Monday, October 27, 2014

24 Weeks

Pregnancy is flying by and I'm doing a terrible job of documenting any of it.  We're currently 24 weeks in and Baby J is doing great.  Despite this photo above, which looks like I walk around with the back pain of an 82 year-old woman,  I'm feeling good and really pretty comfortable.  Even been hitting up a couple of classes at the RAC a couple times a week. I can't say my kick boxing is pretty, but I'm sticking it out until I simply can't do it any more.  You're welcome, fellow Kickin' It classmates.

Chris and I have begun the negotiations for Baby J's name.  Let me tell you, naming a person is a gigantic responsibility.  I've always thought myself a decisive person, but when it comes to naming offspring, I seem to like to keep all options open until forced by hospital staff to give a legal name for birth certificate documentation.  I bet it comes down to a game time decision this time around too.

Lakin and Bennett are really getting into the baby spirit and love to lift my shirt at inappropriate times to give the baby some acknowledgement.  Bennett is especially fond of giving her slobbery kisses from the outside.  It's adorable... until it's disgusting.  Lakin has been working on her own list of names which includes: Lakin, Paper and Sally.  All strong contenders.  I feel confident that once baby arrives she'll never know the luxury of her own personal space bubble.

There's lots of new babies in my life right now and holding them makes me so excited for her newborn smell and baby snuggles. I can't believe we've just hit the 6 month mark.  Little one will be here before we know it.  Welcome to crazy town, baby girl.  We're waiting for you.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Donuts, Baby Girls & Great Expectations

So this pregnancy is flying by and I just went this week for our anatomy ultrasound.  I talked Chris into finding out the gender this time.  I figured with our impending move, it might be nice to know what clothes to keep out and what to store away.  But in reality, the suspense was killing me.

 Here's a little bump photo.  Don't mind the dirty mirror or the blurry toddler.  He's cute, though, isn't he?
 Chris thinks photos of people with cameras blocking their face are creepy.  But I attempted to focus and them move the camera and the final product was lots of random shots of the mirror frame.  So.  Creepy. It. Is.

 A headless photo.  Perhaps even creepier?

I had the most lovely ultrasound tech this time around and I think I could have napped in that room for hours if they would have let me.  What has the world come to when going to the doctor and lying on an exam table has become a vacation?

Baby is developing like a little champ and even had a hand up over its forehead for the entire ultrasound.  Perhaps this baby is more in tune with its future surroundings than we think.  After the all clear and healthy check we found out that our third child will be a GIRL.

I met Chris in the clinic lobby following my appointment and showed him our images from the ultrasound.  He beamed when he came to the image declaring baby's sex.  "I can't wait to have another daughter."  Chris is an amazing father to Lakin, it will be so fun to watch him raise another little girl.  I swung by Dunkin' to pick up two pink donuts for the kids (and a Chocolate Long John - for the baby, alright).

I saved the donuts for after dinner and waited for Chris to come home, certain that our announcement about baby SIS would be monumental.  Lakin's been determined this baby would be a girl and I figured we'd at least get an excited reaction out of her.

Chris started to set the donuts down in front of the kids before I had my phone ready to video and I barked at him to wait a minute so we didn't miss this moment on camera... obviously I had some high expectations for the reaction.  When I was filming, Chris gave the kids the donuts and we told them why they were pink... the response was radio silence and extreme concentration on eating those friggin' donuts.  Apparently, a Dunkin' Donut is just as exciting, if not more, than a baby sister.  

To watch: Check out my Instagram feed.

 Later, in the absence of donuts, they were able to express their extreme excitement over baby sister.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014


We recently checked this book out from the library.

It's about a bossy ambitious big sister and her little brother.  When her kitty runs away, she turns her attention to her impressionable little brother who learns to dance, play piano and dress to impress under her direction and leadership.  We had the book in our house for four days and Lakin had the whole thing memorized.  Perhaps she felt it was like her memoir since she too, is always working on a young protégé.

The other day Lakin was doing time in time out when Ben decided to sit in solidarity with her at the end of the hallway.  Despite my efforts to make him scram he told me, "I do timeout." So if misery likes company, who am I to step in?  As Ben sat there and endured punishment with Lakin I heard her whisper to him a line from the library book.  "Ben, you're my greatest masterpiece."   To which Bennett replied, "Masterpee."  And they had a good laugh, because pee.  Obviously.

Despite her bossiness, steam rolling and sometimes bad influence, Bennett loves his big sister and wants to be just like her.  It's endearing.  (And slightly terrifying.)