My Future Chef

What a big helper

Now get out of the kitchen so I can work!

Welcome Back Stretchy Pants!

It's true, you get bigger faster with your second. It's totally okay because that means that I get to wear God's gift to women. No, I don't mean chocolate, but I am pretty sure The Man would not oppose to my wearing that. I am refering to elastic waist pants. What a delight to wear pants that you can pull off and on without buttons. (Thank goodness no one tries to pants a pregnant lady or I would be in trouble.) How utterly fantastic to slide on pants that are comfortable everyday, because let's face it you feel big no matter what.
Having a pregnant fat day? No big deal, they make pants for that. Having a pregnant not-fat day? Don't stress out, they are the same pants! What a perfect system. Now, how to we get non-maternity clothes to fit like that?
Well, this is me at 24 1/2 weeks and yes I am that vain that I have to put the 1/2 in. I love being pregnant and I love finally looking pregnant. Yea for finally hitting that mark so I no longer simply look like I gained 10 pounds! Which, by the way, always does wonders for your ego. :)
Baby girl is growing great. We saw the doctor this week. All of my levels are normal, she is right on target and so far the doc think that i just might be able to avoid pre-eclampsia. Woo hoo. Til next time.

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween! We love your "bones"!

(For those that pay attention, yes this is the same costume GMan wore last year. He was supposed to be Tigger but wouldn't put it on. It worked out though.)

(Is this not the coolest shirt ever?!?! I cannot take any credit for it. My friend Christina made it when she was pregnant with her little girl. Yes, I said she made it, totally free handed it. Awesome! There is a red bow on her head and everything. She has most definitely got some mad art skills.)

A Boy's version of dress up

Let me preface by saying we don't really own any "dress up" clothes for my boy. What he came up with is what I am assuming is a two year olds version of dress up and playing.

The hat is one that we have had from when The Man and I went and toured the Hoover Dam. It is frequently worn by Gman as we play. The floaties were ones that we bought to take to Mexico with us. In Mexico he did not want to wear them and especially not in the water. Apparently the same holds true for Oklahoma. He found them in his closet and wore them all afternoon without a drop of water in sight. The ball, well that was simply the best accessory ever because if he rolled it to mom and dad they would roll it back. It also went everywhere throughout the house with him along with the items he was actually wearing. I love kids and their imaginations!

My Hat

What do you call a sweatshirt that mom gets stuck on your head while trying to take it off? Well Gman calls it "My Hat". This particular hat got to stay on for 20 minutes until nap time. Silly kid.

Walk like frog

The other day Gman was walking around our house on all fours and this is the conversation I heard:
Dad: Are you walking around like a bear?
Gman: No, I walk like frog
Dad: Really, is that how a frog walks?
Gman: Yes, and this is frog jumping (as he jumps to his two feet and hops around) but I walk like frog (back on all fours)

Yup, it's a girl!

I know lots of you know already, but some don't, we found out that we are having a girl! My doctor thought it was a boy, but his bad. When I was 12 weeks I had to get an ultrasound because they couldn't hear the heart beat. Well, the ultrasound showed everything was fine and it was also a clear bum shot. What the doc thought was a prominent manhood ended up being an umbilical cord sticking out.

Fast forward five weeks later and I was telling the ultrasound tech that the Doc thought it was a boy. This tech knows my doc well since he sends all of his patients to this particular clinic. She simply started to laugh, told us it was a girl and that my doctor is never right. She thinks that he needs to use his ultrasound machine to determine if there is a baby and nothing else. :)

The Man still isn't too sure about the determination. An ultrasound technician and a doctor (who actually knows how to use the machine) both verified the gender multiple times but I am still not supposed to buy anything before Christmas and I must save all receipts. (This way the 90 day receipt expiration will not have lapsed before the baby is born.) He's just worried it's going to end up being a boy with a pink room. :)

All is still going well. When the belly is a little bigger we will take pics and post them. Hope all is great in your neck of the woods!