32 weeks

We are in countdown mode around our house (well, maybe it's just me) and we just had our 32 week appointment.  Try as I might, I just couldn't talk our doctor into putting me on bed rest.  I don't think she thinks that the need to sit by the pool warrants bed rest.  I guess I'll try again in two weeks.

I have only gained 8 pounds so far in this pregnancy.  I am all belly.

My patience is thin and I think it's starting to show, hence the countdown.

This baby is a mover and a groover.  He moves/flips/flexes/stretches/jabs all.the.time.  I wonder if this will continue once he's born.

I'm nesting like crazy.  I'm constantly going through things and then going through them again, just to be sure.  I think it has to do that things aren't nearly as crazy this time around as they were with Luke.  We aren't moving/buying a house/having a preemie all in one week.  At least my plan is to keep it that way.  I just didn't have the option to nest with Luke.

Here's to the next 7 weeks!

Conversation

Walking into church yesterday morning:
Luke: Rocket!
Me: That's the steeple, Luke

He cracks me up!!

First Day

Luke had his very first day at daycare/preschool yesterday.  While he held onto me pretty tight in the beginning, once he saw there were toys, he was just fine.  He also took his monkey with him (that's his favorite stuffed animal and his security blanket of sorts) so he had a 'buddy' to help him through the day as well.  I called to check in on him about halfway through the day and the director said he acted like he had been there forever, just never missing a beat!  She commented on how happy he is and how well he was interacting with the staff and the other kids.  I'm so proud of my big boy!!

Associations

Saturday I took Luke to my parents home for the day so Chris could paint the living room without a toddler 'helping'.  We got to Hot Springs and met them both at McDonalds for breakfast.  He was really excited about breakfast, but when he saw M and Pa (my mom and dad) he jumped up and down and pointed squealing with delight.

After breakfast we went on to M and Pa's house where Luke immediately took me to the garage to get his tub of toys - which consists only of trucks, cars and airplanes - and the playing commenced.  I left Luke with my dad while mom and I went to a few garage sales and up to the school where she works.  While we were gone I called to check in on Luke, but mainly my dad, and found out they went next door because the neighbor's grandkids were over.  While they were there the kids were starting to swim in the lake and Luke wanted in on the action, so Mike (the neighbor) dipped Luke's feet in the water by the seawall.  Apparantly that wasn't satisfactory to Luke, so Mike just let him stand up in the water (which is about waist deep when you're 2) and Luke loved it.  My poor dad had just gotten back to the house when I called and he had stripped Luke from the waist down, and was searching for his diaper bag to find a new diaper.  He got Luke changed and his shorts in the dryer and they both made some fun memories :)

When mom and I returned, it was about time to put Luke down for a nap.  Once he woke up we packed up and drove over to my Grandma's home.  When we pulled into the driveway Luke started asking 'Grandma?' 'Grandma?'  'Treat?'  'Treat?'  I love that he puts those two together - it's amazing what he retains and remembers from past trips.  When we went inside to Grandma's house, he ran right into her den and started bringing out mints and chocolate until Grandma offered him a sucker.  That boy loves suckers.

We had a wonderful time visiting with family for the day and headed home.  Chris had finished all the painting and we needed to get ready to keep our nephews for the night.  Luke was thrilled when they got here and they had a blast playing together.  After dinner at Chik-fil-a we came home, made the bed and the boys watched Toy Story 2.  Luke absolutely adores his cousins - I hope that they grow up to be great friends! 

We've had an awesome Memorial Day weekend!  Now to get into the pool...

Letter to the Womb

Dear Baby,

Seriously!  At any moment you could give the kicking/rolling/hiccups/moving a break.  For an hour.  That's all I'm asking!!  You rarely take a break from what I can only assume is strength training for your arrival, and my insides are starting to hurt. 

In other news, we've got your room arranged to some sort of functional layout.  What was once a guest room is no more and eventually (when your dad's hand heals some more) we'll get some paint on the walls and all your things put in its' place.  And then, when you're old enough, you'll take everything out of its place and put it wherever you like.

Tomorrow we will celebrate 28 weeks of this pregnancy which takes us into the THIRD trimester!  I'm starting to nest and feel the need to get everything in order - from home to office - for your arrival in a few short months. 

Love you little one!
Mom and Dad

Letter to Womb

Dear Baby,

You are growing so big and strong within my tummy and I love feeling your hiccups, punches and kicks.  I just wish I felt them more during the day than all night.  A mommy's got to sleep, ya hear?  Right now you are 24 weeks along and about the size of a grapefruit.

I'm pretty sure we've decided on a name, but as you will soon find out, things are always subject to change.  I think Luke likes the name because he can say it.  He thinks it's funny when I ask him where you are, but he points to my belly and gives you a kiss.  I hope that you two are best buddies!

We had our echocardiogram done last week and the cardiologist and her team were amazing.  They really were great about putting us at ease, and they were sweet even when you decided you were done and rolled over to make them really work for their images.  After an hour of ultrasound scanning, it was determined that you were definitely ornry, but perfect in every way.  They could not find any sign of a hole, no sign of a defect anywhere.  It was an answer to our prayers!

We love you already, little one.
Mom and Dad

two year old moments

I find that as Luke gets deeper and deeper into being two, his emotions come out more and more.  And those emotions, whether happy, sad, mad, etc...come out in full force.  It's not a little giggle, it's running around laughing at the top of his lungs.  If he's mad, it's stomping his feet, wailing his hands at you and screaming 'no!' at the top of his lungs. 

I love my mister, but some of these two year old moments are testing not only him, but me as well.

Off to start another week - hopefully with a minimum of two year old moments...