HAPPY 50th BIRTHDAY MAMA!!

So my mom turns 50 today. She is a really young grandma and skinnier than both of her daughters-- pregnant or not pregnant.

So I think she is doing pretty dang good at all this aging business.

Even though she may want to kill me for telling the world how old she is . . .

It's already started . . .

Yesterday Jeff and I took some more of the boy baby clothes back to the store. When I was standing at the front counter returning them I turned around and saw Jeff looking at the girl clothes in the back. So when I was finished I walked back to him and this is what I found:

He was in the same mindset as me with the boy clothes: 100% bargain shopping only. This however, is not the case with baby girl clothes. His reasoning:

She's worth it.

wahoo for good weather

I feel like weather is what people talk about when they have basically nothing else to say. Maybe because everyone has to deal with it, good or bad, so it's a universally safe topic. Either way, maybe for lack of anything else better to say, I just want to pour one for the homies because the weather so far this week has been fantastic.

So good that I volunteered to go to the Dixie State vs. Southern Utah baseball game yesterday with Jeff. The poor guy doesn't even attempt an invitation anymore to sporting events because in the past I have limited myself to only sporting events that he was actually playing in. But, it actually sounded fun, and I admit that I have missed the excuse to sit outside in the *sun for a few hours on the weekends since he's finished playing ball. The game was pretty boring actually, but it was fun to sit by Jeff for a few hours and the pretzel from the snack shack was pretty tasty. We've both recognized that my "high maintenance-ness" has increased dramatically since we got married. And we both agree it's his fault. So if that is what has happened with just 3 years of his influence on me-- I can only imagine a daughter who is spoiled by him for 18+ years. So, I am gonna work work hard to even things out and not be such a poor sport about things like baseball games. (Mark the calendar because I really am not quite sure how long this lofty goal/plan will last.)


*sun being the keyword here, I do not in any way shape or form miss sitting through hail, snow, and/or wind gusts exceeding 15 mph such that I am left to clean red dirt out of every exposed crevis for a week+ afterwards.

Friday's Dr. Appt. & other random thoughts

As I've already posted, we are having a girl not a boy!* The ultrasound was pretty funny. This was our "for real" ultrasound so he spent a half hour looking everything over. I guess Dr. Chalmers realized pretty quick that it was a girl and he had been mistaken a few weeks ago, and I don't know if he was delaying the inevitable, trying to just give Jeff a hard time, or wanted to make real sure it really was a girl, but either way, he put off telling us that until 20 or so minutes into it. Which is probably good because I was so busy laughing after he told us that I would have missed out on all of the really important stuff like the heart, kidneys, stomach, etc. I am so grateful that we are able to know ahead of time that everything looks like it is developing correctly. I had started to cling to the hope that the 5 lbs I gained in the last week was all placenta, but no go on that one, it is where it is supposed to be though, so that is good. As for the baby, it's a pretty crazy thing to see the 4 chambers of the heart pumping. Yay for a healthy baby so far.

The doc had a pretty difficult time getting the 4-d picture of her because she never holds still. Ever. Actually, that is an exaggeration because she has to sleep sometime, I am sure, but in the ultrasounds she moves around the entire time. And it was pretty cool that when I guessed her head and her feet were positioned, I was right. I didn't know that one of the reasons for the 4-d imaging was to make sure the baby doesn't have a cleft pallet-- and she doesn't. :) I am all about having a natural childbirth with as little medical intervention as possible but I am not of that same mindset when it comes to the pregnancy. We've been thoroughly spoiled with an ultrasound every doctor appointment so far and I love it. I don't think I could deal with never seeing the baby before it is born. I'm such a spaz and worry so much that being able to see the baby helps me not stress out so much that something horrible could happen. (Although at this point having the sex of the baby stay a mystery would have saved me a few hours of buying and returning baby clothes).

About the belly and I say the not because it is huge and an entity unto itself, yet, but because it has ceased to feel like mine. It just looks really strange to me and my belly button is all flattened out weird. Pretty sure to most people it just looks like I ate a lot and should suck in, but to me it feels and looks huge. I cannot at this point even imagine the monstrosity that will be entering the room 12 inches before the rest of me within the next few months. Oh, that reminds me! Jeff, being the sweetest man ever, the other day after school stopped at the mall and went into motherhood maternity and bought me maternity clothes! I had tried to go myself last week but couldn't will myself to buy more than a couple t's and a pair of capris. I had mentioned to him that I needed to do laundry that day because I was out of pants and so he just stopped there and went shopping for me. Love him! He did well too, I only had to take back one pair of jeans because they are high waters. I don't know why companies think that only short-legged women get pregnant but I have not been able to find a size "long" anywhere!

Back to the ultrasound, Dr. Chalmers is doing another ultrasound in 4 weeks just to make sure that it really is a girl. I think it is quite possible Jeff's head will explode if it turns out to really be a boy. . . In the meantime we get to start thinking of girl names all over again. :)

*Yay!

ultrasound pics-- 19 1/2 weeks

just kidding!!!

Oops!

We went to the Dr. today for my 19 week appt./ultrasound and . . .

IT'S A GIRL!

So funny. I was cracking up. Jeff was almost pleading with the doctor that it wasn't true. Poor guy. But, alas, it is a girl.

And I am glad.

he's got hiiigghhh hopes

So last night before falling asleep Jeff instructed me that I needed to listen to more music. Especially classical music because the baby can hear the music and supposedly it makes them smarter. After that he bent over to my belly and was saying, "Hiii *Cllaayyynnee." Then, "Hi little baby, so little, don't even know a wooord yet.

For those of you fortunate enough to have never seen Talledaga Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby that probably isn't funny.

But, if you have seen that stupid, stupid movie, you will understand the irony of Jeff chastising me on my lack of musical interest followed by him quoting Will Ferrell in a movie about a Nascar driver.


*If it really and truly is a boy then we have decided on the name Clayne Jeffrey.