The dragon and pea in a pod. Those were my two boys this year. Gabe dressed up like a dragon (also mistaken for a dinosaur). :)
We went to Abby's B-day party mid October and dressed up and of course dressed up again on Halloween. We went to Nana and Papo's house and trick or treated over in their neighborhood. Then we headed to Mimsey and Grandpa's house.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Gabe flies a kite
It was so windy on Sunday that we decided to go down to the school's big playground and try to fly a kite. So fun!
We loaded Gabe into the wagon and Gavin in the stroller.
He did a great job and had a lot of fun!
A friend's birthday party
Gabe's friend Camryn.
Gabe with some other friends.
Here are some pics.of Gabe at his friend Caroline's Mickey Mouse b-day party.
Friday, October 03, 2008
The Zoo with 2
I ventured to the zoo with both boys on Friday. It wasn't too bad because Gavin slept the whole time as I carried him in my Peanut shell sling. Love that thing. :)
We went with our friends Liz and Brody.
We went with our friends Liz and Brody.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Bradshaw Reunion
We have an annual reunion with my grandmother's side of the family. It's all of her sisters and cousins and their families.
We went while Gavin was just a couple of weeks old.
We went while Gavin was just a couple of weeks old.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Gabe and all the cute things he says
I don't want to forget the following:
We talk to Gabe a lot about being happy or sad. He was throwing a temper tantrum the other day on the stairs after his nap and I said "maybe you need to go back to bed if you can't be happy."
He said, "happy doe?" which in english means where did happy go. I laughed out loud. He again said it today. Casey was upset that Gabe was not obeying and Gabe told me that daddy sad. I said, "Oh is daddy sad." He said, "daddy happy doe?" translation: Where did daddy's happy go? He is so cute, funny and smart! And he really obeys really good most of the time! We went to the JBF sale today and he obeyed so good. I mean this place is covered with 2-year-old temptations from ride-on toys to a sea of little people, fisher price and other toys....he really did good considering how much there was to "play" with.
I had promised him that we would go to a pizza place called Double Dave's if he would obey mommy at the sale.
I digress but there's a funny story about Double Dave's. Casey first took Gabe and my 2 nieces there back in July. At that time they were able to ride on this race car game they had. When we went back the race car game was broken. So Gabe came home talking about how the race car was "brokey" and "we go to nother pissa pace ride race car." Over and over he would talk about another place with a race car. So we went back to Double Dave's 2x and the car was still "brokey." We finally went to Chuck E cheese and they had a race car he could ride.
So today we are on our way to another Double Dave's we saw near the mall. I had told him we were going to another Double Dave's. On the way there we saw a Chuck E Cheese and he wanted to go there. So we went to CeC instead. He loves the Bob the Builder ride there. That's all he does when he goes to CeC. I actually bought him a Bob the Builder costume today. I also bought a dragon that he can wear for Halloween and bought Bob costume just for fun since it was so cheap. I bought Gavin a Pea in a Pod costume. Cousin Abby's b-day is in mid October and she loves Halloween so they always do a Halloween-themed costume party. That's all for now. There are other things I want to write about but am so tired...and need to rest while I can. Gavin will want to eat shortly. He went on a 3 hour eating spree this evening so I'm hoping he won't be hungry for a while but I have a feeling it will be a long night. :)
We talk to Gabe a lot about being happy or sad. He was throwing a temper tantrum the other day on the stairs after his nap and I said "maybe you need to go back to bed if you can't be happy."
He said, "happy doe?" which in english means where did happy go. I laughed out loud. He again said it today. Casey was upset that Gabe was not obeying and Gabe told me that daddy sad. I said, "Oh is daddy sad." He said, "daddy happy doe?" translation: Where did daddy's happy go? He is so cute, funny and smart! And he really obeys really good most of the time! We went to the JBF sale today and he obeyed so good. I mean this place is covered with 2-year-old temptations from ride-on toys to a sea of little people, fisher price and other toys....he really did good considering how much there was to "play" with.
I had promised him that we would go to a pizza place called Double Dave's if he would obey mommy at the sale.
I digress but there's a funny story about Double Dave's. Casey first took Gabe and my 2 nieces there back in July. At that time they were able to ride on this race car game they had. When we went back the race car game was broken. So Gabe came home talking about how the race car was "brokey" and "we go to nother pissa pace ride race car." Over and over he would talk about another place with a race car. So we went back to Double Dave's 2x and the car was still "brokey." We finally went to Chuck E cheese and they had a race car he could ride.
So today we are on our way to another Double Dave's we saw near the mall. I had told him we were going to another Double Dave's. On the way there we saw a Chuck E Cheese and he wanted to go there. So we went to CeC instead. He loves the Bob the Builder ride there. That's all he does when he goes to CeC. I actually bought him a Bob the Builder costume today. I also bought a dragon that he can wear for Halloween and bought Bob costume just for fun since it was so cheap. I bought Gavin a Pea in a Pod costume. Cousin Abby's b-day is in mid October and she loves Halloween so they always do a Halloween-themed costume party. That's all for now. There are other things I want to write about but am so tired...and need to rest while I can. Gavin will want to eat shortly. He went on a 3 hour eating spree this evening so I'm hoping he won't be hungry for a while but I have a feeling it will be a long night. :)
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Gavin's arrival
We started Saturday off by going to the mall. We had a few things to return/exchange at Gymboree and we promised Gabe he could ride on the "motor psyche." I also went to the mall with the intention of going to get a picture of Gabe with my belly. I had wanted to do this but hadn't gotten around to it...and I was fast approaching 40 weeks. :) We walked from one end of the mall to the other and ended up not getting the pictures with the promise from Casey that we would take some at home that evening (famous last words). We came home and Gabe and I took a nice 2 hour nap. Later I decided I wanted to go to Half price books. I wanted to get a certain nursing book that I did own but had lost and then also look at Lamaze/birthing techniques books. I bought a Lamaze video, lamaze book, bradley method book and a cute baby book. That evening after we ate dinner around 8, I started having some "braxton hicks" while I was reading the Bradley method book. It was talking about breathing normally through contractions by getting completely comfortable in your bed and relaxing every muscle in your body. So as I was getting ready for bed, I started breathing through these "braxton hicks" contractions I was having. I was seriously just practicing. I didn't really time them but they had started to come more frequently. So all of that was about 8:30 -9 p.m. I laid in bed and at times would get up and gather things together for my hospital bag. Around 9:15 or 9:30 I found Casey working on Gabe's motorcycle he got for Christmas. I said, "You need to pack a bag for you and Gabe. I will be really mad if I go into labor and you are packing your bag." At the time I truly did not think I was in labor. So I continued to have contractions but they were not painful. But they did seem to be coming consistently. I was in bed around 10:30 or 11 and Casey came to bed and fell asleep immediately. At the time he went to bed I said I might be in labor. He asked, "are you timing them." I said, "no." But at this time they were a little painful and the Bradley method I had just learned was really helping. Since we didn't take a child birth class this time around, I couldn't remember how far apart the contractions should be to warrant going to the hospital. At 11:30 I called the labor and delivery desk at the hospital and told the nurse, Lydia that I was having these contractions and was having to breathe through them and they seemed to be coming between every 10 minutes. She said to drink a bottle of water and if after 30 minutes I was still having them, to come to the hospital. My biggest concern was getting Gabe out of bed and going to the hospital and it be false labor. S0 I called my parents to have them come watch Gabe so we could go to the hospital. In the next 15 minutes the contractions got very intense and I would have to lie on the floor they were so painful. I called my parents and told them to just meet us at the hospital. It took us about 15 minutes to get to the hospital and I had 4 contractions in the car. They were so incredibly painful. I think that is possibly the worst place to have contractions. So we go to the hospital and my parents were there waiting for us with a wheel chair. We get checked in and they check me and I'm dilated 5 cm. We checked in at 12:57. From this point in between contractions they are having me give blood and sign paperwork. At first when I got there I said I wasn't sure if I wanted an epidural and I definitely didn't want demoral or staidol. After the next contraction I changed my mind and definitely wanted an epidural. After they draw blood they have to wait 30 minutes to get the results. While I would have a contraction I was yelling for Lydia, one of the nurses to help me and at some point yelled, "where's my epidural???!!!!" :)
The anesthesiologist finally came, was at the door ready to give me the epidural and they checked me and I was ready to push. The nurse said, "I'm sorry honey you're not going to get your epidural. It's time to push." WHAT??? I was not happy but my mom said, "the worst part is almost over." And that made me feel better. And she was right. The contractions before the pushing were the worst. When they came and it was time to push I hardly knew I was having a contraction and it was a different kind of pain. After it was all said and done I was glad I didn't have any drugs. It was the best experience of my life and I couldn't believe I was holding this precious, healthy baby boy in my arms. He latched on immediately and nursed for several minutes. It was the most precious moment!
In hindsight I think labor started at Half price books around 7 or 7:30. It could have been a little earlier, but I had been having braxton hicks so much that I hardly paid attention to them.
Casey and I both realize that we really held back from getting too excited about this pregnancy. We were so worried that something might be wrong, even up until the last several weeks. We had even had a conversation about asking the doctor more specifically of different tests that we could do to see that the baby was ok. I was afraid that the doctor had maybe missed something, since he wasn't a specialist, maybe he didn't see a defect that our other doctor would have. It all seems so irrational now. And I can't believe the lack of faith we displayed. However we never really talked about our concern until the last week or so. Before one of our final appointments, Casey came to me with tears in his eyes and said, "I've really been worried and think I haven't allowed myself to get attached, but I can only imagine how worried you've been and how hard this has been for you." I was worried but as the mommy it's harder for me to not be attached. He was always with me, with his constant hiccups and kicks. He made me very uncomfortable there at the end. I was ready for him to come. :)
Gavin was born at 2:51 a.m. and both my parents and my older sister Steph were there with Gabe. We tried calling Casey's parents but they did not answer their phone. They felt terrible they missed it but came promptly the next morning. Gabriel went home with Nana and Papo and they brought him back that afternoon. In the hospital I stayed Monday night with Casey while Gabe went to stay with Mimsey and Grandpa (Casey's parents). The next night we thought about keeping Gabe at the hospital with us but decided with the nurses bringing Gavin in every 3 hours to eat, it would be better if Casey went home with him. In the middle of the night when they brought Gavin in to eat, I looked at him and fell in love. Here was this precious miracle and he was mine. I couldn't believe it. I was in love! All babies are miracles but I consider that last September we were getting ready to do another round of IVF and did all the standard pre-testing. At that time according to the tests we were still going to need to go through IVF. So the plan was to start IVF in January or February. And then we ended up conceiving in early December. Amazing. And now it looks like we may need to do IVF again if we decide we want more children. So looking back, Gavin is a true miracle and I am so humbled that God would bless us so immensely.
The anesthesiologist finally came, was at the door ready to give me the epidural and they checked me and I was ready to push. The nurse said, "I'm sorry honey you're not going to get your epidural. It's time to push." WHAT??? I was not happy but my mom said, "the worst part is almost over." And that made me feel better. And she was right. The contractions before the pushing were the worst. When they came and it was time to push I hardly knew I was having a contraction and it was a different kind of pain. After it was all said and done I was glad I didn't have any drugs. It was the best experience of my life and I couldn't believe I was holding this precious, healthy baby boy in my arms. He latched on immediately and nursed for several minutes. It was the most precious moment!
In hindsight I think labor started at Half price books around 7 or 7:30. It could have been a little earlier, but I had been having braxton hicks so much that I hardly paid attention to them.
Casey and I both realize that we really held back from getting too excited about this pregnancy. We were so worried that something might be wrong, even up until the last several weeks. We had even had a conversation about asking the doctor more specifically of different tests that we could do to see that the baby was ok. I was afraid that the doctor had maybe missed something, since he wasn't a specialist, maybe he didn't see a defect that our other doctor would have. It all seems so irrational now. And I can't believe the lack of faith we displayed. However we never really talked about our concern until the last week or so. Before one of our final appointments, Casey came to me with tears in his eyes and said, "I've really been worried and think I haven't allowed myself to get attached, but I can only imagine how worried you've been and how hard this has been for you." I was worried but as the mommy it's harder for me to not be attached. He was always with me, with his constant hiccups and kicks. He made me very uncomfortable there at the end. I was ready for him to come. :)
Gavin was born at 2:51 a.m. and both my parents and my older sister Steph were there with Gabe. We tried calling Casey's parents but they did not answer their phone. They felt terrible they missed it but came promptly the next morning. Gabriel went home with Nana and Papo and they brought him back that afternoon. In the hospital I stayed Monday night with Casey while Gabe went to stay with Mimsey and Grandpa (Casey's parents). The next night we thought about keeping Gabe at the hospital with us but decided with the nurses bringing Gavin in every 3 hours to eat, it would be better if Casey went home with him. In the middle of the night when they brought Gavin in to eat, I looked at him and fell in love. Here was this precious miracle and he was mine. I couldn't believe it. I was in love! All babies are miracles but I consider that last September we were getting ready to do another round of IVF and did all the standard pre-testing. At that time according to the tests we were still going to need to go through IVF. So the plan was to start IVF in January or February. And then we ended up conceiving in early December. Amazing. And now it looks like we may need to do IVF again if we decide we want more children. So looking back, Gavin is a true miracle and I am so humbled that God would bless us so immensely.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
He has arrived
Gavin Nathaniel Moore made his appearance this morning at 2:51 on August 31st. I was able to have a VBAC and he came so quickly that it was "au naturel." Here's the cutie pie. Will post more later about my first labor experience.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Can't sleep again...but good news!
I went to bed early tonight so at midnight after a full 2.5 hours of sleep I felt rejuvenated. So now when I go back to bed at 3 a.m. I'll still get a full night's sleep! yippee! I wish I could enjoy the sleep I'm able to get right now...it won't be very long I'll be up and down all night, but not by my choice. (Any grandparent or aunt who wants to volunteer to come and sleep over is, of course, more than welcome once the new baby arrives). hee hee
The good news is that we are scheduled to be induced on Sept 5th at 5 a.m. if the little guy decides to not join us earlier...READ anytime would be good, Baby brother!!
The good news is that we are scheduled to be induced on Sept 5th at 5 a.m. if the little guy decides to not join us earlier...READ anytime would be good, Baby brother!!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Being pregnant with a 2-year-old
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I will have to say that this is rare, even since I've been pregnant. I may be tired in the morning but truly am not cranky most of the time. Well not today. I was tired AND cranky. I'm at that point that getting comfortable in any position is hard but especially lying down. I am 39 weeks pregnant and did not think I would be going to this Doctor's appointment. Baby brother was supposed to already be here.
So Gabe and I headed to the Doctor. We had to wait at least 30 minutes to get in for what is normally a 5 minute appointment. The nurse practitioner said I had not progressed since last week and really should wait till my Dr. gets back in town (she was half way joking, I think). Then we headed back home. While we were out I just kept thinking, "Why does it have to be so HOT!!!???" Once back at the house, I had to muster up the energy to clean up which included sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor. I was so tired and DID NOT feel like doing this but kept thinking of my reward of taking a nap afterwards.
So I swept and got the bucket and mop out. Gabe immediately decided he wanted to "Help." He took the mop and was dragging it across the floor. I cannot discourage this kind of behavior! Hello, I love it that he wants to help and will utilize his help for many years to come.
So I'm encouraging him and praising him for helping mommy mop and trying to instruct him on how best to help.
He wants to make footprints on the newly cleaned floors and I tell him that is not helping. :)
(Have I mentioned that he has 1 million toys that are far more interesting than a mop and bucket?)
Anyhow, he finally stops making footprints and goes over near the bucket to inspect the bubbles. He keeps saying, "Dup it out?" Which is a phrase he has learned to ask when he wants to dump out boxes of his toys. And most of the time the answer is, "Sure go ahead and dump it out." (I should mention here that he has learned to ask because I have gotten so frustrated with his dumping of the toys that when he does this my reaction is, "why do you have to dump ALL the toys out?" I know how silly this sounds asking a 2 year old a question which he will have no answer for.) But I digress...
I respond, "we will dump it out in the bath tub and Gabe can help mommy dump it out, but not right now." He repeated this a couple more times over the course of 5 minutes or so and I continued to be sweet and say "No, not yet." When there was just about 5 more minutes of mopping I turn around to see Gabe dumping out the bucket of soapy water all over the kitchen tile. There's at least 1 gallon of water spreading quickly. Wow! Was I upset. Did I already mention I woke up cranky? I did not use a nice voice and told him to go to time out. I then proceeded to get some towels and try to figure out the best way to clean it all up. Did I also mention how worn out I'm feeling these days? I'm super tired and did not feel like mopping to begin with, but was mustering up just enough energy to hit the high spots.
Well, I stood there mad, upset, frustrated...and thought I could really cry over this. And then thought, "No, I'm not going to cry." But then thought, "But I'm entitled to cry...I'm 10 months pregnant, tired and miserable and now I have to deal with this." So I quickly convinced myself that crying was the best option. Oh goodness. Sometimes you need a good cry, I guess. So I spent another 15 minutes cleaning up the water mess with the mop and then the towels all while having a good cry. Gabe eventually gets out of time out and comes over on his tricycle to see me crying. He says, "Dabe ty." as he points to his eyes, indicating that he can cry too. But he soon shuffles off on his bike and is a happy camper.
I do have to say that my floor is really clean now.
And then later we went to the Mattel toy store and the man in front of us insisted on purchasing our toys for us. I have no idea why he did this but I was very thankful that God acknowledged my bad day by sending a sweet person to do such a nice thing. It wasn't about the money, but about the very kind gesture.
Gabe is so sweet and so cute and has always been very compliant. He is almost 2 and a half and has just started to blatantly disobey. We have been very fortunate. Unfortunately, it could not come at a worse time. I've already heard stories of what the older kids do while mom's nursing the baby because they know mom can't get up to stop them. :)
So Gabe and I headed to the Doctor. We had to wait at least 30 minutes to get in for what is normally a 5 minute appointment. The nurse practitioner said I had not progressed since last week and really should wait till my Dr. gets back in town (she was half way joking, I think). Then we headed back home. While we were out I just kept thinking, "Why does it have to be so HOT!!!???" Once back at the house, I had to muster up the energy to clean up which included sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor. I was so tired and DID NOT feel like doing this but kept thinking of my reward of taking a nap afterwards.
So I swept and got the bucket and mop out. Gabe immediately decided he wanted to "Help." He took the mop and was dragging it across the floor. I cannot discourage this kind of behavior! Hello, I love it that he wants to help and will utilize his help for many years to come.
So I'm encouraging him and praising him for helping mommy mop and trying to instruct him on how best to help.
He wants to make footprints on the newly cleaned floors and I tell him that is not helping. :)
(Have I mentioned that he has 1 million toys that are far more interesting than a mop and bucket?)
Anyhow, he finally stops making footprints and goes over near the bucket to inspect the bubbles. He keeps saying, "Dup it out?" Which is a phrase he has learned to ask when he wants to dump out boxes of his toys. And most of the time the answer is, "Sure go ahead and dump it out." (I should mention here that he has learned to ask because I have gotten so frustrated with his dumping of the toys that when he does this my reaction is, "why do you have to dump ALL the toys out?" I know how silly this sounds asking a 2 year old a question which he will have no answer for.) But I digress...
I respond, "we will dump it out in the bath tub and Gabe can help mommy dump it out, but not right now." He repeated this a couple more times over the course of 5 minutes or so and I continued to be sweet and say "No, not yet." When there was just about 5 more minutes of mopping I turn around to see Gabe dumping out the bucket of soapy water all over the kitchen tile. There's at least 1 gallon of water spreading quickly. Wow! Was I upset. Did I already mention I woke up cranky? I did not use a nice voice and told him to go to time out. I then proceeded to get some towels and try to figure out the best way to clean it all up. Did I also mention how worn out I'm feeling these days? I'm super tired and did not feel like mopping to begin with, but was mustering up just enough energy to hit the high spots.
Well, I stood there mad, upset, frustrated...and thought I could really cry over this. And then thought, "No, I'm not going to cry." But then thought, "But I'm entitled to cry...I'm 10 months pregnant, tired and miserable and now I have to deal with this." So I quickly convinced myself that crying was the best option. Oh goodness. Sometimes you need a good cry, I guess. So I spent another 15 minutes cleaning up the water mess with the mop and then the towels all while having a good cry. Gabe eventually gets out of time out and comes over on his tricycle to see me crying. He says, "Dabe ty." as he points to his eyes, indicating that he can cry too. But he soon shuffles off on his bike and is a happy camper.
I do have to say that my floor is really clean now.
And then later we went to the Mattel toy store and the man in front of us insisted on purchasing our toys for us. I have no idea why he did this but I was very thankful that God acknowledged my bad day by sending a sweet person to do such a nice thing. It wasn't about the money, but about the very kind gesture.
Gabe is so sweet and so cute and has always been very compliant. He is almost 2 and a half and has just started to blatantly disobey. We have been very fortunate. Unfortunately, it could not come at a worse time. I've already heard stories of what the older kids do while mom's nursing the baby because they know mom can't get up to stop them. :)
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Can't sleep
Pathetic, right? I should be super tired and have no problem sleeping.
I'm thinking I'm in the nesting stage. My mom has been asking me about this over the past week. She says it will be semi-ridiculous what you do in terms of cleaning or having a strong need to get something done. Her example: When she was pregnant with my younger sister, Lauren she felt a strong need to plant marigolds in the front yard.
Well I have been talking to Casey over the past SEVERAL months about how I wanted to have the carpets professionally cleaned. Granted we own a steam cleaner, but I didn't think this would do the job as good and I knew I would not ever have the time or energy to steam clean the carpet. Well last night Casey took Gabe to the grand opening of the new Brewer Bears Stadium, our High school Alma Mater. :) As soon as they left, I got out the steam cleaner and for 4 hours cleaned the living room carpet, stairs and baby's room. Now I did take a break to eat dinner for about a half hour, but I moved all the furniture off the carpet and steam cleaned! This would fall into the category of ridiculous if you ask me...and where did I get that kind of energy? Last week I couldn't muster up enough energy to take Gabe to the store...and I'm moving couches! Wow...hopefully this means it will be any day now. :)
I'm thinking I'm in the nesting stage. My mom has been asking me about this over the past week. She says it will be semi-ridiculous what you do in terms of cleaning or having a strong need to get something done. Her example: When she was pregnant with my younger sister, Lauren she felt a strong need to plant marigolds in the front yard.
Well I have been talking to Casey over the past SEVERAL months about how I wanted to have the carpets professionally cleaned. Granted we own a steam cleaner, but I didn't think this would do the job as good and I knew I would not ever have the time or energy to steam clean the carpet. Well last night Casey took Gabe to the grand opening of the new Brewer Bears Stadium, our High school Alma Mater. :) As soon as they left, I got out the steam cleaner and for 4 hours cleaned the living room carpet, stairs and baby's room. Now I did take a break to eat dinner for about a half hour, but I moved all the furniture off the carpet and steam cleaned! This would fall into the category of ridiculous if you ask me...and where did I get that kind of energy? Last week I couldn't muster up enough energy to take Gabe to the store...and I'm moving couches! Wow...hopefully this means it will be any day now. :)
Monday, August 25, 2008
Pictures of Baby Brother
I got behind and didn't post these when we went in but here they are now. I will relocate them to the appropriate date later.
We went in for a 3-D sonogram on July 3rd. We were 31 weeks and at this point it's probably too crowded in there to get the really good shots. Our Doctor spent a lot of time with us and got a few good ones.
Here's a 2-D profile.
This is a picture of the left side of his face. His eye is closed. It's hard to tell what it is but hopefully you can make it out. :)
This shot is of his face straight on and his arm and hand are partially in front of the right side of his face. This picture looks a little like Nathaniel. So sweet!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Birthday
We celebrated my birthday today! The big 33!
Everyone came over and we had BBQ catered from Cousin's and Casey got me an ice cream cake. My friend Celeste was in town from Houston so her and her daughter Cadence came to celebrate. Cadence is 20 months old so it's fun to watch her and Gabe play together. The running joke is that they will have an arranged marriage. She won't even have to change her last name. :)
We had a really nice time and everyone left except my sister and her family. The kids watched a movie and we sat on the back porch and visited. So fun!
Everyone came over and we had BBQ catered from Cousin's and Casey got me an ice cream cake. My friend Celeste was in town from Houston so her and her daughter Cadence came to celebrate. Cadence is 20 months old so it's fun to watch her and Gabe play together. The running joke is that they will have an arranged marriage. She won't even have to change her last name. :)
We had a really nice time and everyone left except my sister and her family. The kids watched a movie and we sat on the back porch and visited. So fun!
And Gabe has gotten very good lately at singing happy birthday! Somehow we only got part of the song but here's a video!
Friday, August 22, 2008
One Minute
Gabe has gotten very good at negotiating...some may call it manipulating.
We have always tried to give him warnings before we make him stop playing or before bedtime etc. We'll say, "Gabe you have 10 more minutes....5 more minutes...2 more minutes...1 more minute." Well he has started to negotiate the number of minutes left and it's so cute it's hard to refuse giving him an extra minute. He'll hold up his fingers and give a cute little look and say, "pive mo minut." "two mo minut." But with two he can't do the finger gesture so he says, "hep mommy, hep." And I'll help him make the number 2 with his fingers. So funny!
Here's a video of him negotiating!
We have always tried to give him warnings before we make him stop playing or before bedtime etc. We'll say, "Gabe you have 10 more minutes....5 more minutes...2 more minutes...1 more minute." Well he has started to negotiate the number of minutes left and it's so cute it's hard to refuse giving him an extra minute. He'll hold up his fingers and give a cute little look and say, "pive mo minut." "two mo minut." But with two he can't do the finger gesture so he says, "hep mommy, hep." And I'll help him make the number 2 with his fingers. So funny!
Here's a video of him negotiating!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Update
Went to the Dr. today and we are 2 1/2 cm dilated and 30% effaced. woo hoo. That's progress. Not very much, but progress nonetheless. :)
My Dr. leaves town next Wed. the 27th and doesn't return until the 31st. Really?? My only concern is that we want to have a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean). And there is one of 4 or 5 doctors who is on call for my Dr. who will not do VBACs. I aksed my Dr. what recourse I had if I went into labor when he was on call and he said I had none. I would have to do a c-section. What? That seems ridiculous. Anyhow, we cleared that up today. This Dr. will not be on call while my Dr. is out of town so I should be okay.
So I've thought from the beginning about when the baby would be born. God has always seemed to use dates for significance for Casey and I. It's possible He has done this even more than I realize but I just started noticing this about 5 or 6 years ago because of the significance.
A few examples: Casey was diagnosed with cancer and had surgery on May 14th. Five days later, on May 19th, on his birthday, we found out it was malignant. For a year he went in every 3 months for scans to see if it was spreading. For the better part of that year we thought it had spread to his lymph nodes. On Casey's birthday May 19th the following year, we found out that it was a misread on the scan and it had not spread, but in fact he had been cancer free for that entire year since his surgery. AMAZING!
Casey was hired into Motorola on April 5th, 1999 And 5 years to the day he was offered a position with the Motorola in Carrollton. We were getting to move back to Fort Worth! yippee!
My grandfather passed away on my birthday, August 27, 2004. Not exactly a positive example, but a date of significance, nonetheless.
Nate and Gabe were born on My grandmother's birthday, March 23rd and of course this is the same day that Nate passed away.
And without any intervention, or plans Casey and I got pregnant naturally (complete MIRACLE) and the baby is due Sept. 3rd. Which means he could be born a week early on my birthday, August 27th. Which would make what was most recently a negative with my grandfaher's death a positive!
We will see. I'm not pretending to know what God has in store for us! It's just interesting to me how he has used dates to show us His power and glory. He is in control...and that is something that we have always needed to be reminded of. :)
My Dr. leaves town next Wed. the 27th and doesn't return until the 31st. Really?? My only concern is that we want to have a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean). And there is one of 4 or 5 doctors who is on call for my Dr. who will not do VBACs. I aksed my Dr. what recourse I had if I went into labor when he was on call and he said I had none. I would have to do a c-section. What? That seems ridiculous. Anyhow, we cleared that up today. This Dr. will not be on call while my Dr. is out of town so I should be okay.
So I've thought from the beginning about when the baby would be born. God has always seemed to use dates for significance for Casey and I. It's possible He has done this even more than I realize but I just started noticing this about 5 or 6 years ago because of the significance.
A few examples: Casey was diagnosed with cancer and had surgery on May 14th. Five days later, on May 19th, on his birthday, we found out it was malignant. For a year he went in every 3 months for scans to see if it was spreading. For the better part of that year we thought it had spread to his lymph nodes. On Casey's birthday May 19th the following year, we found out that it was a misread on the scan and it had not spread, but in fact he had been cancer free for that entire year since his surgery. AMAZING!
Casey was hired into Motorola on April 5th, 1999 And 5 years to the day he was offered a position with the Motorola in Carrollton. We were getting to move back to Fort Worth! yippee!
My grandfather passed away on my birthday, August 27, 2004. Not exactly a positive example, but a date of significance, nonetheless.
Nate and Gabe were born on My grandmother's birthday, March 23rd and of course this is the same day that Nate passed away.
And without any intervention, or plans Casey and I got pregnant naturally (complete MIRACLE) and the baby is due Sept. 3rd. Which means he could be born a week early on my birthday, August 27th. Which would make what was most recently a negative with my grandfaher's death a positive!
We will see. I'm not pretending to know what God has in store for us! It's just interesting to me how he has used dates to show us His power and glory. He is in control...and that is something that we have always needed to be reminded of. :)
Baby Shower and Baby Brother
Casey's co-workers had a baby shower for us on Wed. Gabe and I got to go and see Casey's new office and had fun visiting with his co-workers. Everything was so nice. They had our lunch catered with chicken parmesan and pasta and salad. Yummy. I brought a gift from Baby Brother to Gabe. We just had to have something for Gabe to open that was actually his because he's already started becoming very possessive. He's even possessive for other people. I digress but I took a bite of Casey's snow cone while we were driving in the car the other day and Gabe says, "No mommy. Daddy's no cone." :)
Anyhow, Baby brother got him a "peace car." He loves that toy and I'm so glad that my sister and friend Holly made the suggestion to get a gift from baby brother.
Anyhow, Baby brother got him a "peace car." He loves that toy and I'm so glad that my sister and friend Holly made the suggestion to get a gift from baby brother.
Here's Gabe at Daddy's desk.
Baby brother received a Bumbo chair with a tray. These had not come out when we registered the 1st time around, but I think came out shortly after Gabe was born. We never bothered to get one but it looks pretty neat. The minute we opened the Bumbo chair at the office, Gabe wanted to open it and try to sit in it. He called it a potty and stood on it....in front of all the co-workers. :)
When we got home he decided he wanted to sit in it with his snack. So cute!
We received a ton of hand-me-downs from a friend of my sister who has a 5 month old little boy. I washed all the clothes and while I was folding them Gabe came up and grabbed a couple of the shirts. He said, "Dabe's?" I said, "well, no they are actually baby brother's." (I haven't learned yet). He said, "No! Dabe's!" And indicated he wanted to put the shirt on. The particular shirt he grabbed was a newborn so I explained it wouldn't fit him. But I found one that would. It was a 6 month onesie. We couldn't button the bottom but it fit him like a shirt. I'm ashamed to admit it but he wore this shirt for 3 days. :) Notice the tail in the back.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Getting ready
I have now put the pack and play up and the bassinet is ready. With Gabe we used both so I assume we will do the same this time around. I actually have decided I'd like to have a co-sleeper with this one because I remember what a pain it was to use the pack n play last time. The only caveat is that our bed sits really high off the ground, 35 inches to be exact. So this makes it difficult to find the right co-sleeper.
I put together the bassinet and put some newborn diapers in the basket on the bottom. Gabe proceeded to get the diapers out and I said, "Oh Gabe those are baby brother's diapers. Let's not get those out please." His response:" No Dabe's dipers." Oh dear! Sibling rivalry and the sibling isn't even here yet. :)
So then he decided to roll the bassinet in the living room and wanted to get inside of it. I could not refuse. He's a light weight for a 2 year old so I figured it wouldn't hurt and I could keep him from having resentment about the baby. So he laid in the bassinet like a little baby, except he's about a foot too long for it. Then he proceeded to put the newborn diapers on his blue teddy (with Mommy's help, of course) and put him in the bassinet.
We had to change blue teddy's diaper about 10 times because "bue teddy go poo poo."
I put together the bassinet and put some newborn diapers in the basket on the bottom. Gabe proceeded to get the diapers out and I said, "Oh Gabe those are baby brother's diapers. Let's not get those out please." His response:" No Dabe's dipers." Oh dear! Sibling rivalry and the sibling isn't even here yet. :)
So then he decided to roll the bassinet in the living room and wanted to get inside of it. I could not refuse. He's a light weight for a 2 year old so I figured it wouldn't hurt and I could keep him from having resentment about the baby. So he laid in the bassinet like a little baby, except he's about a foot too long for it. Then he proceeded to put the newborn diapers on his blue teddy (with Mommy's help, of course) and put him in the bassinet.
We had to change blue teddy's diaper about 10 times because "bue teddy go poo poo."
Saturday, August 16, 2008
More funny stories
Gabe is just so cute! Yesterday we celebrated his cousin Emily's birthday at Justice for girls. It was an allgirl party so yes, he was the only boy at the party, but he just loves to be around cousin Em and Abby so I couldn't not take him. They fixed everyone's hair including Gabe's. They played games and then we were able to get a mini webkinz figurine as a party favor. We went for pizza after the party and met up with all the guys. After that we went back to cousin Em and Abby's house to play for a few minutes before heading home. Emily had gotten lots of neat Barbie presents and was playing with some of the accessories when Gabe came up to her and wanted what she was playing with. She said, "say the magic word." (the magic word in her mind was please). Gabe looked around and smiled and said excitedly, "Meestay Moostay Mickey Mouse clubhouse!" He was so proud of himself! For anyone who does not know about Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Mickey says, "Hi everybody, do you want to come insisde my clubhouse? Oh I almost forgot. To make the club house appear, we need to say the magic words. Meeska Mouska Mickey Mouse."
This is the only magic word he knows! So cute and hilarious!!!
This is the only magic word he knows! So cute and hilarious!!!
Friday, August 15, 2008
Dr. update
I went to the Dr. yesterday and he said I was dilated 2 cm but not effaced. He also said that the baby was not engaged meaning his head was not down in my pelvis. Well with the pain I've had today I can say I think baby brother is engaged now. I feel a dull pain in my pelvis that won't go away. I am 37 weeks and ready mentally for him to come anytime. We don't have a name and do not have the beds/bassinets ready but otherwise we're good. It's kind of funny how unprepared I am for this one. I haven't done any laundry for the baby as of yet. I guess I assume he's not coming anytime soon.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Speaking of fire trucks...
Casey just had to get these pictures since Gabe loves them so much. Gabe did get a very big kick out of seeing these pictures!
Monday, July 28, 2008
He loves Fire trucks
Gabe loves everything having to do with Fire trucks. My friend Karen posted pics. of her boys on her BIL fire truck which reminded me that I needed to post about this. It's been in the past couple of months, probably April that this all really came about. We discovered this show on our cable's Sprout's Video On Demand. It is Fireman Sam. It is made by the same people that produce Bob the Builder (I think) but is based in the UK.
Gabe cannot get enough of Fireman Sam. He even likes it when Casey and I sing the theme song. (It's Fireman Sam or Bob the Builder).
Mommy on the other hand gets tired of it pretty quickly. They have only about 5 episodes to choose from so over the course of a few days/week I am pretty tired of Fireman Sam. Gabe calls him "Firetruck sam." So cute!
We also have a book "Firefighter Frank" that he loves. I picked this up at Half price books and he has had us reading this to him every night at least twice. I've learned to improvise the story to make it go quicker. I hit all the high pionts. There is one page in the book where it shows a picture of all the school children who come to visit... well here is the story..."When school children come to visit, Frank loves to show them around..." There are several children on the fire truck and others standing around the truck. Gabe always slaps the page and says, "NO, NO." very angrily. I of course say, "no we are happy that the cildren get to sit on the fire truck." Well after many attempts at this I finally pointed to a boy in the picture and said, "Look, there's Gabe." He's been happy for the children ever since and now when we read the story he points to several of the boys and says, "Dabe." Sure, why not? We point to other little boys aand say, "Look there's Noah. and cousin Abby and Emily." Kids are so funny. Now he points out Noah, Abby and Emily. At least he isn't hitting the page anymore.
Well, all this to say that last night as Casey was putting Gabe to bed, I looked into the family room and noticed torn pieces of paper all over the floor. At closer inspection, it was the Fire fighter Frank book torn to shreds. He must have been angry with us at some point in the last day. I can't even recall when he had been up there by himself in the last couple of days. Who knows. Needless to say, the book is in the trash. I'm not sure we'll replace it although I am sad about it since it was his favorite. Casey reminded me that he is only 2. I wasn't that upset about it but was really just inquiring as to why he would tear up his book. Well, I always remind myself about the time I got mad at my sister and cousin Lang at my Mamo's house in Ardmore. I was about 8 and I was so mad at them that I carved into a wooden bench the words "I hate you." My Mamo found the bench and her feelings were hurt. I can remember that like it was yesterday. She still has the bench and she never refinished it or tried to fix it. It's funny now. Gabe reminds me a lot of myself and my mom thinks so too. He doesn't like it when people watch him play or look at him for that matter. (Of course this really depends on his mood). But if he catches someone looking at him while he's playing, he'll say "No." in a growling voice. I remember being this way when I was 4 and 5. I'm not sure why but I didn't like people to watch me play. I guess I thought they were making fun of me.
I can't believe I went so long without blogging. Hopefully I can keep up.
Gabe cannot get enough of Fireman Sam. He even likes it when Casey and I sing the theme song. (It's Fireman Sam or Bob the Builder).
Mommy on the other hand gets tired of it pretty quickly. They have only about 5 episodes to choose from so over the course of a few days/week I am pretty tired of Fireman Sam. Gabe calls him "Firetruck sam." So cute!
We also have a book "Firefighter Frank" that he loves. I picked this up at Half price books and he has had us reading this to him every night at least twice. I've learned to improvise the story to make it go quicker. I hit all the high pionts. There is one page in the book where it shows a picture of all the school children who come to visit... well here is the story..."When school children come to visit, Frank loves to show them around..." There are several children on the fire truck and others standing around the truck. Gabe always slaps the page and says, "NO, NO." very angrily. I of course say, "no we are happy that the cildren get to sit on the fire truck." Well after many attempts at this I finally pointed to a boy in the picture and said, "Look, there's Gabe." He's been happy for the children ever since and now when we read the story he points to several of the boys and says, "Dabe." Sure, why not? We point to other little boys aand say, "Look there's Noah. and cousin Abby and Emily." Kids are so funny. Now he points out Noah, Abby and Emily. At least he isn't hitting the page anymore.
Well, all this to say that last night as Casey was putting Gabe to bed, I looked into the family room and noticed torn pieces of paper all over the floor. At closer inspection, it was the Fire fighter Frank book torn to shreds. He must have been angry with us at some point in the last day. I can't even recall when he had been up there by himself in the last couple of days. Who knows. Needless to say, the book is in the trash. I'm not sure we'll replace it although I am sad about it since it was his favorite. Casey reminded me that he is only 2. I wasn't that upset about it but was really just inquiring as to why he would tear up his book. Well, I always remind myself about the time I got mad at my sister and cousin Lang at my Mamo's house in Ardmore. I was about 8 and I was so mad at them that I carved into a wooden bench the words "I hate you." My Mamo found the bench and her feelings were hurt. I can remember that like it was yesterday. She still has the bench and she never refinished it or tried to fix it. It's funny now. Gabe reminds me a lot of myself and my mom thinks so too. He doesn't like it when people watch him play or look at him for that matter. (Of course this really depends on his mood). But if he catches someone looking at him while he's playing, he'll say "No." in a growling voice. I remember being this way when I was 4 and 5. I'm not sure why but I didn't like people to watch me play. I guess I thought they were making fun of me.
I can't believe I went so long without blogging. Hopefully I can keep up.
Cleaning out toys
The other day I was in Gabe's "choo choo roooom" with him while he played. He has given his play room this name ever since he could start talking. We got him a train table at Christmas and I suppose that is the focal point of the room. I was attempting to clean up and cull through the toys without him noticing. I had a small plastic bag that old toys went into quickly. Before I go on I should mention that he doesn't like it when I clean up his room. Somehow it is not a habit of Casey's to make Gabe clean up at the end of a night of playing in the choo choo room. So in the morning, I'll go up and the place will be a complete wreck. Every box or bin has been dumped. If I try to clean up while Gabe is in there playing, he will come over and dump whatever box I've filled with toys and walk back to wherever he was playing. ugh. I don't understand the desire to have every toy you own on the floor. :)
Anyhow, I inconspicuously was able to go through most of his toys and gather up a box full of trash/junk toys to throw out or give away. I put the toys in a box in another room and halfway closed the box so he couldn't see what was in it. Later that day I was catching up on the phone with my good friend in Houston. I was downstairs chatting it up while Gabe played upstairs. He would come to the top of the stairs occasionally and I heard him playing in the family room and in his choo choo room. At one point in my conversation, I see him run to the other side of the upstairs where the bedrooms are. I then see him cross the top of the stairs pushing the box of trash toys across to his choo choo room. He looks down at me and says, "Bye Bye, Mommy. Bye Bye." I laughed out loud then and now every time I think of him doing this. If it wasn't so funny, I would have been very frustrated. Because you know what he likes to do with boxes of toys, right? Yep, that box was dumped into his choo choo room and all those toys were strewn across the floor.
He is so precious! Wow I love being a mommy.
Anyhow, I inconspicuously was able to go through most of his toys and gather up a box full of trash/junk toys to throw out or give away. I put the toys in a box in another room and halfway closed the box so he couldn't see what was in it. Later that day I was catching up on the phone with my good friend in Houston. I was downstairs chatting it up while Gabe played upstairs. He would come to the top of the stairs occasionally and I heard him playing in the family room and in his choo choo room. At one point in my conversation, I see him run to the other side of the upstairs where the bedrooms are. I then see him cross the top of the stairs pushing the box of trash toys across to his choo choo room. He looks down at me and says, "Bye Bye, Mommy. Bye Bye." I laughed out loud then and now every time I think of him doing this. If it wasn't so funny, I would have been very frustrated. Because you know what he likes to do with boxes of toys, right? Yep, that box was dumped into his choo choo room and all those toys were strewn across the floor.
He is so precious! Wow I love being a mommy.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Counting
Gabe woke up in a good mood this morning. Gabe and I were out in the back this morning playing. He came up and said "sweeng high." He loves to swing but doesn't always like to use the swing at home. So I put him in the swing and was moving chairs out of the way. All the while he had started to count which he does a lot. In Galveston he counted to 10 or 12 for the first time. Today I noticed he had gotten to 16, 17, 18, 19!
It was so precious!! I said, "Gabriel! You counted to 19! I'm so proud of you!" He got the biggest smile on his face. He had his Diego sun glasses on. So sweet. I took a picture of him but with the old camera that takes film. So I'll have to wait to post when the film is developed. I love being a mommy and have recently been thinking about how blessed I am to have Gabe and be able to spend everyday with him. He is the sweetest boy!
And there is another precious boy on the way. He moves a lot and has at times made me 10x more uncomfortable than I was when pregnant with the twins. He has gotten the hiccups a lot and I never noticed the hiccups with the boys. His head is positioned right next to my left hip bone so it is a strange sensation when he hiccups. Weird but he is so sweet! We have yet to agree on a name. None of the names either of us has come up with is one we LOVE! yet. Although Casey may disagree. He does have a name that he likes a lot but I do not like it. Maybe I'll come around. Per a friend's suggestion (she is planning on doing the same if she has a boy next time) we are giving this little boy the middle name of Nathaniel. I loved the idea of Nathaniel's name being carried on. That's all for now.
It was so precious!! I said, "Gabriel! You counted to 19! I'm so proud of you!" He got the biggest smile on his face. He had his Diego sun glasses on. So sweet. I took a picture of him but with the old camera that takes film. So I'll have to wait to post when the film is developed. I love being a mommy and have recently been thinking about how blessed I am to have Gabe and be able to spend everyday with him. He is the sweetest boy!
And there is another precious boy on the way. He moves a lot and has at times made me 10x more uncomfortable than I was when pregnant with the twins. He has gotten the hiccups a lot and I never noticed the hiccups with the boys. His head is positioned right next to my left hip bone so it is a strange sensation when he hiccups. Weird but he is so sweet! We have yet to agree on a name. None of the names either of us has come up with is one we LOVE! yet. Although Casey may disagree. He does have a name that he likes a lot but I do not like it. Maybe I'll come around. Per a friend's suggestion (she is planning on doing the same if she has a boy next time) we are giving this little boy the middle name of Nathaniel. I loved the idea of Nathaniel's name being carried on. That's all for now.
Monday, July 07, 2008
July 4th weekend
We went to Mimsey and Grandpa's lakehouse for the 4th which has become our annual tradition. All the family, including my parents and siblings go out fo the day and enjoy the lake and fire works. We stayed the weekend to enjoy some time with Casey's parents and visited Fossil Rim Wildlife Park. You drive through and get to feed the animals from your car. I think Gabe enjoyed it!
Here's a picture of Emily and Abby with Gabe. These are his 2 favorite people in the world besides Mommy and Daddy. :)
Here's a picture of Emily and Abby with Gabe. These are his 2 favorite people in the world besides Mommy and Daddy. :)
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Baby Brother
In an attempt to help Gabe understand what's going on with the baby, we bought a book called "I'm a Big Brother." The entire book basically talks about how baby brother is too small to play and all he does is cry, eat and sleep. At the end of the book, baby brother finally interacts with Big Brother by taking a train away from him. Big brother says, "Mommy make him stop!" And mommy explains that baby brother is trying to say, "I'm ready to play now." Well all Gabe has taken away from the book is that baby brother takes away choo choo. Anytime we mention baby brother, Gabe says, "babe bother take Dabe choo choo?"
It's funny except I need a book that puts baby brother in a more positive light. :)
It's funny except I need a book that puts baby brother in a more positive light. :)
Monday, May 05, 2008
Thursday, May 01, 2008
I've gotten way behind
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
I'm going to start updating this blog in the next few days. I've gone a full month without an update...yikes! Gabe turned 26 months this past week. He is talking a lot and MOST of it we can understand. But then there are those times where he'll say several sentences in a row and Casey and I look at each other and smile and then say, "Really, Gabe? That's very interesting!"
He is so precious!
I am 27 weeks and realized today we have not taken any pregnancy pictures of me. Oops. I guess that's what happens with the 2nd pregnancy. I couldn't tell you how many pictures we took with the boys. I think it was every other week. :)
I'm going to start updating this blog in the next few days. I've gone a full month without an update...yikes! Gabe turned 26 months this past week. He is talking a lot and MOST of it we can understand. But then there are those times where he'll say several sentences in a row and Casey and I look at each other and smile and then say, "Really, Gabe? That's very interesting!"
He is so precious!
I am 27 weeks and realized today we have not taken any pregnancy pictures of me. Oops. I guess that's what happens with the 2nd pregnancy. I couldn't tell you how many pictures we took with the boys. I think it was every other week. :)
Monday, April 14, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
It's a .....
Ok. So I was wrong. I thought for sure it was a girl but it's a Boy!! There was no question. :)
Now we have to come up with a boy name. He's the cutest little baby I've ever seen! He looked really good and healthy! I'll post pictures later.
Now we have to come up with a boy name. He's the cutest little baby I've ever seen! He looked really good and healthy! I'll post pictures later.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Happy 2nd Birthday to My Boys!
The boys turned 2 today...Easter Sunday! I have a precious 2 year old boy in heaven and a busy toddler here with me. We celebrated Gabe's b-day on Saturday. We had a party here at the house and rented a jump house. I think it was a big hit!
When the jump house arrived Gabe kept looking out the window and saying "dump" and then pointing to himself. "Es, Es, Es!" He had lots of friends and family come to celebrate his birthday with him. He loves Bob the Builder and any construction trucks so we had a Tonka party. All week when asked what he was getting for his birthday he would say, "cupcake." So I ordered a 24 cupcake "cake" from a local store with a construction scene. My dad went to pick it up for us and they could not find our order. Well that's because they were looking for cupcakes. So instead of a cupcake "cake" we got a real cake (The cake was cute given it wasn't what we ordered.) but it was only a 1/4 sheet, which serves 15 people max. We had about 30 people here. The store did give us the cake for free and some extra cupcakes so it worked out. They even put a cupcake on top of the cake. So Gabe got his cupcake afterall.
I think that's the first time we ever finished off an entire cake. I hope everyone got a piece. :)
He had so much fun playing with his friends! He even kissed his friend Ellie when she was leaving. So sweet!
And Gabe got lots of presents. Last year I copied my friend Leilanni and decided to ask people to not bring gifts. At that time Gabe had plenty of toys and really didn't need anything. Well, I caught a lot of flack for that last year and since he is older and understands more about what is going on I decided I wouldn't "deprive" him. Well boy did he get presents! Oh MY! Lots and Lots of gifts.
Well 2 is a big one...but I guess they all are! He has grown so much just in the last 2 weeks even! Everyday he shocks me with a new discovery, word or funny thing he does! He jabbers a lot while he's playing on his own and seems to always have a smile on his face.
We have tried to teach him to pray before every meal and so now he even reminds me sometimes. We'll be sitting there and he'll put his hands together and say, "pwaaayy?" My parents, Nana and Papo kept him last Friday for a little bit so I could get some birthday shopping done and they said when they sat down for lunch he reminded them to pray and then 4 more times while they were eating wanted to pray again. :) So sweet!
Casey and I can't believe it has been 2 years since our boys came into this world and one of them ascended to heaven. When we think back to that day and the week to follow it seems so surreal. I will never forget Casey sitting next to me and holding Nathaniel while they delivered Gabriel. I remember seeing tears in his eyes and a look on his face of overwhelment...not just of being a daddy for the first time, holding his child for the first time, but also grief that this child would not be here with us for very long. He was trying to take it all in. And then the doctors came over with Gabriel and told us to kiss him before they took him to the NICU. That was the last time the boys were together alive. There are no pictures of them together outside of the womb. I'm slowly getting over that.
Casey is such a good daddy. He slept hardly at all those next few days in the hospital. We kept Nathaniel all night and placed him in a bassinett the next morning and watched as a nurse rolled him away. While Casey wanted to be there with me to support me in my overwhelming grief, he wanted to be with Gabe in the NICU worse. And I wanted him there with Gabriel. So he spent hours on end in the NICU and then would come back and tell me about him. He really encouraged me to go up to see Gabe with him. It wasn't that I didn't want to but I was having a hard time recovering from my C-section and the pain medicine they were giving me was making me sick. But when I did finally get up there the evening after the boys were born it was the most precious moment. This child, though he did not know it, would provide Casey and I with a reason to get up every day and provide us with the most incredible sense of appreciation of life and of our Father in heaven. That amidst the most painful experience of our entire lives, it would also be the most joyous. March 23, 2006...the best and worst day of our lives. Thank you, Lord for providing us with the most precious boys in the world! I know they are not ours, but Yours and I pray I am a good steward of this blessing of motherhood you have bestowed upon me.
When the jump house arrived Gabe kept looking out the window and saying "dump" and then pointing to himself. "Es, Es, Es!" He had lots of friends and family come to celebrate his birthday with him. He loves Bob the Builder and any construction trucks so we had a Tonka party. All week when asked what he was getting for his birthday he would say, "cupcake." So I ordered a 24 cupcake "cake" from a local store with a construction scene. My dad went to pick it up for us and they could not find our order. Well that's because they were looking for cupcakes. So instead of a cupcake "cake" we got a real cake (The cake was cute given it wasn't what we ordered.) but it was only a 1/4 sheet, which serves 15 people max. We had about 30 people here. The store did give us the cake for free and some extra cupcakes so it worked out. They even put a cupcake on top of the cake. So Gabe got his cupcake afterall.
I think that's the first time we ever finished off an entire cake. I hope everyone got a piece. :)
He had so much fun playing with his friends! He even kissed his friend Ellie when she was leaving. So sweet!
And Gabe got lots of presents. Last year I copied my friend Leilanni and decided to ask people to not bring gifts. At that time Gabe had plenty of toys and really didn't need anything. Well, I caught a lot of flack for that last year and since he is older and understands more about what is going on I decided I wouldn't "deprive" him. Well boy did he get presents! Oh MY! Lots and Lots of gifts.
Well 2 is a big one...but I guess they all are! He has grown so much just in the last 2 weeks even! Everyday he shocks me with a new discovery, word or funny thing he does! He jabbers a lot while he's playing on his own and seems to always have a smile on his face.
We have tried to teach him to pray before every meal and so now he even reminds me sometimes. We'll be sitting there and he'll put his hands together and say, "pwaaayy?" My parents, Nana and Papo kept him last Friday for a little bit so I could get some birthday shopping done and they said when they sat down for lunch he reminded them to pray and then 4 more times while they were eating wanted to pray again. :) So sweet!
Casey and I can't believe it has been 2 years since our boys came into this world and one of them ascended to heaven. When we think back to that day and the week to follow it seems so surreal. I will never forget Casey sitting next to me and holding Nathaniel while they delivered Gabriel. I remember seeing tears in his eyes and a look on his face of overwhelment...not just of being a daddy for the first time, holding his child for the first time, but also grief that this child would not be here with us for very long. He was trying to take it all in. And then the doctors came over with Gabriel and told us to kiss him before they took him to the NICU. That was the last time the boys were together alive. There are no pictures of them together outside of the womb. I'm slowly getting over that.
Casey is such a good daddy. He slept hardly at all those next few days in the hospital. We kept Nathaniel all night and placed him in a bassinett the next morning and watched as a nurse rolled him away. While Casey wanted to be there with me to support me in my overwhelming grief, he wanted to be with Gabe in the NICU worse. And I wanted him there with Gabriel. So he spent hours on end in the NICU and then would come back and tell me about him. He really encouraged me to go up to see Gabe with him. It wasn't that I didn't want to but I was having a hard time recovering from my C-section and the pain medicine they were giving me was making me sick. But when I did finally get up there the evening after the boys were born it was the most precious moment. This child, though he did not know it, would provide Casey and I with a reason to get up every day and provide us with the most incredible sense of appreciation of life and of our Father in heaven. That amidst the most painful experience of our entire lives, it would also be the most joyous. March 23, 2006...the best and worst day of our lives. Thank you, Lord for providing us with the most precious boys in the world! I know they are not ours, but Yours and I pray I am a good steward of this blessing of motherhood you have bestowed upon me.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Singing in the Rain!...well just playing actually.
It was raining today if you hadn't noticed. When Case got home we decided to get our rain gear on and play in the front yard. He didn't mind standing in the rain which I was surprised, after his reaction to the snow...and by the way it is almost midnight and it is still raining. But here are some cute pics. of Gabe playing in the rain. Case has showed him how to pick the berries off of our bushes (don't ask me why). :) Hopefully he'll also teach him not to eat them.
Easter Eggstravaganza
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Snow Day
It snowed in Texas! Can you say, Shut Up? Oh my goodness. This reminded me so much of our winters in Chicago! I always used to LOVE the very first snowfall! It's so pure, white and beautiful. Of course in Chicago it would just keep snowing and would be cold for what felt like forever.
We had so much fun playing in the snow! Casey and I had a snowball fight while Gabe watched. Gabe did not like the snow...at least not enough to get in the snow. He would not touch it or walk in it, even though he had shoes, double socks and double pants on. (we fully anticipated rolling around in the snow, hence all the double layers).
But ever since it snowed he looks on the ground (no matter where we are) and says "noh." It took me a bit at first to figure this out but he holds his hands out to his sides palms up as if asking a question and says, "noh?" I finally said, "Oh the snow." "Jes." "All the snow melted." This is not a concept that 2 year olds understand because he is still asking about the "noh" and it has been a week now. :)
I just love that little boy. Lord, how could you have blessed me with such a sweet, bright, precious little boy? I'm so humble by the calling to be this little boy's mother. Thank you, Jesus!
We had so much fun playing in the snow! Casey and I had a snowball fight while Gabe watched. Gabe did not like the snow...at least not enough to get in the snow. He would not touch it or walk in it, even though he had shoes, double socks and double pants on. (we fully anticipated rolling around in the snow, hence all the double layers).
But ever since it snowed he looks on the ground (no matter where we are) and says "noh." It took me a bit at first to figure this out but he holds his hands out to his sides palms up as if asking a question and says, "noh?" I finally said, "Oh the snow." "Jes." "All the snow melted." This is not a concept that 2 year olds understand because he is still asking about the "noh" and it has been a week now. :)
I just love that little boy. Lord, how could you have blessed me with such a sweet, bright, precious little boy? I'm so humble by the calling to be this little boy's mother. Thank you, Jesus!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Me and Gabe took our cat Harpo to the vet today because he had an ear hematoma. Basically his ear had bubbled up into a huge blood-filled blister (it looked like a sopapilla). :)
Anyhow, the vet had me carry him back and Gabe was so good and just stood quietly by me as I carried Harpo and placed him on the scale and then into the cage. As we were going to leave him for the day so they could do a minor operation to fix his ear, Gabe stood in the lobby and said, "Harpo." (I should interject here and say that anytime Gabe is asking whether he will be able to go do something he puts his hand over his heart and sort of grunts). For example if he points to a plane he'll say, "pane" and I'll repeat it and say, "yes that's a plane." And he'll put his hand over his heart and say, "uhh?" And I'll say, "Does Gabe want to go on a plane?" "Jes."
So we are in the lobby at the Vet's office and I said let's go, Gabe. He said, "Harpo?" I said, "Yes, Harpo is going to stay here and we are going to leave to go to bible study." He put his hand over his heart and said, "uhhh?" "No, sweetie, Gabe is not going to stay. We are going to bible study and Harpo is staying here. We'll come back in a little bit to pick him up." Tears welled up in his eyes and he started to cry, "Harpo." It was so sweet. He did not want to leave his kitty there. He was really upset. I had to get down and talk to him for about a minute before we could leave. He's so tender-hearted.
Anyhow, the vet had me carry him back and Gabe was so good and just stood quietly by me as I carried Harpo and placed him on the scale and then into the cage. As we were going to leave him for the day so they could do a minor operation to fix his ear, Gabe stood in the lobby and said, "Harpo." (I should interject here and say that anytime Gabe is asking whether he will be able to go do something he puts his hand over his heart and sort of grunts). For example if he points to a plane he'll say, "pane" and I'll repeat it and say, "yes that's a plane." And he'll put his hand over his heart and say, "uhh?" And I'll say, "Does Gabe want to go on a plane?" "Jes."
So we are in the lobby at the Vet's office and I said let's go, Gabe. He said, "Harpo?" I said, "Yes, Harpo is going to stay here and we are going to leave to go to bible study." He put his hand over his heart and said, "uhhh?" "No, sweetie, Gabe is not going to stay. We are going to bible study and Harpo is staying here. We'll come back in a little bit to pick him up." Tears welled up in his eyes and he started to cry, "Harpo." It was so sweet. He did not want to leave his kitty there. He was really upset. I had to get down and talk to him for about a minute before we could leave. He's so tender-hearted.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Picture of beautiful baby
We went to the doctor this morning and the baby is PERFECT! When I saw the perfectly round head, tears streamed down my cheeks. Thank you, Lord for such a miracle!! 12 week sonogram.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tomorrow is the day we've been waiting for.
We are 12 weeks pregnant and visiting the Doctor at 9:30 tomorrow morning. I've felt an immense amount of peace and feel good about everything, but am anxious to see the baby tomorrow. Somehow I just feel prepared no matter what happens. I will post more tomorrow once we've seen the doctor. Thank you to my sweet friend that called to check on me today. I appreciate you so much!
Music has always been a big part of my life. Casey laughs at me because I can sing words to songs from the 70s that he's never heard. When I was growing up my parents would have their radio alarm wake them up to 103.7 KVIL. This was the easy listening station in DFW at the time.
But I am a recorder. Once I hear a song I start to sing it over and over again, and most the time I don't even realize I'm doing this. Casey likes to play tricks on me sometimes and will start singing a song ON PURPOSE...and he'll wait to see if I start singing it. I fall for it everytime! :)
It's really cruel because he always seems to choose one of my least favorite wiggles songs or he'll start singing the theme to Bob the Builder.
Anyhow I said all that to sort of explain how music effects me. This is proably the same for everyone, but when I listen to music I make very stron associations with memories and stages of my life. I can hear a song that I listened to back in Highschool and it will illicit all sorts of memories from that time. "Nothing Compares to You" by Sinead O'Connor takes me back to highschool and me and my 2 bf Tam and Jen belting it out as we drove around. "Life means So Much" by Chris Rice takes me to a specific time of running on Lake Michigan in 2003 right after we found out about Casey's cancer. I ran and cried the whole way listening to that song and felt so alone. At the time that we found out Casey told me he didn't want us to tell anyone. (Of course that only lasted about a day after I later confessed to him that I had told my parents).
The same thing happened to me the other day. A sweet friend from Chicago sent me a Lullaby CD as a pregnancy congrats present. We decided to play it at bedtime to see if we could get Gabe to go to bed easier. "Brahm's lullaby" came on and I began to sob. It took me back to April of 2006 when I would rock Gabe in our room as we lsitened to a similar CD with this same song on it. I would rock him and cry, grieving for Nate. It's so amazing to me how our brains work. It has probably been at least a year and a half since I heard that song. And it immediately took me back.
Gabe loves music too and it's so precious to see him enjoy it at his age. A lot of the time, I listen to The Word or other Christian talk radio. But occassionally I'll put a CD in of Chris Rice or The Beatles. He starts to clap everytime!
Music has always been a big part of my life. Casey laughs at me because I can sing words to songs from the 70s that he's never heard. When I was growing up my parents would have their radio alarm wake them up to 103.7 KVIL. This was the easy listening station in DFW at the time.
But I am a recorder. Once I hear a song I start to sing it over and over again, and most the time I don't even realize I'm doing this. Casey likes to play tricks on me sometimes and will start singing a song ON PURPOSE...and he'll wait to see if I start singing it. I fall for it everytime! :)
It's really cruel because he always seems to choose one of my least favorite wiggles songs or he'll start singing the theme to Bob the Builder.
Anyhow I said all that to sort of explain how music effects me. This is proably the same for everyone, but when I listen to music I make very stron associations with memories and stages of my life. I can hear a song that I listened to back in Highschool and it will illicit all sorts of memories from that time. "Nothing Compares to You" by Sinead O'Connor takes me back to highschool and me and my 2 bf Tam and Jen belting it out as we drove around. "Life means So Much" by Chris Rice takes me to a specific time of running on Lake Michigan in 2003 right after we found out about Casey's cancer. I ran and cried the whole way listening to that song and felt so alone. At the time that we found out Casey told me he didn't want us to tell anyone. (Of course that only lasted about a day after I later confessed to him that I had told my parents).
The same thing happened to me the other day. A sweet friend from Chicago sent me a Lullaby CD as a pregnancy congrats present. We decided to play it at bedtime to see if we could get Gabe to go to bed easier. "Brahm's lullaby" came on and I began to sob. It took me back to April of 2006 when I would rock Gabe in our room as we lsitened to a similar CD with this same song on it. I would rock him and cry, grieving for Nate. It's so amazing to me how our brains work. It has probably been at least a year and a half since I heard that song. And it immediately took me back.
Gabe loves music too and it's so precious to see him enjoy it at his age. A lot of the time, I listen to The Word or other Christian talk radio. But occassionally I'll put a CD in of Chris Rice or The Beatles. He starts to clap everytime!
Monday, February 18, 2008
The struggle with food
I do not want to make it a struggle, but sometimes he won't eat anything. So tonight we had chicken pot pie and he actually took a couple of bites but that was it. So he kept asking for a "cook" and we said no cookie until you have this last bite of chicken. He was coloring at the table because that was the only way we could keep him seated. I said, "Gabe, you cannot have a cookie unless you eat this one bite, do you understand?" He looked at me and took a bite of his crayon. I could not help but laugh. He of course proceeded to spit it out immediately.
He really is a pretty good eater. He just won't try certain things. Some foods he loves:
Guacamole from pretty much anywhere but began eating guac from Chipotle.
apples (not the peel)
oranges (but sucks on them and spits out the fleshy part)
loves mixed nuts (go figure...this seems strange to me)
raisins
grapes
pudding snacks
any kind of juice...apple, mixed Dole juices etc.
Silk soy milk
cookies (but who doesn't)
mashed potatoes
steak sometimes
chicken sometimes
any kind of bread
goldfish crackers
fruit abu snacks
any kind of snacks
there's probably more but now I'm tired. :)
It's funny how he has selective hearing. All in the same sitting he had gotten up from the table and was climbing on the couch, pulling a clean comforter off the couch...etc... Casey and I were snickering at the fact that we knew he could hear us but chose to ignore us. "Gabriel, come and sit down and have one more bite. Come and sit down, please." I whispered to Case that if we said "do you want to watch the wiggles?" he would acknowledge we were speaking to him. Casey decided to test this theory. Of course, Gabe said, "jes." hee hee. That was cruel on our part because we were not turning the wiggles on.
He's just so darn cute!
He's saying so many words. He can count to four but he skips number one. "too, tee, poh" So adorable. Being pregnant gives me a very short-term memory so I need to start jotting the words down when he says them. I can't think of them now.
He really is a pretty good eater. He just won't try certain things. Some foods he loves:
Guacamole from pretty much anywhere but began eating guac from Chipotle.
apples (not the peel)
oranges (but sucks on them and spits out the fleshy part)
loves mixed nuts (go figure...this seems strange to me)
raisins
grapes
pudding snacks
any kind of juice...apple, mixed Dole juices etc.
Silk soy milk
cookies (but who doesn't)
mashed potatoes
steak sometimes
chicken sometimes
any kind of bread
goldfish crackers
fruit abu snacks
any kind of snacks
there's probably more but now I'm tired. :)
It's funny how he has selective hearing. All in the same sitting he had gotten up from the table and was climbing on the couch, pulling a clean comforter off the couch...etc... Casey and I were snickering at the fact that we knew he could hear us but chose to ignore us. "Gabriel, come and sit down and have one more bite. Come and sit down, please." I whispered to Case that if we said "do you want to watch the wiggles?" he would acknowledge we were speaking to him. Casey decided to test this theory. Of course, Gabe said, "jes." hee hee. That was cruel on our part because we were not turning the wiggles on.
He's just so darn cute!
He's saying so many words. He can count to four but he skips number one. "too, tee, poh" So adorable. Being pregnant gives me a very short-term memory so I need to start jotting the words down when he says them. I can't think of them now.
This picture is after Gabe ate a ring pop. :)
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Must see this Video
I don't watch Oprah but my friend sent me the link to this video. Amazing! You must watch this. A very good reminder of what is really important in life.
http://video.stumbleupon.com/?s=ithct48cqw&i=ufcchmyxqsuj9vwsemax
http://video.stumbleupon.com/?s=ithct48cqw&i=ufcchmyxqsuj9vwsemax
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Gabe is learning more words
Well I've posted a lot lately without pictures because our still camera is not working. We've instead taken lots of video and I intend on posting some footage soon. (Don't hold your breath, though cause it might be a while). :)
Gabe has learned the word obey. I was putting him to bed, which is out of the norm. Casey had gone to meet some of our friends from Colorado for dinner and I was putting Gabe to bed tonight. I'm not a bad mother I promise. We got into this routine a long time ago as a way for Casey to be able to spend time with Gabe in the evening. And now we've figured out that towards the end of the "night, night" routine I cannot be in his room or it is MUCH harder to get him to sleep without a lot of crying. He just will not let me leave. But when Casey puts him down, he goes to sleep peacefully right after he says "Ameen." He obviously has learned to manipulate me. But tonight I had no choice. We went through the whole routine and he said "Ameen" at the end of our prayer. By the way I want to jump in here and mention something so sweet! When we are about to pray we ask Gabe who he wants to pray for. It's always Mama and Dada first and then "Ab" and "Em", his 2 cousins. Abby is his favorite right now. She is 4 so they play together very well. Anyhow, he said "Ameen" and I said "night, night. Go to sleep." Well to make a long story short, he did not let me leave and was in and out of his bed." Finally I said, "You are going to time out if you get out of your bed again." SO to time-out we went. And I asked at the end if he was going to obey mommy and stay in his bed. He said "bey, bed" and kept repeating it. He would start to get out of his bed and I'd say, "You are not obeying mommy." And he would jump back in and lay his head down and say, "bey." It took everything I had to not laugh out loud. Well after being up there for an hour I finally laid in his toddler bed to keep him from getting out and we both fell asleep. Ahh, the joys of motherhood. I love being a mommy!
Gabe has learned the word obey. I was putting him to bed, which is out of the norm. Casey had gone to meet some of our friends from Colorado for dinner and I was putting Gabe to bed tonight. I'm not a bad mother I promise. We got into this routine a long time ago as a way for Casey to be able to spend time with Gabe in the evening. And now we've figured out that towards the end of the "night, night" routine I cannot be in his room or it is MUCH harder to get him to sleep without a lot of crying. He just will not let me leave. But when Casey puts him down, he goes to sleep peacefully right after he says "Ameen." He obviously has learned to manipulate me. But tonight I had no choice. We went through the whole routine and he said "Ameen" at the end of our prayer. By the way I want to jump in here and mention something so sweet! When we are about to pray we ask Gabe who he wants to pray for. It's always Mama and Dada first and then "Ab" and "Em", his 2 cousins. Abby is his favorite right now. She is 4 so they play together very well. Anyhow, he said "Ameen" and I said "night, night. Go to sleep." Well to make a long story short, he did not let me leave and was in and out of his bed." Finally I said, "You are going to time out if you get out of your bed again." SO to time-out we went. And I asked at the end if he was going to obey mommy and stay in his bed. He said "bey, bed" and kept repeating it. He would start to get out of his bed and I'd say, "You are not obeying mommy." And he would jump back in and lay his head down and say, "bey." It took everything I had to not laugh out loud. Well after being up there for an hour I finally laid in his toddler bed to keep him from getting out and we both fell asleep. Ahh, the joys of motherhood. I love being a mommy!
Monday, February 04, 2008
Missing Nate
I've been very weepy and missing Nathaniel a lot in the last several weeks. To be honest since we found out we were pregnant. Why does that make me miss him? I haven't thought about that question a lot and maybe I'd come up with a good explanation, but right now I just miss him and cry often about it. I'm amazed at this miracle God has given us, but then question why he couldn't have given us the miracle of healing for Nate. Why do I even go there? Questioning God's sovereignty is really getting old for me.
Politics
Here's an interesting web site where you can see how your political views compare with the candidates. Pretty interesting! http://www.electoralcompass.com/
Thursday, January 31, 2008
9 Weeks pregnant
We are now 9 weeks pregnant and I still can't believe it! Sometimes during the day I'll have this thought, "Wow, I'm pregnant." It feels as if I had forgotten for a little bit. I think I'm having these thoughts and feelings now because all my pregnancy symptoms have subsided. I feel better than I've felt in a very long time! I've started walking/jogging which makes me feel better physically and mentally. I joked with Casey during the 1st pregnancy that I was born to be pregnant. :)
Monday, January 28, 2008
Gabe is growing up
He is just so darn cute! He can say "Yes" which is "es" which is the sweetest. He also says please which comes out "peas." And when Casey was putting him to bed the other night he asked Gabe to sing with him. Casey began singing the "Big Red Car" song by the Wiggles. One of the verses goes, "Beep, Beep, Chug, chug, Big Red Car." Gabe started singing "Beep, Beep." So cute! It's amazing how much they know at this age. I am the proudest mommy on the planet.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Mom's worry
I just heard the other day that Green Tea blocks folate absorption. I read this on my anencephaly support web site that I try to read once a week or so. I have not done my own research but was very saddened when I read this.
I started drinking green tea back in the beginning of December. I have to ashamedly admit that I had not been taking my 4 mg of folic acid, however I was taking a B vitamin. Of course it's natural for fear to creep in because I always wonder what if anything I could have done differently with my first pregnancy. Which in my heart I realize is ridiculous because God allowed Nathaniel to die and that was God's plan for our lives. He was my special baby boy who avoided all the pain and hurt of this life and went straight to heaven to be with Jesus, which is where we all hope to go someday. My dad said it perfectly in his eulogy of Nathaniel, "Nathaniel lived a virtually perfect life. He spent 8 months next to his twin brother Gabriel and then was welcomed into this world briefly by his loving parents, grandparents, and friends. He then went to heaven where he will never suffer from sin or hurt."
All that to say that I think as a mom it's my natural tendency to worry. But then my worry is magnified because of the experience we had in our first pregnancy. Our doctor has agreed to do a sonogram at our 12 week appointment so we can make sure everything is ok. (Nathaniel was diagnosed at 12 weeks).
I started drinking green tea back in the beginning of December. I have to ashamedly admit that I had not been taking my 4 mg of folic acid, however I was taking a B vitamin. Of course it's natural for fear to creep in because I always wonder what if anything I could have done differently with my first pregnancy. Which in my heart I realize is ridiculous because God allowed Nathaniel to die and that was God's plan for our lives. He was my special baby boy who avoided all the pain and hurt of this life and went straight to heaven to be with Jesus, which is where we all hope to go someday. My dad said it perfectly in his eulogy of Nathaniel, "Nathaniel lived a virtually perfect life. He spent 8 months next to his twin brother Gabriel and then was welcomed into this world briefly by his loving parents, grandparents, and friends. He then went to heaven where he will never suffer from sin or hurt."
All that to say that I think as a mom it's my natural tendency to worry. But then my worry is magnified because of the experience we had in our first pregnancy. Our doctor has agreed to do a sonogram at our 12 week appointment so we can make sure everything is ok. (Nathaniel was diagnosed at 12 weeks).
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Pregnancy Symptoms and Other Happenings
Well I am definitely feeling pregnant. For the past 3 weeks I have struggled with nausea and being very tired! I mean super tired!! Recently my symptoms have changed a little. Now in the morning I feel great! I don't feel nauseous and am full of energy. But then by the afternoon I feel very tired, dizzy and a little nauseous. The main symptom here that is very different from my first pregnancy with the boys is the dizziness! I feel like I'm going to pass out. Very strange. And by this time in my last pregnancy my symptoms had subsided, although I did take a nap daily.
So I'm guessing it's a girl. hee hee :)
And we already have a name picked out if it is a girl (we picked out the name while living in Chicago).
So I'm guessing it's a girl. hee hee :)
And we already have a name picked out if it is a girl (we picked out the name while living in Chicago).
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Chuck E. Cheeses
We took Gabe to Chuck E. Cheese's over on the west side tonight. My dad "Papo" brought cousin Em and Ab to join us. They all had a lot of fun, even Casey! :)
Here they are doing the Hokey Pokey. After the song the staff threw tickets up in the air, so they gathered up lots of tickets for a neat prize at the end.
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