Recent Randomness

  • I cannot get enough Cheerios lately. Some days I eat a big yummy bowl of them two or even three times a day. Nom nom.
  • Abby has learned that shaking her head means no. She is not shy about showing her thoughts when there’s something she doesn’t like. Her mom isn’t shy about shaking her head no either, so things are getting interesting between the strong willed child and mother.
  • She’s also obsessed with chewing on flip flops. Ewwww.
  • And she’s wild about other people’s painted toe nails. Consider yourselves warned.
  • Still haven’t done anything about moving our scenic auction purchase to our house. On a higher note, I’ve already doubled my money by reselling the other various photo-related goods I picked up at that auction on eBay, and have many more to sell. Hooray!
  • I want my cousin Hannah to make our wedding invites the next time Jon and I get married. Super stinking cute! (At least, I’m assuming she made them…am I right, Aunt Liz?)
  • We still haven’t even discussed possible names for the baby. When I suggested that maybe we should start discussing it, Jon said, “We have a name – Waylon.” Good grief. We are not naming the kid Waylon. Poor, poor nameless baby.

The Big One

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Abby turned the Big 1 this weekend.  Grandma and Grandpa Grove were here visiting, but had to leave before her actual birthday, so we had a party a couple of days early so they wouldn’t miss the action.  My dad was in charge of making the rainbow cakes and cupcakes…we used this tutorial as a guide.  They turned out pretty stinking cute…and were yummy!

Cupcakes before baking…

Rainbow cakes after baking…

And with whipped topping and sprinkles!

Generously sharing her crumbs with Grandpa…

Wearing her new birthday duds from Grandma and Grandpa Grove…

Abby shares a birthday with her Aunt Christie, so we had birthday cake again yesterday!

Getting schooled on how to blow out candles…

But she still missed the big moment…

Can’t believe she’s a year old already.  Happy birthday, Abby Mae!

 

The Joke Is On Me

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I splurged on Abby’s little Easter dress, because I bought it pre-ultrasound and was 156% sure we were having another baby girl who would also get some wear out of it. So much for trying to save some money. Poor Waylon would look awfully silly in this dress.

It’s so stinking cute! She’ll probably wear it to church every Sunday for the next three months so that we get our money’s worth out of it.

Now, if we could just do something to address her Donald Trump hair, we’d be in good shape.

Because It’s Friday

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Because it’s Friday…and because I am tapped out over the events of the past week and can’t seem to come up with any world-changing post for today…AND because I have been hanging little girl laundry on the clothesline this week and DYING over the cuteness of seeing Abby-sized duds blowing in the wind…

Does it GET any stinking cuter than this little baby Levi’s? I am in love. If I wasn’t already pregnant, these would make me want to be ASAP. LOVE.

Itty Bitty Baby Duds for Waylon

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It’s been a busy week. Among the highlights were finally getting our taxes done (blech) and going to the big gender-reveal ultrasound. (20 weeks…halfway done!! Woo-hoo!!)

So in honor of finding out the baby’s gender, I went shopping and bought the first outfit for the new baby today.

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I’m not sure big sister will agree with the sentiment, but it is a stinking cute outfit that I couldn’t pass up.

Jon has already started calling him “Waylon.” (We will NOT be naming him Waylon.) And for the record, I was convinced we were having another girl. I had a name picked out and everything…talk about SHOCKED. I was speechless for quite a while after finding out; Jon, of course, has been smiling nonstop ever since. Heaven help us. ;)

She Gets It From Me, Apparently

My darling, sweet baby girl is a peeker.

She’ll be sitting near you, playing as nice as could be, when out of nowhere…she will reach for the hem of your shirt, lift it slightly, peek at your belly, and then squeal like a maniac.  At this point, a full-blown search for your belly button will ensue, and when she finds it, she will be fascinated for hours.  And she will poke it to death with her sharp baby fingernails.

At first this whole routine cracked me up…except for her ripping at it with her nails.  That just plain hurts.

Then over the weekend I told my mother about my kid’s latest hobby.  My mom howled with laughter and said, “YOU used to do that exact same thing.”

Wonderful.  The ONE trait that my daughter inherits from me is her fascination with peeking underneath people’s shirts.  I am so proud. ;)

 

Houston, We Have a Problem

During the past few months, we’ve barricading Abby into the living room to keep her away from the blazing hot wood stove.  It started as a safety measure.

Oh, how I’ve come to love the barricade.  The barricade goes between the tv console and the sofa, and consists of two totes (full of her out-grown clothes) and a basket.  My child is a wanderer at heart (as most kids her age probably are), and frankly, it would be a full-time job chasing her around our house.  The barricade keeps her in a small little world…but she’s a small little girl, so in my opinion, she doesn’t need a big huge world to explore at the moment.

I was in the kitchen on Sunday and came around the corner toward the living room to see my child sitting on top of one of the totes, eyeing the ground on the other side as if trying to decide the best way to enter the promised land of freedom on the other side.

Sigh.  The days of our effective barricade are apparently very limited.  I knew this day would come eventually.  I’m gonna miss the barricade.  I don’t think my child shares my feelings.

 

10 Months Old…A Few Weeks Late

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  • She’s learning to wave “hi” and “bye.”
  • She loves, loves, loves music and dancing and bouncing and bopping.
  • She talks and laughs and giggles and shrieks and babbles.
  • She’s a little daredevil and has no fear when diving off the couch head first.
  • She’s getting closer to being able to drink from a cup…but we still have work to do in that department.
  • Bath time is still her #1 favorite thing ever.

 

Will it be a Boy or Girl?

People keep asking if we’re going to find out the gender of the baby.  And I have no idea.  We honestly haven’t even talked about it.  This pregnancy is so different than my first…as far as it just doesn’t feel real yet!  Most days it still doesn’t seem true that we’re having another kid in a few months.

So I don’t know if we’ll find out the gender.  I’d be ok with being surprised, but…time will tell.  I have a hunch about what we’re having, but who knows.

In the meantime, I do like to speculate a little about the gender by testing out a few old wives tales.  :)

  1. Dry or soft? If your skin is dry, you’re having a boy.  Soft skin, and you’re having a girl.  I’ve had SUPER dry skin this winter.  BOY.
  2. What’s baby’s heart rate? If you’re carrying a girl, then baby’s heart rate will be above 140 bpm.  A boy will be under 140 bpm.  At last appointment, baby’s heart rate was 160.  GIRL.
  3. What kind of cravings?  Craving sweets?  It’s a girl.  Craving salty, sour foods?  It’s a boy.  I’m craving salty foods like mad.  BOY.
  4. Right or left?  If you sleep on your left side, you’re having a boy.  Sleep on your right side, it’s a girl.  I’ve been favoring my left side the past few moths.  BOY.
  5. Cold feet? If your feet are colder than they were pre-pregnancy, it’s a boy.  About the same – girl.  Mine are the same.  GIRL.
  6. Pimples, pimples.  If you get acne during pregnancy, it’s a girl, and if you don’t it’s a boy.  I have had lots of acne so far.  GIRL.  (But I had the best, clearest skin of my life when I was pregnant with Abby.  No fair.)
  7. How’s the Hair?  If your hair becomes thinner and dull, it’s a girl.  Full-bodied and glossy, it’s a boy.  Definitely yucky hair lately.  GIRL.  (But again, I had fabulous hair when pregnant the first time.  Sigh.)
  8. Do the math.  If you combine your age at the time of conception with the number of the month you conceived and the resulting number is odd – a girl is on the way.  Even number and it’s a boy.  My number was even.  BOY.
  9. Morning sickness?  Yes, it’s a girl, no it’s a boy.  I’ve been a little queasy in the evenings, just like I was with Abby.  GIRL.
  10. Hairy legs?  If hair on legs is growing faster than usual, it’s a boy.  Mine is definitely growing faster.  BOY.

So, there you have it.  Totally inconclusive results.  I guess we will just have to wait and see.  I need to work on having patience, anyway.

13 Weeks and Counting…

EDD 8/14/2012!

No one is more surprised than we were…but we’re totally excited to meet the newest member of our family in August!

Hope that explains why I’ve been so tired and unmotivated lately.  :)