Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Who are you in there?

I'm getting so dang giddy about next Tuesday morning! We have our 2nd ultrasound appointment and we'll get to find out if our little nugget is a girl or a boy! I'm also just excited in general to see him/her again. It was so cool the first time to see a little human bouncing around on the screen and I can't wait to see it again! It feels like when you haven't seen your best friend in a long time and then they're coming to visit! I can't wait. :)
He/she's been nudging me all week. I felt that for the first time last Friday night at around 11 and the kicks and rolls have seriously not stopped since.
I lay down to relax=kick.
I eat something yummy=roll over.
I take too long to eat=head butt.
I sneeze=karate chop.

The list goes on and on. It's making me a little nervous that we may have a very active/bossy kid on our hands here. But for the most part I'm enjoying the company.
So I can't decide which it will be....at first I was really leaning towards boy but lately I've been thinking girl so who knows? 50/50 right? (Hopefully it's only 50/50...there's always that slim chance it's BOTH!ah...) I would really enjoy either, some days I want a little mama's boy and sometimes I want a little girl to doll up. Kellen really wants a little daddy's girl. :) The only worry I have is that if it is a boy...he may or may not end up nameless since I hate all boy names. And the ones I do actually like Kellen hates so, this will be interesting.
Pick a team!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

An unproductive day

After laying in bed until 10:30...then sitting in bed on Facebook until noon, a funny conversation took place via text message between Kellen and I:

Me: I feel lazy and unproductive today.
Kellen: Yeah...well you could straighten up our room...I know your lovely husband would appreciate it...
Me: Hmmm. That's a thought. But I said I'm lazy and unproductive...not bored looking for something to do...
Kellen: But maybe if you start cleaning you will start feeling energetic and productive!
Me: Hmm interesting notion. I hate cleaning our room because there's so much stuff that has no place to go...
Kellen: But we must organize it so that it's not all over the floor. If you just separate our laundry I'll fold/hang up all my stuff...and there's always papers that are useless and need to be thrown away.
Me: But I never know which papers we don't need to keep.
Kellen: Ok. Just organize them in a neat pile and I can go through them when I get home
Me: Haha...so now my task has morphed from cleaning the room into preparing the room to be cleaned by you. Hahaha...that's funny.
Kellen: Yeah...

He didn't find it as amusing as I did. Can anyone guess who the messy one is and who the neat one is? I just don't see the problem with a messy room...sure it's nice when it's clean, but if you just don't look at the mess then it's like it's not there. Right? Am I right people?!
No, I'm not. I know I'm not. lol But that doesn't make me want to clean... ;)



Someday we will have a house with organizational structures like this. Someday.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Update....(I'm tired of coming up with cute titles for my posts)

So we had an interesting little boost of faith this week. Kellen had been planning on going to Cleveland Chiropractic College starting this past January. And that was kinda the main reason we decided to move to Fresno in August. But once we got here we started thinking about how expensive and stressful it would be to live down in LA were the school is located. So Kellen decided he could just finish his bachelor's here in Fresno then worry about transferring to whatever grad school he wanted whether it be chiropractic, medical, dental, or whatever. This was all well and good but to tell you the truth it sort of made me feel like, well why the heck did we move all the way down here to Fresno and move in with my parents just to end up doing something we could have done up in Utah?
But this week, Kellen found out that Cleveland Chiropractic College in LA will be closing this August due to the economy and decrease in student body! So that was a slap in the face saying, Hey, Heavenly Father's looking out for you! Because let me tell you, it would have been not fun to move all the way down there, pay all that money, find jobs, etc, etc...just to have to come back in less than a year. So, we are counting our blessings, specifically that we were able to be realistic and make good choices about our future with the help of smart family.
In other news:
We had a baby check up yesterday! I had originally thought when we made the appointment that this was going to be my second ultrasound so we were getting all giddy thinking that we would be able to find out if it's a little Miss or a little Sir. But when we got there the doctor just used the heart monitor to listen and make sure all was well. It was still really cool to listen to the heartbeat! It took her a minute to find the little bugger. I guess, even though the baby bubble, that's my less graphic term for uterus/womb, goes all the way up to my belly button now the baby was still hiding down low. (Is it lame that I don't like using body part words?...they're just really odd words. Seriously, who came up with the word uterus?...it's just not cute)
We asked about the heart rate because we had heard that you can guess if it's a boy or girl based on how fast the heart rate is. Girls tend to be faster, closer to 160, and boys tend to be closer to 130. The heart rate was 157, so place your wagers people! But she said that method is pretty inaccurate unless you are able to watch the heart rate for an extended period of time to see what the average is. We made our appointment for the next ultrasound (except for reals this time) for April 5th and she said unless there's something weird going on we will for sure be able to find out then! Yay!
We also found out that I am Rh negative. Which she explained to mean that if Kellen is Rh positive then the baby could be too and that would be bad because my body would think the baby is a disease...or something like that. So I would develop antibodies to the baby's blood and that would be bad. So at 28 week's I'll have to get a lovely shot that will keep my body from going crazy on my baby and if it turns out that the baby is positive, I'll get one more shot after birth. Then it will be fine. She said it's fairly common and no big deal as long as it's taken care of. So that's good. But I am not a needle fan so that won't be fun.
One last note before I go off to start the homework I've been procrastinating for hours now:
I've been taking belly photos mostly for me to see how I'm changing week to week. But now that I am starting to see a little difference I'm wanting to share! :) But I took them of my bare belly and I'm not sure how I feel about posting them for anyone to see...I dunno if anyone wants to see my bare baby belly or if I'm the only one who thinks it's cute lol so I don't know...cast a vote: to post or not to post the growing belly photos

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Call me crazy!...I dare you...

Call me overly anxious....but I think as of today, I'm showing! Maybe I'm seeing things, but there's a little something there that wasn't there before and I'm pretty sure it's not flab cuz I cannot for the life of me suck that baby in! I've heard of girls not showing at all until like 20 weeks so I was not expecting to see any changes this soon.




Kellen says he can't see it and I look the same...maybe he's just being careful not to make me feel fat. (Thoughtful boy) But I see it!


Hello down there! I'm the mom...Can't wait to meet you!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

How I knew he meant it.

So when I woke up this morning, Kellen was getting ready to leave. I continued to veg in bed while he got dressed and did his hair and whatnot. Then when he was ready to go he came over to shower my with kisses and love before he left.
He said, "I love you sweetie!"
And this is how I knew he meant it:




When I got up and looked in the mirror, this is what I found. hahaha
And yes, I have strategically not shown my face because that was even worse than the hair...if you can imagine that. Don't try. I implore you. It's horrific.
But he loves me.

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