WE ARE HAVING.......A.............

I know that you probably could care less about what i write with a title like that because if you're out there you just want to know what it is...I am ecstatic today.

Taylor and I went to the doctor for the sonogram!!!!! This one was great, our first time around with Jax the ultrasound was not so great, that doesnt even cut it, it sucked. A time that should have been fabulous and fantastic for us first time parents was ruined by a ultrasound tec who treated us like crap. She made it impossible for me to see anything she kept the screen turned, and when I attempted to look she told me I was messing her up and to lay back down. She was teaching someone which is what makes it worse. She was more concerned with showing the student, than the first time mom to be who had been anxiously waiting on pins and needles to find out what her little pnut was, looked like, did in her tummy all day, etc. All in all that was a horrible experience, one that I was hopeing would not reoccur this go round, and IT DID NOT! Thank you GOD, you are glorious! GOD put Amanda Green in that office today just for us. I know it!

We arrive, and were brought in. The UTech was as cute as a button, and so completely sweet, she had three kids of her own. When we came in she immediately made us feel at home. U know the typical come in pull your pants down, and your shirt off, and here some KY, feel at home. Taylor and I were already at ease within the first thirty seconds.

Amanda took her time and showed us everything! Head, bone, heart, butt, back of head which baby bubbles was more than happy to show us alot of. She is the most awesomeus ultrasound tech ever she showed us the feet, tummy, and baby bubbles was not so inclined to show us what it was. But Amanda was determined to get that shot no matter how long it took (love her), and several times this momma (who has absolutely no idea what the big blob of goo on the screen was,  thought she saw something, but turned out it was feet).

Well here it is the moment you have all been waiting, and if you cheated and scrolled down, well thats fine too because BABY BUBBLES is a.............

That special time of year

There comes a time every year that is so magical that I absolutely love it!
Im not talking about Christmas, I am undoubtedly a NERD! (notice all caps) but I absolutely love when my son's birthday comes around.
ITS my favorite. Don't get me wrong I love the birth of baby Jesus and celebrating when he rose, but I absolutely love planning and executing my son's birthday!

It was such a special day, the day I met him even threw exhaustion and drugs I knew he was a keeper.
I remember that I never really got to have great thought out birthday parties each year as  a child , and that I LOVE doing it for him.
So what do I have up my sleeve for his birthday party. HE is turning the big 4!
Well last year we did PIRATES! and boy was it a hit. We went to the local gymnastics center and everyone walked to trampoline plank into foam blocks, then ziplined down into another set of foam blocks, made their own swords, and thoroughly had an awesome time. If I do say so myself.
I was torn this year between two categories so I went to the one who would know best...
Little man! and he chose the following:
duh duh duh daaaaaaa
SUPERHERO's Party. There is something about putting on his spiderman/superman/iron man/transformer costumes that just lights him up. And even though they don't have guns little man is always trying to incorporate his ray gun. Which scares off the monsters!

But this is not just any super hero party! This one will be equipped with capes and mask and a super hero training camp. Plus everyone will get their own superhero card (with their picture in a super hero pose). HOW AWESOME!

So I am currently working on this and came across this site SEWPLAINJANE.com where they sell custom capes for Kids 

 

How flipping adorable. and I thought in light of goodie bags what kid wouldnt want their own super hero cape! So I priced it and guess what? TOTALLY Cheaper than goodie bags! I am so stoaked!

 

Next step is to line up the party place, then INVITATIONs, and a guest list, then after that the ideal cake for such a big boy...he is turning 4 and that is huge to him. He is officially a big little boy. I have an idea of what I want and I cant wait to share with you guys until then....

ITS no Secret!!!

Okay so the pregnancy as of this moment.....Kinda is. Im fifteen weeks along, sixteen on Thursday....WOW the time has flown. And with the help of Dillards Clearance department and some fluffy clothes, I have decided to not make this one known like I did with my first just because, at work I feel like I was overlooked for a job that I was absolutely perfect for because they knew I was preggers, and then it just went from there...LONG STORY! I also cannot personally stand that people act as if you are incapable of the slightest movement when pregnant. NO let me lift that newspaper you shouldnt do that....WHich is why I contribute the nicety of others (which by all means I am grateful for in some situations) to my gaining waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to much weight with the first baby...AND the god awful stretch marks that followed, and have stuck around. BAD NICE PEOPLE.

So while the pregnancy may be a secret-SHHHHHH for now its not a secret that I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want a baby girl!

Now I am by no means opposed to a boy, I mean I have a son. Who I love more than anything...He is my bestest good buddy! And he knows it! I love every waking moment with him and would truely die for him if need be! I love that he loves trucks, trains, and airplanes, and is all boy! But I really HOPE this is a little girl because I need some ribbons and curls, and little dresses with frilly lace and polka dots! Matchy matchy shoes, and hair other than my own. Dance classes, and gymnastics, barbie dolls and things that I can take part in and know exactly what they are, or they are supposed to do. (Im am constantly asked what certain trucks and tools do and I honestly have NO idea) I just need some girl to go with my boy....I dont think that is bad, or wrong of me is it?

I have even begun to refer to the baby as a her, a she, little princess. my girly girl. My little M. I cant wait to find out and then to meet BUBBLES. (thats the name I gave her for inside my belly)

Well a little update from the old Doctor....As of January 5th, 2012-Although I do not look it, and certainly do not believe it...(I think it was a fluke, but I will take it) I am down eight pounds who knew to loose weight just get knocked up. I have been trying to get rid of extra pounds for three years now....
Stats I care about: 
Pants: don't fit without elastic, or rubberband, a pair of pliers, or just removing the button altogether.
Shirts:  have to be fluffy/flowey, or a mans or else in my mind you can definitely tell something.
Underware: Little known thing about pregnancy but it sucks....Just go up a size...or two. Unless you like the pulling/tearing sound made when sitting down, or the idea of fabric slidding in your butt crack. Trust me either instance NOT FUN.
Drinking: at least two Dasani's (sometimes by force) a day.
Eating: about six meals, one of which consist of two cutie oranges (yummy).
Calorie Count:...I have no idea! I have just been putting the food in there, who cares about counting it (dont hate).
Peeing: at least sixty times a day-WHAT FUN!
Skin-A little itchy so lathering up the lotion. Trying Mustela-9 Mois.
Hair-Looks like crap, I cant keep it from looking oily, and therefore it is up on my head more often than not.
Energy Level- Dragging ass....can barely keep up. MUST take nap.
Baby-still in there and I still feel bubbles.

Well as always I will keep you updated. Drop me line I would love to hear from you....really anybody.

Anticipation

Well the much anticipated day came, and yes I took off from work, and went without an ultrasound! WHAT?!?@?

So went to the doctor on Monday to find out I would be poked full of holes, have to pee in a cup, answer fiftybagillion questions, and no picture! Nope they werent expecting me for that kind of visit so I needed to come back in two weeks. SAY WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!@

Oh no! So I did all that went to the front desk lady to see what they had for Tuesday! (did I mention impatient) Nada, Wednesday, NADA, Thursday for crying out loud.....ding ding ding one appointment at 1030! HALLELUIAH! TOOK IT!

And guess what I got.......

well yes I got to pee in a cup, again, its kinda the thing in the ob office apparently, but I also got


This. How cute is my little kumqwait! So cute! And lookign at this I just know its a BOY (it looks identical to what Jax looked like) but who knows maybe...Hopefully I am wrong! I really need some hair, and bows, and dresses, and shoes, and purses, dolls, princesses and PINK for goodness sake! Im drowning in trucks (and I dont know what kind they are).

Well I also got a due date but Im sure its going to be wrong....and some much needed encouragement from the doctor with no NO NO sense of humor.  Due date is July 6, 2012, and encouragement was dont worry this labor PROBABLY won't be as long as the first... CONSIDERING I WAS IN LABOR FOREVER with JAX I sure hope not!!!!

Please anyone out there with a second child let me know that labor is shorter, quicker, the drugs work, and painless it would be really appreciated at this moment. ALSO a guess on what kumqwait is, I would love to hear any.....

Exhaustion

Im not sure if it is the pregnancy or the lack of caffeine. Whoever did a study to find out that pregnant people should not drink coke, or pepsi, should be shot! I mean five hour energies are out, and exhaustion has set in here, so what am I supposed to do.......CHEW GUM.... well Apparently according to Google I should chew gum to stay awake, hmph who knew.

well I am up for trying anything....at least for the next five minutes.

Im so sleepy. I found myself in a George Costanza (sienfield reference, although i never watch sienfield) at lunchtime today. I literally crawled under my desk pulled out my blanket, I keep for when its cold in the office, and passed out for about fourty five minutes. I would have probably slept straight on to five oclock if my mother hadnt called. I swear with my mom its like she has an alert on her phone that tells her when I am napping. Is that an ap, that I am unaware of, and do they have another ap to fight it?

Well on a happy note, normally I would do a jig, but I can barely type I am so tired, it is Friday, and seeing as I am planning on making it to Monday, at least I hope! I will get to see the inside of this here belly. I promise to take a belly pic, even though I dread it!
It will probably look more like an arial map with a giant crater in the center. You see I have stretch marks from my first baby, and they have yet to retreat. If anyone out there happens to have an awesome remedy, trust me I have tried different things but am open to try more, please let me know.
And if I can figure it out a pic of the pic I get from the good ole doc.

Oh and on the pants war....Im losing hopelessly there, there are literally two pairs of pants in my closet that fit. The jeans that are on my butt right now are hanging on for dear life as is the rubberband that is double looped around the button. Thank God I own two long shirts. Oh crap that makes for exactly four outfits. LOOKS like I am off to Target after work.

well I hope everyone has a good weekend......
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Oh sorry just drifted off on the keyboard.

Im going nuts over here!!!!!!!

OK the anticipation is absolutely killing me!!!! I am sitting here reading all the new growth that my lil one is experiencing in my belly and its making me abosolutely crazy. I want to see her! (note the gender reference, although I have no idea) I cant wait until next monday to see her. What was I thinking.

WAIT. Im impatient as heck. ARE you kidding. And being uncertain if there is more than just the one in there is also killing me. I mean I have physically never been so dang hungry in my life every two hours on the dot. I starve. Like now is apparently lunch time. in two hours it will be dinner time. and then two hours after that will be second dinner time, and dont even get me started on third dinner. HOW in the holy heck ama doo am I supposed to keep my figure and keep this hush for a lil bit if all I can think of doing is eating. I even think of eating when I am eating. And then I feel sick, but luckily not so much today. So maybe my letter to the baby helped. (Quick everyone knock on wood)

I have to say I just saw another pregnant girl in the lobby. One I work with. She is probably like sixteen weeks along and I couldnt tell. She just looked like she ate alot over the Thanksgiving holiday. Me I look like I ate the Turkey, and the ham and they got stuck around my uterus. What is going on in there. OKAY new thought someone needs to invent the carry along ultrasound. One you can do at home by yourself. I know then going to the doctor would not be near as fun but still you would be able to see what is happening, and think of the money you would make. (PS if you take this idea at least give me a little credit to it, and possibly some money would be awesome).

Can you guess what I am thinking about right now. Its 1115 and yep Im thinking about lunch. Looks like I will be heading to Target this afternoon to get clown pants, seeing as to those are probably the only ones that will fit me tomorrow. Maybe I can find a loose fitting top while Im there. And pick up third dinner. yum.

Talk soon

Dear

Dear Baby,
Please stop making mommy want to throw up at work. I promise I will spend tons of time with you when on maternity leave if you do, but sadly if you dont I will have to use up all of my sick leave and then I wont get paid for that time off and I wont be able to sit at home and lovingly look at you and smile, play with you, or any of the other fun stuff i really want to do.

Dear Jax,
Please stop jumping on mommys belly, back, legs, head, pretty much just stop jumping on mommy. Paired with the nausea the constant fear of you running around the corner and jumping on mommy has gotten her restless. Also I am really sorry that I havent been much fun. I have been battling something you will hopefully never encounter. NAUSEA.....And the thought of eating or sometimes the thought of cookin anything in general makes me want to vomit. And no my dear it isnt just you but mommy has adjusted your bedtime by thirty minutes so that she can get some extra snuggle time in there before daddy comes in and wakes her with his loud snoring. Im sorry but I will record Bubble Guppies and we can watch them on Saturday morning at 6AM, and I will be sure to wake daddy as I am sure he wont want to miss one bit.

Dear T.
Please stop snoring. Please stop feeling frisky at 1:30 AM when you know I have to work a full fourteen hour day. Please stop laying all of your body weight on me in the middle of the night, I although you may not believe this am not the $75 pillow that you had to have at the SLEEP NUMBER store. PS when I ask you to wake up in the morning because I need some help getting little one dressed. Please do SO. Dont make me treat you like a child.

Dear work.
Do you think you could go away, but still send me a paycheck? I mean I am not lazy, just exhausted.

Dear clothing,
DO you think you could maybe just hang in there a little while longer I mean tommorow will only be the start of the 8th week. I still have 32 more to go. Please  just fit for another ten weeks, its not to much to ask I promise! I will be good to you, no more weekends stuck in the dryer. No more three day layovers on the couch! Just stay with me please, hang in there. You and I both know that maternity clothes suck, they are big, and fluffy, and you want to kick them out of the closet. SO just fight back a little and stay in the game, and if its not too much to ask please dont rip in public.

Dear stomach,
If you wouldnt mind too terribly please lay flat for a little while longer. You see it has become increasing difficult to button pants around you, and to get them up all together. So just stay in there hidden for another...lets say ten weeks, that should do it. Oh and I know that if you would stop craving potatos of every kind that would probably help. Im just saying!

Dear Cherry Coke
Stop making me want you!

Dear water,
Please make yourself more appealing.

Dear sleep,
 I really miss you!