Friday, May 22, 2009

You know you're going to the doctor a lot when . . .

Okay, okay, I know, you get it.  I've been going to the doctor a lot and I'm getting tired of it.  This will be my last post about it, especially since I have only 2 weeks and 4 more appointments left!

The good thing about having all these appointments is not only the peace of mind that comes with knowing that everything is okay, but also the number of times I've gotten to see my baby.  Look at all of these pictures!



Before this pregnancy I never realized just how much the baby does before he is even born.  I've seen him smile, frown, suck his tongue and hand, kick and punch (yeah, I've felt those too), breathe, and blink.

I've also seen his fingers and toes, spine, bladder, umbilical cord, and beating heart.  I've even been lucky enough to see the rolls of fat on his belly, his eyelashes, and the scant amount of hair on his head.  (It looks like we're going to have another baldie!)  



So, all in all, these doctors appointments have been a real blessing.  I've had a lot of anxiety during this pregnancy and being monitored so closely brings with it a lot of peace of mind.

Also, with the anxiety I think I've had a harder time coming to terms with the reality of having another baby.  Seeing him so often has helped him seem more real to me.  



The best moment was after an especially rough few days going in and seeing him smile (can you find it in the last picture?)  As you can imagine, I left the doctor's office in a very different mood than when I went in.

And finally, thank you to everyone who has helped watch Hannah while I go visit my doctor.  You've taken a lot of stress off of my shoulders!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

You know you're going to the doctor a lot when . . .

Your 2-year-old's imaginary play consists of "driving" mom to the doctor then "driving" to her friend's house to play.

While laying on the bed together:  "Mommy, get your buckles on.  I take you to doctor then I go play Tanner house."

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Conversations I Never Pictured Myself Having.

While helping Tommy get ready for school this morning:

Tommy:  "Mom, can you help me pick out a shirt to wear?"

Me:  "How about this one?"

"Is it scary?"

"It's a car."

"I want something scary."

"You don't have any scary shirts."

"But Mo-om. . ."

"Here, wear your red one.  It's the color of blood."

"Yes!!!"

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

You know you've been going to the doctor a lot when . . .

your two-year-old wakes up in the morning and asks, "Whose house I go to today?"

Addition

One new pair of giraffe scissors
+


One piece of scrap paper
=



One hour (or more) of a contented little girl.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Happy Easter!

We had a fun-filled Easter weekend.  The whole week was beautiful weather, then we wake up on Saturday morning to a windy, rainy, cold (it's all relative here!) day.  The weather didn't dampen anyone's spirits, however, as we headed out to the annual church Easter egg hunt.  The kids found lots of eggs and ate far too much candy.

Between mouthfuls of candy, we squeezed in a bite or two of lunch then began an afternoon of birthday celebration.  I was not up for putting on another big party this year so we just invited cousins and family over for another Easter egg hunt (thank you Grandma), a pinata, some more sugar . . . um, birthday cupcakes, and a little wii.  Initially Tommy was disappointed with his lack of party, but at the end of the day he proclaimed it, "the wettest, funnest day of his life!"  So, I guess it went over pretty well.


Tommy is getting down to the very serious business of gathering candy.  Please do not disturb.


Please disregard the bed-head in this picture.  Unless there are special circumstances, I refuse to do Hannah's hair more than once a day.


Ahhh, that's more like it.  Combed, curly hair with a bow still in tact.



They really enjoy each other most of the time now.  It's really fun to watch them be friends!

Finally, Happy Easter!!

Friday, April 3, 2009

Just Some Photos

Thank you Nana Ariel and Papa!