Thursdays are my ... "I made it another week" days. Do others who are pregnant or have children think that way? So today marks 17 weeks. Where is the time going?
I am feeling really great lately. There are some aches and pains here and there ... mostly in my back, but overall, there is no way I can complain. I have been eating a ton lately ... it seems like I can't get enough. I'm so nervous to go for my next checkup. I don't want to gain too much. I have wedding just three months after this baby is due. And it's not just any wedding, it's Jenny's!
I keep waiting for a definite feeling of the baby moving, but so far, I am just speculating that I feel him/her every once in a great moon, and to me, that doesn't count. I know the time will come, so I am okay with that.
Lately, my thoughts have been consumed with thinking through moving Emma out of her room and into the bigger room. This will take some time because we have a lot of stuff in there, and we'll need to figure out what to do with everything, but my goal is to have Emma all set up in her new room before Christmas. Then, I will focus on the nursery, which should be easy since we are using the same bedding and everything!
I know this is silly to say at this point, but I am still shocked that I am having another baby. Happily shocked!
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Emma turned two!
Exactly one month ago today, my sweet little baby turned two! My parents came for the weekend and on Sunday, we threw a smallish party for her with our families and couple close friends.We went with a princess theme. She loved the balloon Jenny picked out for her. She did great blowing out her candles and opening her presents. It was a very fun day and celebration of such a sweet girl!
Some of her favorite gifts were shoes, baby doll car seat, pack-n-play and bed and clothes!
Today, I took her for her two-year checkup. She is still very tall ... 37.5 inches (97th percentile), and she weighs 30.4 pounds (80th percentile). I don't remember about her head measurements, but she got a clean bill of health.
At two, Emma can count to nine ... then she goes back to two and counts to nine ... 
she will do this over and over again. She also talks in full sentences and other people can understand her.
she will do this over and over again. She also talks in full sentences and other people can understand her. She also loves to pretend ... she puts her baby dolls to bed, feeds them, cleans them, etc. She also loves to color and read. Her little personality is coming out more and more and I love it!
She is really getting interested in potty training, but that deserves a post all to itself, which I promise to write soon.
I'm really looking forward to what the next year holds for Emma. She makes me so proud and happy!
Sunday, September 18, 2011
An update on life
After I miscarried in May, I was so sad. As each day passed and I saw sweet Emma and all the blessings in my life, I felt much better about things. I knew our day would come to welcome another child if that was what was meant to be.
With that in mind, I waited for my period. I waited and waited and waited. I took a pregnancy test on day 28 ... it was negative. So I waited two more days and retested.
I was shocked to see that familiar double line. I had no idea it would happen so soon, but I was elated for about a week. Then I began to panic a little. What was I thinking? What if I miscarried again? You know, all the crazy thoughts my mind could conjure up.
I went to the doctor around what I was guessing to be the eight-week mark. My visit was horrible. They didn't give me a pregnancy test and said they wouldn't call this a pregnancy until an ultrasound could confirm it. All of this was probably logical to the medical professionals, but I was angry. Luckily, I was able to go in for an ultrasound two days later.
It was a very brief appointment. The technician immediatly pulled up the image of my sweet little baby. His/her heartbeat was in the 160s and she gave me a due date of March 1 ... one day off what I had estimated.
Today, I am 16 weeks and everything seems to be going okay. I have another ultrasound scheduled for Oct. 7, and we are excited to see the baby and find out the sex.
I have so much more to update about Emma and life in general, but I wanted to get this done first. I am busy trying to get the spare room ready for Emma and figure out how our lives will change in the winter/spring. We are so excited!
With that in mind, I waited for my period. I waited and waited and waited. I took a pregnancy test on day 28 ... it was negative. So I waited two more days and retested.
I was shocked to see that familiar double line. I had no idea it would happen so soon, but I was elated for about a week. Then I began to panic a little. What was I thinking? What if I miscarried again? You know, all the crazy thoughts my mind could conjure up.
I went to the doctor around what I was guessing to be the eight-week mark. My visit was horrible. They didn't give me a pregnancy test and said they wouldn't call this a pregnancy until an ultrasound could confirm it. All of this was probably logical to the medical professionals, but I was angry. Luckily, I was able to go in for an ultrasound two days later.
It was a very brief appointment. The technician immediatly pulled up the image of my sweet little baby. His/her heartbeat was in the 160s and she gave me a due date of March 1 ... one day off what I had estimated.
Today, I am 16 weeks and everything seems to be going okay. I have another ultrasound scheduled for Oct. 7, and we are excited to see the baby and find out the sex.
I have so much more to update about Emma and life in general, but I wanted to get this done first. I am busy trying to get the spare room ready for Emma and figure out how our lives will change in the winter/spring. We are so excited!
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