock NC #35
Blowing Rock NC #28
Blowing Rock NC #36
We wrapped up our time hanging out by the waterfall and then touring the gift shop.  We told Mabes she could pick out one small memento.  You would have thought we had given her a choice of which limb to cut off the way she mulled it over.  In the end she settled on a $2 mood ring which she swears is magic.  
Blowing Rock NC #39
If you ask me, there may not be magic in the mountains, but there sure has to be a small piece of heaven.  

splish splash a list about mabes

*None of these photos have anything to do with the post.  I took them a few weekends ago when we enjoyed time with friends at the local splash pad.  
Splash Pad #10
1.  We are having major troubles with eating.  It isn't anything new that Mabes is the last one at the table, it just seems that now 45 minutes can go by and only two or three bites have been taken.  It is starting to make both Dan and I a little crazy.  When I was little my mom would finish her food and then put a five minute timer down in front of me and my sisters.  I still get stomach aches and a nauseous feeling when I think about that stupid timer.  So I don't want to take that route as far as trying to get Mabes to hurry up.  Any other suggestions?  

2.  Mabes new favorite breakfast is toast.  I believe this is in direct relation to the new toaster we purchased.  The old one went up in flames after almost eight years of service.  At the store Dan and I let Mabes pick the new one and she went with the ever so sensible bright purple option.  (It didn't matter to us because it is stored in a cupboard.)  
Splash Pad 6.16.2012
3.  Speaking of slow eating and toast.  Last week on the morning of my doctor's appointment for Burrito I was trying to motivate the girlie to eat her toast so we could leave.  She had about three bites of one piece and an entire second piece left to eat.  I told her we had ten minutes and then we had to leave and that I was going to go back and change the sheets on my bed.  She had better be finished when I came back I warned.  Not two minutes later she happily dances down the hall and our conversation went like this:
Me: Did you finish all of your food?
Mabes: Yes.
Me:  You ate all of your toast?  Both pieces?
Mabes: Yes.
Me:  Are you sure?
Mabes: Yes.
Me:  Mabes, did you throw your toast in the trash can?
Mabes: instant tears Yes.  

I didn't know if I should be more mad that she lied to my face or that she threw out food.  Needless to say she was spanked and we had a long talk about lying and about wasting food.  She was devastated.
Splash Pad #11
4.  Several of our friends have had babies in the last week or two.  Mabes is so excited to meet the new babies and hold their hands she can hardly see straight.  She also has an obsession with seeing their eyes open and the color of their eyes.  
Splash Pad #9
5.  Recently she became concerned with how Burrito would know we were their family once they were born.  I told her that babies can hear you talk when they are growing in their Mama's bellies.  I also told her that babies know their mother's smell and even the sound of the Mama's heartbeat.  She responded with, "That's so sweet.  Burrito just swims up by your heart and listens to it."  

6.  She loves riding in the car with the windows down.  Her hair blowing in the breeze and her sun glasses on.  It is such fun to listen to her giggling like crazy with sheer joy as we drive down the road. 

I had really hoped to come up with a list of ten things to talk about.  However, I am exhausted and ready to go to sleep.  So it looks like six is all we get for now.  Hooray for the weekend being right around the corner!

blowing rock

I did it!  An entire week of blogging.  It has been awhile since I did that, and believe you me it wasn't the easiest of tasks.  Nor will I promise that it will happen every week.  I am trying.  

A few weeks ago we headed to Western North Carolina for a family reunion near Boone.  Seriously, the views up in those mountains are breathtaking.  

The town of Boone is where Dan's dad is from and it is a pretty interesting place.  In the winter there is a lot of skiing and snowboarding.  Also Appalachian State calls Boone home.  While waiting for a few places to open up early Sunday morning we walked around the campus.  Dan thought that the giant yellow air freshener hanging from one of the buildings was hysterical.  Blowing Rock NC #12
Dan's aunt and her family stayed in a cabin in a nearby town called Blowing Rock.  One night we went to visit and hang out with them.  I am standing as far in the front yard as you can possibly walk, maybe twenty or so yards.  
Blowing Rock NC #7
Behind me it dropped off into nothingness.  All you could see for miles were the mountains and the valleys.  Mabes wanted me to take her picture "holding" a mountain.  It was all her idea.  She thought she was so silly.  Blowing Rock NC #2

Hello beautiful views.  I could live here forever and ever amen.
Blowing Rock NC #3

Also in Blowing Rock is The Blowing Rock.  Which of course as the oldest attraction in the state, we had to stop and see.  Mabes and Dan have no fear when it comes to heights and stepped right out onto this platform that was suspended over nothing but trees hundreds and hundreds of feet below in a valley.  I spent much of my time trying to concentrate on the camera, knowing that my feet were firmly planted on the platform, staying far away from the edge and warning the girlie to be careful as she gleefully stuck her head in between the rails for a better look.
Blowing Rock NC #16
She could not get enough of looking through the view finders.  
Blowing Rock NC #13
I'm pretty sure we put a quarter in every one we came across so she could check out the views.
Blowing Rock NC #15
Blowing Rock NC #18
We all took turns sitting on the Blowing Rock and taking our photo.  In the background of this next picture you can see the low lying clouds near the top of the mountains in the distance.  Mabes was convinced they were erupting volcanos.  
Blowing Rock NC #25
Blowing Rock NC #35
Blowing Rock NC #28
Blowing Rock NC #36
We wrapped up our time hanging out by the waterfall and then touring the gift shop.  We told Mabes she could pick out one small memento.  You would have thought we had given her a choice of which limb to cut off the way she mulled it over.  In the end she settled on a $2 mood ring which she swears is magic.  
Blowing Rock NC #39
If you ask me, there may not be magic in the mountains, but there sure has to be a small piece of heaven.  

splish splash a list about mabes

*None of these photos have anything to do with the post.  I took them a few weekends ago when we enjoyed time with friends at the local splash pad.  
Splash Pad #10
1.  We are having major troubles with eating.  It isn't anything new that Mabes is the last one at the table, it just seems that now 45 minutes can go by and only two or three bites have been taken.  It is starting to make both Dan and I a little crazy.  When I was little my mom would finish her food and then put a five minute timer down in front of me and my sisters.  I still get stomach aches and a nauseous feeling when I think about that stupid timer.  So I don't want to take that route as far as trying to get Mabes to hurry up.  Any other suggestions?  

2.  Mabes new favorite breakfast is toast.  I believe this is in direct relation to the new toaster we purchased.  The old one went up in flames after almost eight years of service.  At the store Dan and I let Mabes pick the new one and she went with the ever so sensible bright purple option.  (It didn't matter to us because it is stored in a cupboard.)  
Splash Pad 6.16.2012
3.  Speaking of slow eating and toast.  Last week on the morning of my doctor's appointment for Burrito I was trying to motivate the girlie to eat her toast so we could leave.  She had about three bites of one piece and an entire second piece left to eat.  I told her we had ten minutes and then we had to leave and that I was going to go back and change the sheets on my bed.  She had better be finished when I came back I warned.  Not two minutes later she happily dances down the hall and our conversation went like this:
Me: Did you finish all of your food?
Mabes: Yes.
Me:  You ate all of your toast?  Both pieces?
Mabes: Yes.
Me:  Are you sure?
Mabes: Yes.
Me:  Mabes, did you throw your toast in the trash can?
Mabes: instant tears Yes.  

I didn't know if I should be more mad that she lied to my face or that she threw out food.  Needless to say she was spanked and we had a long talk about lying and about wasting food.  She was devastated.
Splash Pad #11
4.  Several of our friends have had babies in the last week or two.  Mabes is so excited to meet the new babies and hold their hands she can hardly see straight.  She also has an obsession with seeing their eyes open and the color of their eyes.  
Splash Pad #9
5.  Recently she became concerned with how Burrito would know we were their family once they were born.  I told her that babies can hear you talk when they are growing in their Mama's bellies.  I also told her that babies know their mother's smell and even the sound of the Mama's heartbeat.  She responded with, "That's so sweet.  Burrito just swims up by your heart and listens to it."  

6.  She loves riding in the car with the windows down.  Her hair blowing in the breeze and her sun glasses on.  It is such fun to listen to her giggling like crazy with sheer joy as we drive down the road. 

I had really hoped to come up with a list of ten things to talk about.  However, I am exhausted and ready to go to sleep.  So it looks like six is all we get for now.  Hooray for the weekend being right around the corner!

27 June 2012

the big ugly reveal

One night about four or five months before Mabes was due to be born Dan and I found ourselves driving down I-5 barreling our way to Olympia.  

We had spent a nice relaxing day wandering around the streets of Seattle, visiting Pike Place Market and just enjoying ourselves.  Then, on the way home just a few exit shy of our exit I suddenly felt like the wind had been knocked out of me.  

We were going to have a baby in a few short months and we didn't own an SUV.  

What kind of parents were we?  Who would actually turn a baby over to someone who drove a Mazda 3?  I immediately started to panic and so Dan did the only reasonable thing that you can do when your wife is carrying your first child and clearly loosing her mind.  He drove 90MPH to get me to a dealership that was just about to close.  

Twenty minutes later we owned an SUV that we could barely afford that took premium gas which we really couldn't afford.  A few months later when Mabes was born at a whopping 5lbs 4oz we realized that an SUV wasn't really all that necessary for child raising.  

Hindsight is 20/20.

Needless to say we paid the price for that unreasonable mistake for several years.  Thankfully, we are completely past it now and I happily drive a smaller much more affordable car.

I tell you that story so that I can tell you this one.  

Everything with this second pregnancy has happened so much quicker it seems.  Where it took until the very end to the hormones to hit me with Mabes I find myself hysterically bawling at Cake Boss this time around.  I was probably around 18 weeks along when I felt Mabes move for the first time, this baby it was 12 weeks.  On and on the list goes.

So it should come as no surprise that my major pregnancy freak out happened about a week after I first saw the positive readout on the pregnancy test with Burrito.  

We were having a baby and he/she doesn't even have a dresser.  What kind of parents bring a child into the world and don't give it proper furniture in which to store their clothes?  

Immediately I began scouring Craigslist.  I wanted something with good bones that I could refinish how I wanted.  I bought a big white dresser in the parking lot of Walmart from a woman.  It was really ornate and would have taken a lot of work to get it back into useable condition.  Plus the owners had been smokers.  I brought it home and after a few days realized that the cigarette smell was permanently ground into the wood and that the dresser didn't really go with the style of anything else in the house.  Thankfully I was able to resell it two days later on Craigslist.  

There would be days when I would let myself relax and wouldn't bother checking to see if anything new had been added to Craigslist that day.  Of course by the next morning panic would set back in and I would be searching half way across the state for a dresser.

Finally one day I came across an old dresser that someone was selling for $60.  I emailed them and asked if they would take $40 and the next thing I knew Dan and I were loading the Big Ugly into the back of his truck and hauling it home.  
Big Ugly #1
According to the previous owners this dresser had been owned by one of their grandmas.  It had actually been purchased in Pennsylvania back in the early 1980s.  Honestly, I'm not sure it had been updated or even dusted since then.  But it was solid wood, had good bones, didn't smell like smoke and was only $40.  
Big Ugly #2
Another plus was that it had five drawers.  Something I really hoped to find.  The top two drawers are hidden behind the paneled doors.  I thought it gave it a little character.  
Big Ugly #3
You can kind of see some of the scratches and markings in this next photo:
Big Ugly #4
Big Ugly #5
Once I had the dresser the new task became figuring out what to do with it.  My original plan had been to sand the entire thing down and restain it.  I've done it before with countless other pieces of furniture.  

Then one day I came across a pin on Pinterest that talked about a paint you could use on furniture that didn't require any sanding or priming beforehand.  So I started looking up any information I could on Annie Sloan Chalk Paint.  I watched videos online and read countless reviews.  

Annie Sloan isn't sold in most stores.  As a matter of fact I think that there might be a half a dozen places in the entire state that sell the paint here.  We happened to be driving through Charlotte on our way to a reunion a few weeks ago and so I had Dan stop at one of the suppliers.  We picked out a red paint and bought a can of wax and were on our way.  

Everything sat in our garage for about another week before one night after dinner I decided that the time had come.  So I painted and painted and painted for two days.  (Well really two evenings, I waited until after dinner to do most of the work both days.)  

When I was finally happy with the way the dresser looked and the paint was dry we moved it into the nursery where it sat for another two weeks.  Until this past Sunday when I finally decided to add the wax and call the project done.

Here she is our bright red Big Ugly:
Big Ugly #6
Big Ugly #7
Dan loves the color and I think it is fun.  I still feel like the dresser is missing something.  Maybe a stencil on the doors??  I'm not really sure.  I have a few ideas floating around in my head.  I'm waiting to find out what Burrito is and then to find some motivation before I actually do anything though.  

A few things to note about the Annie Sloan Chalk Paint and Wax:

1.  It is not cheap.  We paid more for the wax and paint than we did for the actual dresser.  

2.  The paint is supposed to last a long time.  One woman had painted six or seven large pieces of furniture with one can of paint.  I probably have about a quarter of the can left.  So either the people are lying to all of us or I did something wrong.  Of course I did paint on about three coats (I didn't want any of the wood showing through) and I have heard that red paint usually does take more.

3.  The wax really does go a long way.  I have almost an entire can left and I put two coats of wax on everything. 

4.  I picked up a soft bristled brush at Lowes for less than $6 instead of the Annie Sloan brush and it worked perfectly fine.  

5.  If you are looking for a good tutorial on the paint and wax, I suggest starting here with Miss Mustard Seed.  

Even though we ended up paying about $50 more than I wanted to on the dresser and the supplies to redo it, I still consider this pregnancy freakout is a win because this dresser doesn't require premium gas.  

Can I get an amen?

the big ugly reveal

One night about four or five months before Mabes was due to be born Dan and I found ourselves driving down I-5 barreling our way to Olympia.  

We had spent a nice relaxing day wandering around the streets of Seattle, visiting Pike Place Market and just enjoying ourselves.  Then, on the way home just a few exit shy of our exit I suddenly felt like the wind had been knocked out of me.  

We were going to have a baby in a few short months and we didn't own an SUV.  

What kind of parents were we?  Who would actually turn a baby over to someone who drove a Mazda 3?  I immediately started to panic and so Dan did the only reasonable thing that you can do when your wife is carrying your first child and clearly loosing her mind.  He drove 90MPH to get me to a dealership that was just about to close.  

Twenty minutes later we owned an SUV that we could barely afford that took premium gas which we really couldn't afford.  A few months later when Mabes was born at a whopping 5lbs 4oz we realized that an SUV wasn't really all that necessary for child raising.  

Hindsight is 20/20.

Needless to say we paid the price for that unreasonable mistake for several years.  Thankfully, we are completely past it now and I happily drive a smaller much more affordable car.

I tell you that story so that I can tell you this one.  

Everything with this second pregnancy has happened so much quicker it seems.  Where it took until the very end to the hormones to hit me with Mabes I find myself hysterically bawling at Cake Boss this time around.  I was probably around 18 weeks along when I felt Mabes move for the first time, this baby it was 12 weeks.  On and on the list goes.

So it should come as no surprise that my major pregnancy freak out happened about a week after I first saw the positive readout on the pregnancy test with Burrito.  

We were having a baby and he/she doesn't even have a dresser.  What kind of parents bring a child into the world and don't give it proper furniture in which to store their clothes?  

Immediately I began scouring Craigslist.  I wanted something with good bones that I could refinish how I wanted.  I bought a big white dresser in the parking lot of Walmart from a woman.  It was really ornate and would have taken a lot of work to get it back into useable condition.  Plus the owners had been smokers.  I brought it home and after a few days realized that the cigarette smell was permanently ground into the wood and that the dresser didn't really go with the style of anything else in the house.  Thankfully I was able to resell it two days later on Craigslist.  

There would be days when I would let myself relax and wouldn't bother checking to see if anything new had been added to Craigslist that day.  Of course by the next morning panic would set back in and I would be searching half way across the state for a dresser.

Finally one day I came across an old dresser that someone was selling for $60.  I emailed them and asked if they would take $40 and the next thing I knew Dan and I were loading the Big Ugly into the back of his truck and hauling it home.  
Big Ugly #1
According to the previous owners this dresser had been owned by one of their grandmas.  It had actually been purchased in Pennsylvania back in the early 1980s.  Honestly, I'm not sure it had been updated or even dusted since then.  But it was solid wood, had good bones, didn't smell like smoke and was only $40.  
Big Ugly #2
Another plus was that it had five drawers.  Something I really hoped to find.  The top two drawers are hidden behind the paneled doors.  I thought it gave it a little character.  
Big Ugly #3
You can kind of see some of the scratches and markings in this next photo:
Big Ugly #4
Big Ugly #5
Once I had the dresser the new task became figuring out what to do with it.  My original plan had been to sand the entire thing down and restain it.  I've done it before with countless other pieces of furniture.  

Then one day I came across a pin on Pinterest that talked about a paint you could use on furniture that didn't require any sanding or priming beforehand.  So I started looking up any information I could on Annie Sloan Chalk Paint.  I watched videos online and read countless reviews.  

Annie Sloan isn't sold in most stores.  As a matter of fact I think that there might be a half a dozen places in the entire state that sell the paint here.  We happened to be driving through Charlotte on our way to a reunion a few weeks ago and so I had Dan stop at one of the suppliers.  We picked out a red paint and bought a can of wax and were on our way.  

Everything sat in our garage for about another week before one night after dinner I decided that the time had come.  So I painted and painted and painted for two days.  (Well really two evenings, I waited until after dinner to do most of the work both days.)  

When I was finally happy with the way the dresser looked and the paint was dry we moved it into the nursery where it sat for another two weeks.  Until this past Sunday when I finally decided to add the wax and call the project done.

Here she is our bright red Big Ugly:
Big Ugly #6
Big Ugly #7
Dan loves the color and I think it is fun.  I still feel like the dresser is missing something.  Maybe a stencil on the doors??  I'm not really sure.  I have a few ideas floating around in my head.  I'm waiting to find out what Burrito is and then to find some motivation before I actually do anything though.  

A few things to note about the Annie Sloan Chalk Paint and Wax:

1.  It is not cheap.  We paid more for the wax and paint than we did for the actual dresser.  

2.  The paint is supposed to last a long time.  One woman had painted six or seven large pieces of furniture with one can of paint.  I probably have about a quarter of the can left.  So either the people are lying to all of us or I did something wrong.  Of course I did paint on about three coats (I didn't want any of the wood showing through) and I have heard that red paint usually does take more.

3.  The wax really does go a long way.  I have almost an entire can left and I put two coats of wax on everything. 

4.  I picked up a soft bristled brush at Lowes for less than $6 instead of the Annie Sloan brush and it worked perfectly fine.  

5.  If you are looking for a good tutorial on the paint and wax, I suggest starting here with Miss Mustard Seed.  

Even though we ended up paying about $50 more than I wanted to on the dresser and the supplies to redo it, I still consider this pregnancy freakout is a win because this dresser doesn't require premium gas.  

Can I get an amen?

26 June 2012

dear burrito, week 14

Dear Burrito,

Well kiddo, this past week wasn't exactly the smoothest.  The doctor I have been seeing lacks a certain something.  Let's call it bedside manner.  This past Tuesday when your sister and I went in for the first appointment of my second trimester, I certainly didn't expect to leave in tears because half way through the exam everything stopped because your heartbeat couldn't be picked up on the doppler.  I had a good cry in the car, throughly confused your sister because she thought she had heard your heart beating (it was mine) and was feeling thrilled, made an ultrasound appointment for the next day and then hit the gym.

By the time I got home I was mad.  I spent the afternoon refusing to take no for an answer and calling several different doctors offices and our insurance company.  If everything goes as planned hopefully in the next ten days I will be getting a letter with the approval to be seen by a different doctor, which will also mean your birth will be in a hospital that I am much more comfortable with.  If it doesn't, Daddy and I will keep fighting.  One thing you need to know about us, Little One, is we don't give up.  We take a stand and we keep fighting for what is right.  I hope you and your sister see that and grow up to be the same way.  Nothing will ever change if people just accept things and roll over.

As for the missing heartbeat, it turns out we had two things working against us.  First, I have a tipped uterus which makes it harder to pick up the heartbeat.  At least according to WebMD; which I may have checked out in a moment of weakness.  Second, we discovered at your ultrasound that you don't sit still.  The poor tech asked me if I had had caffeine (I had not) and said she had never had such a hard time getting a heart beat or measurements on a baby.  All we saw was legs and feet kicking like crazy and little flips and turns all over my belly.  We did finally get you to sit still for a few minutes and saw your strong 150bpm heartbeat.  You are also measuring right on.  So yeah Burrito!  I asked if maybe we could find out if you were a boy or a girl and the tech said all we could do was try.  When you had calmed down and she moved the wand to take a look you snapped your legs shut and refused to move them.  Hyperactive and stubborn?  Work it out of your system now kiddo, because that is not going to fly with your parents once you come out.

I had hoped to get a picture of you while we were there.  I asked, but the machine was out of paper.  It was a bummer, but those images of kicking little legs and feet are forever burned into my memory regardless.

I have felt you move several times now.  The first time being in the shower about two weeks ago.  At first I didn't know what I was feeling, but then I remembered having that exact same feeling with your sister and I knew.  Usually I feel you at night when I am laying on the couch watching TV.  Or when I am in bed getting ready to go to sleep.  It is a good reassuring feeling, so keep it up.

My belly is becoming bigger.  I have been told and read that a person does show sooner with their second pregnancy.  Personally, I think I have just lost a lot of tone and gained a few pounds from all the salty food I crave with how sick I have been with you.  Mabes likes to rub my belly and say, "I can see Burrito!"  This does nothing for my self esteem.  I would like to crawl into a hole and emerge about 20 pounds lighter than I am now.  Since I can't really do that, I have decided to try and really restrict myself to veggies and fruits and lean meats and to do as much as I can at the gym.  Which pretty much means lots of quality time with the elliptical and some of the arm/leg weight machines as well as a Zumba class.  Hopefully that will mean you are a healthy little person when you are born who continues to prefer fruits and veggies to sugary snacks (who I am kidding) and that I will be able to bounce back quickly.  Fingers crossed.

I have been trying to work on teaching your sister that quiet time means playing QUIETLY.  When she was a baby, I went about my regular day during nap time.  I would clean the house, talk on the phone all of that.  However, I didn't pull out tiny humans and recreate all kinds of scenes from Disney at the top of my lungs on the other side of the wall.  She didn't have to nap like that and I don't expect you to either.  So far I haven't been winning this particular battle.  Good thing we still have several more months to work on it.

This past week has been all about taking newborn baby photos.  I have had the best time with all of the cute babies.  I cannot wait for you to come so I can take tons of photos of you.  Your first week of life you may think my face is just a black box with the word Canon stamped on it.  It is a price I am willing to pay for all of the sweet baby cuteness I will capture.

For now you keep growing and I'll keep counting down the days until we get to meet you.

Love,
Mama.


dear burrito, week 14

Dear Burrito,

Well kiddo, this past week wasn't exactly the smoothest.  The doctor I have been seeing lacks a certain something.  Let's call it bedside manner.  This past Tuesday when your sister and I went in for the first appointment of my second trimester, I certainly didn't expect to leave in tears because half way through the exam everything stopped because your heartbeat couldn't be picked up on the doppler.  I had a good cry in the car, throughly confused your sister because she thought she had heard your heart beating (it was mine) and was feeling thrilled, made an ultrasound appointment for the next day and then hit the gym.

By the time I got home I was mad.  I spent the afternoon refusing to take no for an answer and calling several different doctors offices and our insurance company.  If everything goes as planned hopefully in the next ten days I will be getting a letter with the approval to be seen by a different doctor, which will also mean your birth will be in a hospital that I am much more comfortable with.  If it doesn't, Daddy and I will keep fighting.  One thing you need to know about us, Little One, is we don't give up.  We take a stand and we keep fighting for what is right.  I hope you and your sister see that and grow up to be the same way.  Nothing will ever change if people just accept things and roll over.

As for the missing heartbeat, it turns out we had two things working against us.  First, I have a tipped uterus which makes it harder to pick up the heartbeat.  At least according to WebMD; which I may have checked out in a moment of weakness.  Second, we discovered at your ultrasound that you don't sit still.  The poor tech asked me if I had had caffeine (I had not) and said she had never had such a hard time getting a heart beat or measurements on a baby.  All we saw was legs and feet kicking like crazy and little flips and turns all over my belly.  We did finally get you to sit still for a few minutes and saw your strong 150bpm heartbeat.  You are also measuring right on.  So yeah Burrito!  I asked if maybe we could find out if you were a boy or a girl and the tech said all we could do was try.  When you had calmed down and she moved the wand to take a look you snapped your legs shut and refused to move them.  Hyperactive and stubborn?  Work it out of your system now kiddo, because that is not going to fly with your parents once you come out.

I had hoped to get a picture of you while we were there.  I asked, but the machine was out of paper.  It was a bummer, but those images of kicking little legs and feet are forever burned into my memory regardless.

I have felt you move several times now.  The first time being in the shower about two weeks ago.  At first I didn't know what I was feeling, but then I remembered having that exact same feeling with your sister and I knew.  Usually I feel you at night when I am laying on the couch watching TV.  Or when I am in bed getting ready to go to sleep.  It is a good reassuring feeling, so keep it up.

My belly is becoming bigger.  I have been told and read that a person does show sooner with their second pregnancy.  Personally, I think I have just lost a lot of tone and gained a few pounds from all the salty food I crave with how sick I have been with you.  Mabes likes to rub my belly and say, "I can see Burrito!"  This does nothing for my self esteem.  I would like to crawl into a hole and emerge about 20 pounds lighter than I am now.  Since I can't really do that, I have decided to try and really restrict myself to veggies and fruits and lean meats and to do as much as I can at the gym.  Which pretty much means lots of quality time with the elliptical and some of the arm/leg weight machines as well as a Zumba class.  Hopefully that will mean you are a healthy little person when you are born who continues to prefer fruits and veggies to sugary snacks (who I am kidding) and that I will be able to bounce back quickly.  Fingers crossed.

I have been trying to work on teaching your sister that quiet time means playing QUIETLY.  When she was a baby, I went about my regular day during nap time.  I would clean the house, talk on the phone all of that.  However, I didn't pull out tiny humans and recreate all kinds of scenes from Disney at the top of my lungs on the other side of the wall.  She didn't have to nap like that and I don't expect you to either.  So far I haven't been winning this particular battle.  Good thing we still have several more months to work on it.

This past week has been all about taking newborn baby photos.  I have had the best time with all of the cute babies.  I cannot wait for you to come so I can take tons of photos of you.  Your first week of life you may think my face is just a black box with the word Canon stamped on it.  It is a price I am willing to pay for all of the sweet baby cuteness I will capture.

For now you keep growing and I'll keep counting down the days until we get to meet you.

Love,
Mama.


25 June 2012

father's day photo shoot

The local Airborne museum has a huge display with hundreds of American flags called the Field of Honor.  Mabes, Dan and I went down there over Father's Day weekend and did a quick photo shoot celebrating our girlie and her Daddy.
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