Time is a funny thing

About a week ago I realized that I still had 5 months until this baby is born. 5 whole months. Holy Cow - I'm going to be pregnant forever! Everybody else's pregnancies seem to be going so much faster than mine.

Then today we got the devastating news that the dr. isn't sure if my mom will still be here to meet this baby.

And all of the sudden 5 months seems like nothing. Seems like a blink of an eye.

And, honestly, I just don't know how to handle that.

It's a . . . It's a . . .

You didn't think I was just going to tell you that easily, did you?

So a few years ago I heard of this company that you can have the gender of your baby sent to and they will make a cake - blue on the inside for a boy and pink for a girl. You then have a "party" and cut into the cake to find out what you are having. I thought it sounded fun but at the time didn't think we would be having any more babies.

Originally, we were going to have the kids stay home and Kurt and I would come home and make a cake and let the kids cut into it to find out what the baby was. Then plans changed and the girls wanted to go with us so we decided to invite friends over for dessert and have our "Grand Cutting" to announce the gender of our baby. Being Valentine's Day, we weren't sure how many could come but we ended up with way more turn out than we expected - so cool!

So I have made you wait long enough.

Drum roll please!

Our baby is a:

BOY!!!!!!

Evan is going to get his little brother! We are very excited and happy. Kurt, of course, is claiming he knew so all along and why didn't I believe him?

And yes, eating blue cake is weird and gross looking but it still tasted good!

So here is our Trevor:

(And yes, it is going to be Trevor. After all this time, we just can't name him anything else).

Profile

Face shot

(looks way better in person - the photo of the photo doesn't do it justice)

Leg

Cute little foot with his toes!

He was a little stinker too for his ultrasound. He had his legs crossed so we couldn't tell what he was. She did a little wiggling of the wand on my stomach and he moved his legs but kept one foot in the way. Finally she got a good shot. He also wouldn't move into a position for her to get a profile shot. He wouldn't drink anything for her to get a shot of his stomach either. She went out to check the schedule and luckily I was the last one so she had more time to spend trying to get him to do what she needed. She had me walk around and drink MORE water (after I had already emptied most of my bladder because it was going to EXPLODE!). She then got the profile shot and one of his stomach that she wasn't thrilled with. She said I might get called back to get a better shot of his stomach - oh, bummer. I might have to go back and see my baby some more!

Oh, and the best part - he was playing with his toes!!! It was so cute! She had me roll onto my side hoping that it would get him to move into a better position but all it did was make it easier for him to reach for his toes. It was absolutely adorable! He kept grabbing them.

Seriously, I could have stayed there all day watching him!

Welcome to the family Trevor!

We love you!

Me vs. the dog . . . again

When I was about 37 weeks pregnant with Kayla, I went over to my parents house to make them dinner and I took our dog with me. Max was about 60 pounds and a nightmare on a leash. He was always pulling and tugging but I thought since I was only going from the car to the house, I could manage. When Max got out of the car he immediately started pulling on the leash. I went to yank on the leash to get him to stop except for the exact moment I yanked, he decided to come back to me. The result was that there was no 60 pound weight at the end of the leash when I tugged so I fell backwards onto my bottom. Luckily my dad had just pulled up so he helped me up and helped me get everything into the house. I called Kurt who thought we should call Labor and Delivery just to see what they said. Of course they said to come right in to have me checked out. So instead of cooking my parents dinner, I spent the evening in L&D being monitored (and trying to convince them I landed on my bottom and didn't hit my stomach at all). Kayla was fine and me - I just had a sore bottom.

Well, last night I had another run in with our dog; except this time it was 90 pound Cody. Now, Cody is better on the leash then Max but does have moments when he forgets to behave so you have to watch and make sure you see other people or dogs first and then he will sit and watch them go by.

Well, here's what happened: We went to go for a family walk but only made it 2 houses before we stopped to talk to a neighbor. The husband needed a tool to work on his bike and so we walked back to our house to get tools out of Kurt's truck. His truck was parked in the street so they were working on the bike on the driver's side of the truck (kind-of in the middle of the street). Kurt handed me the leash and I was standing at the back, drivers corner of the truck talking to Evan who was across the street on the sidewalk wanting to cross. I saw the girls cross the street in front of the truck but it didn't register in my brain that their friend was with them and that Cody would be excited to see her. I was focused on my conversation with Evan and was totally unprepared for the dog to take off.

It is amazing to me how something can happen so fast yet you have time to think a million thoughts. Cody took off around the passenger side of the truck so I got spun around and yanked toward the sidewalk. The leash must have been wrapped around my hand because I couldn't let go. He pulled me to the sidewalk, over the sidewalk, over some grass and over our sidewalk going to our front door before my hand was free (sounds farther than it was but my point was that the level of the ground kept changing on me).

I felt like my feet should have been flying out behind me the yank was so hard - my shoes literally flew off (you think I'm kidding, don't you? I'm not. Kayla had to go and pick them up - they went in 2 different directions). I have no idea how I managed to keep my feet under me. I was thinking: if I fall, I need to get my knees under me to take the brunt of the fall, except I can barely keep my legs going right now, I won't be able to pull them up enough to protect my stomach. Okay, so I need to get my hands down first to stop the fall from hitting the baby, except my right hand is being held in front of me by the leash and I can't pull it back. So I need to roll onto my back so I don't fall onto the baby, except, again, my hand/arm are being pulled forward, how am I going to get my body to turn?

I then realized that if I fell, with only my left hand available to help me, I would probably take a direct hit to my front side. Someone up above was looking out for me, or my guardian angel was right there holding me up because I still don't know how I managed to keep my feet under me just enough to prevent a fall. I felt like I had been shot out of a rocket - it was crazy. It scared me so bad.

I went inside, sat down, calmed down and took inventory of all my parts. Everything seemed to be okay. My thumb on my right hand hurt, probably what the leash was caught on, but it was okay. My hips and a muscle on my right lower abdomen were sore but they had just got yanked pretty good so what did I expect? Overall, everything seemed okay; except my heart was still racing a mile a minute.

Once I was calmed down, we proceeded on our family walk and man, Kurt was on that dog like no tomorrow and boy, did he behave! But it is safe to say that I will not be holding the leash the rest of the pregnancy.

I keep thinking of all the things that could have happened, especially if I had fallen on the baby but I stop myself and say a prayer of thanks that everything is okay and that the baby is okay. I am so blessed!

And today is the day! Come on 3:00!!!! I can't wait!

Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day! Hope your day is filled with love!

Hailey's Creation

Kurt got a new app for his ipad that allows you to play with photos and text and all sorts of fun stuff. Well, Hailey got ahold of it and had some fun. Here is her creation that she told "I had to post." Being the obedient parent that I am, I listened.

I swear my kids can pick up any app in seconds. I haven't even had a chance to play with it and she is way more knowledgable than I am with it.

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So do I look pregnant yet?

This is last weekend. I was 18 weeks 3 days. People still tell me I don't look like I am expecting. Which didn't bother me for awhile but lately has really started to bother me. Being the worry-wart that I am, I got myself all worked up one night that something was wrong and I was awake from 11 pm - 3 am. It was a rough day the next day. Kurt keeps reminding me that I was small with all of them.

I had a friend say that I must have some strong ab muscles to hold the baby up/in. Ya, that's it. My abs that I work out once every . . . NEVER! Let's blame it on my abs though - I like that!

The baby has been moving a lot lately so that reassures me that everything is fine. Every time I feel it move, I tell myself that the baby is perfect and happy in there.

Only 2 days until our ultrasound. I can't wait! I am so excited to find out what we are having (and to actually "see" that everything is ok).

Hope you all have a very special Valentine's Day!

I will keep you posted on the gender update!

The Prego Pizza

A client told Kurt about a new restruant in our area that is a sit-down, full-service restruant but also has a small McDonalds style outdoor play structure for the kids. They said it was great - you get the nice service and food and the kids get to play. Well, we thought, we gotta try this out.

We went for a late lunch - about 1 or 1:30 and it was perfect because it was quiet and no other kids were there so we could let ours play outside without worring about them. We sat right by the door so they could come and go as they pleased. Kurt and I actually got to talk and "hang-out" just the two of us for most of the time. We actually sat for about an extra 1/2 hour after we were done eating, just to talk. Usually it is get out of the restruant as fast as possible because the kids are bouncing off the walls but this was different. The kids loved it and had a great time and we really enjoyed it too. It is a pizza /pasta place called Skipolini's off of 65. The food was good too. The pizza seemed 'fresher' than a Round Table style and they definitely didn't skip on the toppings.

I noticed a pizza on their menu called: "The Prego Pizza - Our world-famous labor-inducing masterpiece . . . It really works!!" So what is on this so-called masterpiece, you ask? Here ya go:

Salami, Pepperoni, Ham, Mushrooms, Olives, Bell Peppers, Extra Onions, Sausage, Ground beef, Linguisa, Extra Garlic, Parmesan and Oregano

If you ask me, I think anyone who eats all that is going to get major stomach convulsions so I don't doubt that if you eat that at 9 months pregnant, you will go into labor.

As a bonus, not only will you go into labor, you will have some awesome breath to go with it!!!!

So all you ladies expecting, if you get to the end and get desperate, here is your solution. I just suggest you pack some breath mints!!!