Thursday, September 30, 2010

12 weeks

Well, I'm over 12 weeks, but not quite 13, so I'll get this in before I'm officially 13 weeks.  :)


Yes, I definitely have the baby bump and I've had it since about 8 weeks.  I kind of look a mess here-sorry, but morning-noon-and-night sickness does that to me.

  • Baby's size:  2 inches from crown to rump, about the size of a lime, and weighing 1 1/2 ounces
  • My weight gain this month:  4 pounds
  • Clothes:  maternity pants or belly band and big shirts; Brian's t-shirts at night (my favorite)
  • Cravings:  salty food, bread, and fruit
  • Aversions:  seafood and spicy, even though I'm usually a big spicy food lover
  • How I'm feeling:  morning sickness all day and night.  I was up sick at 12:30 last night.  The zofran doesn't help much.  I've also tried ginger and all kinds of other tricks that don't help much.  I'm trying to be positive about it.  I'm also kind of tired, but not sure if that is just the nausea.  I take about an hour and a half nap every day and go to bed by 10:30.
  • My favorite thing this week:  We went to the doctor to hear the heart beat for the first time.  Brian was beaming and it made me really happy to see the look on his face.  Yes, Brian, there really is a baby in there!  I've also started feeling little flutters already-much earlier than last time.  

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

growing girl

Well, we've got a growing girl around here, and it isn't Harper.

A couple of months ago Brian came home from work and I told him that I had a surprise treat for him in the oven that I knew he would love.  He wasn't in a great mood, and he kept on working in his office.  I told him, to just go in there and get it because I knew he'd really love it.  He went to the oven and opened it, giving me this annoyed expression:


Then he said, "why would you do that to me?  Why would you tell me that you had something for me and then just stick

a bun in the oven?"  I said, "Brian, think about it for a second."  Then (and it was definitely a few seconds) he got it and couldn't believe it.

This is his look of shock.  Ha!  I think if I hadn't been snapping his picture, he would have never gotten it.  I'd tried all day to find Harper a "Big Sister" shirt around town and no one had one.  So, this was how I told him.

So, we are having a baby!  We planned on trying to get pregnant this Fall, and it didn't take us any time.  We are THRILLED!  I'm due to have a planned c-section the first week of April.  AND, we're NOT finding out what the baby is this time around (much to many people's dismay).

So, how am I doing?  Well, I'm almost 13 weeks and I feel pretty nauseous all of the time.  I'm throwing up a bunch still and am kind of miserable about it.  Taking care of Harper during the nausea has been tough, but I'm figuring it out.  I'm looking forward to this going away, but I was sick until week 20 with Harper, so I think I have a ways to go.  I've slacked on cleaning the house because frankly, I'm just so sick.  I've gained 4 pounds, despite the vomiting, so that should tell you about my appetite!  I'm always ALWAYS hungry.  I'm craving fruit, and bread.  I could eat 2 Panera bagel sandwiches for breakfast, an apple and crackers for a snack, a sandwich with turkey or ham, avocado, tomato, cucumber, and brown mustard with sliced pear on the side.  Then, I could have some trail mix in the afternoon, and anything warm and traditional for dinner.  Tonight I'm just making ravioli.  I made tikka masala with chicken last night and I could NOT eat it.  Brian loved it.  We had an appointment today and all went well.  I was a little nervous because I didn't feel like I'd grown much in the last couple of weeks.  But, everything was great.

I'll start posting some profile pictures as soon as I start taking them.  I didn't really do that with Harper, at least not on a weekly routine, so I'll give it a shot this time.  For now, here's a little picture of our baby at 8 weeks.

And here's the munchkin at the doctor's office at 8 weeks.  She saw the sonogram machine and kept saying, "movie!"  I think that's why she's smiling so big...

Monday, September 20, 2010

Harper's 1st UT Game

We scored some last-minute tickets to the UT/Florida game for this weekend.  I haven't been to a UT game since before I was pregnant with Harper, so I was so excited to go!  The tickets were free from a sweet friend, and we even got one for Harper.  We figured we had our best chance for this with 1. a free ticket and 2. a 3:30 kickoff.  So, we packed up the car, sent Georgia for a sleep over, poured the cat a huge bowl of food, and made our way on the 8 hour trip.  More about why this was kind of extra scary later...

We made it to our hotel at 11:00 on Friday night and went upstairs to put Harper to bed.  We brought a pack n play, the one she usually sleeps so well in on all of our trips.  Let me just show you a picture of how long Harper was literally doing summersaults in her pack n play:

Yes, that's right-4 am.  At this point, I got her out, gave her a snack, sang her "mockingbird" (that's our song), and put her in the bed again.  She fell asleep.  Please note that Brian was asleep through the whole thing.  He could sleep through a tornado spinning him off to Oz.  

So, the next day, I knew, was going to be rough.  She was already missing a nap, and we were up at 9 the next morning.  Good grief.

We went to the tailgate with my sorority pledge class, and had a good time eating, catching up, and watching the kids.  There were 4 kids under 2 there, and they were so cute!

After that, we loaded up the car with our tailgating stuff and headed back to our parking spot.  We no sooner buckled Harper in and she was sound asleep.  So, we had to let her nap for about an hour up until the 2nd quarter.  I was really sad to miss the opening because it is really the best part-the band, Smokey, and the team running through the T...but, the girl was a mess and had to nap.  

After that, we had a great time at the game.  We had awesome seats and were able to take the umbrella stroller all the way to our seats.  Harper was so good during the game and I'm so glad that we braved the toddlerhood and went to the game.  

Sadly, UT lost the game.  It seems like we're on a roll in the first couple of quarters, then we get freaked out and blow it.  I don't know what the deal is.  Maybe inexperience coupled with/causing fear?  Anyway, we went back to the hotel after the game, changed and went to dinner.  Harper made herself at home in our room.  AND she went right to bed that night.  

calling downstairs for extra pillows

enjoying her room service (mommy), breakfast in bed

What a great weekend!  

Thursday, September 16, 2010


Yep, while I was making some decaf, checking 5 million emails, and looking at the news, little one did this.  I kind of just let her because that's her cabinet-the only one not locked.  You may notice my computer sitting right above her head.  Considering I was on the computer while she did this, um I really kind of let her.  Georgia got up and moved into the hallway as if to say,

"it wasn't me, mom."  I crack up at her, because she often rolls her eyes at Harper and lets out a huff.  This was one of those times.  Luckily for me, Harper loves the "clean-up song," so I sang it to her and like magic

she cleaned up the mess!  Take that, Mary Poppins. Then I tried to get her to sit in the chair for a picture, but she did not like that one bit.  I'm glad that the doctor told me that this is the "terrible two's" because I might be freaking out a little.

I did get some cute ones off of the chair, and even got her to smile.  She gets a kick out of saying "cheese."

Alright, gotta go clean the banana out of my pants and have some play time.  

Friday, September 10, 2010

Story Corps

I used to drive to school/work when the sun was coming up, and I always enjoyed that quiet time in the car.  I drove over two bridges and took my time over them to see the pinks, oranges, and blues from the sky reflecting off of the chesapeake.  Fridays were my favorites for the most obvious reason, but also because it meant "story corps" on NPR.  The program started at 6:35, at the end of my little commute, and I usually wound up sitting in the parking lot at work crying.  My friend Susan would listen too, and we enjoyed discussing it.

Every Friday, story corps airs a story or collaboration of stories just about the human experience.  Anyone in America can go to a lab and record his/her story.  The aired stories only total about 3 minutes, but those few minutes speak a lifetime of love, hurt, joy, beauty, and reality.  I love it so much that I bought the book, Listening is an Act of Love.  

Susan texted me this morning to tell me to listen to it.  I went online and listened, and you might enjoy it to.  Here's the link:

Every September they air something about September 11th.  This one's pretty original.  

Thursday, September 9, 2010

beachy keen

We had a good Labor Day weekend, despite threats from mean ol' hurricane Earl.  Our plan was to go visit friends in Raleigh, NC, then head to Greenville to pick up some other friends, then head to the Outer Banks.  But, as of Wednesday night, Earl was headed straight for the OB.  So, we waited it out to see what would happen and ended up getting to go to the beach on Saturday.  Earl didn't really hit where we were going, so it kind of worked out.  Could the beach look any more beautiful?

Brian had the great idea to let her "surf" on the boogie board.  Harper was a natural! 

Our beach baby certainly loved it.  I mean, look at that little surfer girl!  It was much different than last year.  This year she can walk run, and she had a blast.  We met up with Matt and Kathryn in the nicest little place and enjoyed the beach on Saturday and Sunday.  It was a short trip, but I'm glad we got to go even for a little bit.

harps spent hours collecting shells, digging in the sand, and RUNNING into the ocean

I'm just now posting because I've been battling a nasty cold since Monday,  and it has been hard.  Taking care of Harper (who's also sporting a runny nose and apparent cold) while I'm sick is not easy.  The house has been a wreck, but oh well.  Brian's been bringing me soup and medicine, and I'm starting to feel better.  I'm popping a lasagna in the oven for some non-liquid food and turning in early again.  Good night!