Tuesday, March 26, 2013

To my littlest love:









21 weeks and 2.5 years

I have meant to track a few things from this pregnancy, but am going to allow myself to make it short and sweet.

I have been feeling baby boy moving since 15 weeks, which is when I started feeling Grayer move too. I felt the first kicks from the outside at 17 weeks and Justin felt him at 19 weeks. So sweet to feel all his movements. He is pretty active, but not crazy... Yet! It's so nice not to have to use the Doppler to know he's doing ok in there.

I am craving sweets galore! I craved chocolate milkshakes with Grayer, but this pregnancy hasn't been as specific, just any ol sugar loaded item will do at this point. I am drinking more milk and eating lots of bananas and strawberries. I can also easily drink 3 or 4 cups of coffee every morning, if I let myself, so thankfully I just like the taste of coffee and drink straight decaf or this babe would be in trouble :)

They aren't joking when they say you get bigger quicker with the second pregnancy. I feel like I am the size I was on our babymoon with Grayer (28 weeks) now at 21 weeks. It's crazy to think I still have 19 weeks of growing to do, but I know it will be worth it!

No morning sickness at all, no heart burn so far and thankfully some of the insomnia has lifted as well. Maybe a little bit of swelling by the end of the day, but not bad. My sweet, sweet hubby still gives me loads of foot massages which helps :)

I am not enjoying the side sleeping at all, and just purchased two new pillows...which brings me to a hefty total of 5 hehehe! Poor Justin.



Grayer- you just celebrated a half birthday and are now officially 2.5! Here are a few things you are up to these days:

You all of the sudden love to sing. You used to shush me almost every time I would try to sing to you (other than at bedtime, ha!) and tell me "mommy, I don't like that song" no matter the tune, but now you enjoy lots of songs. Your faves to sing are Twinkle, Twinkle, Jesus Loves Me, The Wheels on the Bus, Old McDonald, and No More Monkeys Jumping on the Bed.

You got your first ear infection this week, so sad :( you still say your ears don't hurt, but I can't imagine that's true. You are taking some meds now and we are hoping it clears up quickly because its been a rough few days (and nights).

You love to have tackle time with your daddy every night. As soon as he walks in the door you bombard him with tackle time requests. It's so fun to see you guys playing and wrestling together, I know it's both of your favorite time of the day. It does get pretty loud and crazy though, so this momma is wondering what it will be like with another little dude soon!

You are going through a picky eater phase... And by that I mean you are a TERRIBLE eater these days. You won't eat anything... Literally. All of your usual faves sit on your plate and go to waste, meal after meal. You take a bite of something and immediately spit it out. Not sure what we will do of this keeps up, except pray :)

You are a chatter box and talk constantly. When we are in the car, it's non-stop talking about the school and dart buses, the dirt diggers, bulldozers and the "little men" (??) that drive them, as well as what I need to do when the light turns a certain color (yes, you have become my little backseat driver!).

Daddy moved you to your toddler bed while I was in Lindale on a girls trip, and though I did have a tearful breakdown upon arriving home, you have totally rocked this new transition. You never ever get out of bed and call for me after nap and bedtime to come and get you. I think you really like being such a big boy. Potty training...now that's another post... : /

These are just a few things that make you so unique and so fun to be around. We love you sweets!







Friday, March 1, 2013

Baby kicks

Wow. That pretty much sums it up. Nothing can prepare you for the first time you feel your baby kicking from the outside. Yes, I have felt this before, and I would have sworn it would have felt the same, maybe even a little repetitive, but whoa, was I wrong. Feeling THIS baby gently kicking the hand that is laying on my tummy is the most emotional, magical feeling I think I've ever felt. That's not at all to say that it wasn't just as emotional and magical with Grayer, because it most definitely was, but it's so insanely beautiful the love that God gives us for each precious baby, and how it just seems to appear, even when the pregnancy feels so strangely similar to last time. I can't stop the joyful tears from flowing as I feel this sweet baby moving. It really just takes my breath away.

17 weeks, 2 days