Friday, November 28, 2014

Thanksgiving

I have so much to be thankful for this year, and without going into too many sappy details and a lengthy list (I'll spare you), I thought I'd just do my top 5 things I am thankful for this Thanksgiving, with a little details about our holiday mixed in.  So here it goes.

5. Scooter.


After Scooter's attack last week, I cannot even begin to express how thankful I am for my pup AND that he is still here.  He brings so much joy into our family (and, as I've learned over the past week, into many others' lives as well!) that I can't imagine life without him.  I know he won't live forever, so I am so thankful for each and every day we get to spend with him and get to enjoy his feisty little dachshund/terrier company.

A side note Scooter update: Scoots had a fantastic Thanksgiving--he got to play with his puppy cousins Molly and Cinder and really is getting back to his old self.  We think he may have overdone it on Thanksgiving though, because one of his drain holes has been leaking (ickkkk!) the past day or so.  So he's been put on house rest the next few days so his wounds can heal up all the way.


4. Jobs, home, and finances.

I am so thankful that both Mike and I have jobs that we love, a home in a city that we love (and grew up in), and finances (thank you jobs!) that allow us to do the things we enjoy doing.  I think a lot of times I take for granted having a job I enjoy and having a home that we own to come home to.  I am really trying to appreciate each and every little thing with that because I know others aren't as fortunate to have what we have (which is why I try and pay things forward as much as I can!).  I am thankful that I was able to go Black Friday shopping (95% online!) today and be able to get some Christmas presents for our friends and family...as well as the 5% of real shopping I did to score Patrick a new Jules BumGenius cloth diaper.  OMG.  I'm in love with this dipe (and refused to pay the $75+ it was going for on the cloth diaper buy/sell/trade Facebook pages because it's so hard to find)--I was able to go to Cotton Babies this morning and grab one during their Black Friday sale, so I am very thankful for that!  I mean, come on, how cute is this dipe?!!  Patrick is totally smitten with it.




3. My health.

Again, something I take for granted and need to stop doing, but I am very thankful for my health.  Despite my not-seasonal-just-year-round allergies, I am a very healthy lady, and I am very thankful for that.  I know I could exercise more and eat better, but I'm pretty darn happy in the skin I'm in and where I'm at in my life.  I'm thankful I'm well enough to provide for my family and myself, and keep #2 cookin' (more on that next) for hopefully another 18 weeks!  I really attribute the way I've been feeling lately to the Juice Plus I've been taking.  I know I sound like a broken record with this, but I swear it has made all the difference in the world in how I'm feeling.  

2. #2 cookin' away in the oven.


I posted this pic yesterday saying how thankful I am for being 21 weeks pregnant with #2!  Oh, how spot on this is: I am so thankful that our family will be welcoming a new little man or lady in 4 short months, and that he/she is cooking well and looking all around healthy at every doctor's visit.  I really am thankful (and enjoying!) every part of this pregnancy and really savoring it, because, who knows, it could be my last!  I am thankful for my health and a body that can carry another human until he/she is ready to make his/her entrance into the world.

1. Family and friends.

I could literally go on for A LONG TIME about how thankful I am for family and friends.  Seriously, it would be a really long post if I let myself do that...but I'll spare you and give you the cliffsnotes version :)

I am so incredibly thankful for an amazing and loving husband (I mean, he works 12+ hours and then brings ME home donuts for breakfast!!) who, sometimes, I have no idea why I deserve someone as amazing as he is.  He is my best friend, my rational sense of being, and my rock.  He's the best baby daddy I know, and is so good to our little boy.  He has no problem cleaning up the nastiest of diapers or tucking in Patrick to bed.  It melts my heart to see him with our little guy.  I don't know what I'd do without him and for that I am so incredibly thankful (and trying to remind myself when I get irritated that he didn't put the laundry away, or something like that :)

My little man is the best kid ever (biased, I know), and although I wonder if #2 will get as much love and attention as Patrick gets, I know he/she will fit right into my heart given just as much love and affection as his/her older brother gets!  I cherish each moment I get to spend with my little guy and savor the moments like these (which are far a few between) when a certain someone wants to cuddle with me.  I love him so, and I cannot wait to see the little boy (and man!) he grows up to be!


My family is amazing.  Plain and simple.  Each and every one of them, from my mom to my sister-in-law to my great aunt would do anything for me, and I do anything for them.  There is so much love and support (with both the Mooney and Pepin sides) that it is overflowing.  I was addressing out our Christmas cards today and was shocked by how many family members I HAD to include to send a card--there was a lot!  That's just how many mean the world to us, and we love them so!

My friends: ahhhh, where would I be without them?!!  They are incredible, even if they are thousands of miles away (thank you text messaging!).  I love that I can call or text them at any time with any question (even a TMI one) and they don't hesitate to respond.  There's nothing I wouldn't do for them and I appreciate all of them so much in my life.  Chances are if you're reading this post I'm talking about you!  Yes, even virtual friends who we've never met in person but I feel like we could be BFFs instantly: I am so thankful for YOU!


Okay, that ends my very thankful, very sappy post.  Gahhh, I don't do these a lot (especially not preggo) and now I know why: I'm all emotional and sentimental typing this post up!  Ha!  I hope you've enjoyed it, and I really mean it: if you're reading this I'm so thankful for YOU.  Thanks for being there for me! :) 

Thursday, November 27, 2014

21 weeks.


Happy Thanksgiving!  21 weeks today!  So much to be thankful for this year, primarily my little man running circles around me day in and day out, this little babe cookin' in my belly, my fabulous husband, our pup Scooter that he's alive and doing well after his attack, friends, family, and so much more.  I could go on forever!  ...but I'll spare you for now.  I'm sure I'll have a Thanksgiving post coming later.y

Anyways, so 21 weeks today!  This little guy or gal has really been super active this past week, so much so that Mike has been able to feel (numerous times!) kicking and punching on the outside of my tummy.  I think this is about 4 weeks earlier than last time, so it's very exciting and he loves feeling the baby move.  It probably helps that my placenta is on the back of my uterus, therefore not in the way of kicks to the part of my belly that {select} people can feel.  Anyways, so yay for baby movement!  It is the greatest feeling in the world.


The bump is definitely continuing to grow, which is great!  Grow baby grow!  But what isn't great is that some of my maternity tops are already becoming on the short side.  WHAT.THE.HECK.  Come on, I've got another 18 weeks left to go, don't fail me now shirts!  It looks like pretty soon I'll have to enter the limited clothing rotation phase and wear the same shirts over and over again.  Please don't judge me.  I'm done with buying new maternity clothes and will just make work the ones I've got.

Other than that, nothing else exciting to report for week 21, other than (as this broken record has been saying the past a'many weeks) I feel like this pregnancy is FLYING by and April will be here before I know it!  Getting the c-section date set and directions for day before/morning of in the mail this past week has made it all the more real!  Of course this kid could come before then, but still, it feels very real now that we have an actual date and proceedings set.  Whoa.  But I'm ready--I can't wait to find out if it's a boy or girl and snuggle this new squish and make Patrick a big brother.  Great.  Now I'm getting all emotional at the end of this post!  Ahhh!  I'll leave it here.  Until week 22, adios!

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Scooter Update

I wanted to do a quick little update on Scoots after his vet appointment today.  It was almost a week ago--last Thursday--when Scooter was attacked.  As I said before, it was most definitely one of the scariest things I've ever witnessed.

BUT, I am so happy to report today, nearly a week after his attack, that Scoots is on the road to making a full recovery!  I am sitting here on the couch with Scoots curled up next to me snoring away, with Thanksgiving on my mind, and I am just sooooo thankful that my little fur baby is doing SOOOO much better and is going to make a full recovery.  I am so very thankful for that tonight.


So, an update on Scoots: he's been out of his bandages since Sunday night, but still had his drains in, and they were still draining.  Ick.  So I found a Halloween shirt complete with a hood in his outfit box in the basement and decided he'd be wearing that until he went back to the vet.  It was loose enough to not constrict him or encourage any more swelling, but still would catch any of the gunk that would come out of his drains.  BONUS: it glows in the dark.



He's definitely still swollen a teeny bit underneath his mouth/jaw, but it has gone down SO MUCH since last week (and even Monday).  I'm sure it'll continue to just keep going down as he heals more.

He's officially DONE with going to the vet!  He's all cleared (and pending no flair ups or infections) he doesn't need to go back for any more wound checks or anything, so that's super exciting.  I think he's more than excited to not have to go back to his favorite place (haha, I kid) anytime soon.




Today at the vet Scootie's doc was soooooo impressed with how well he is healing and how much his swelling had gone down since Monday.  Yes, he's still a bit swollen, but nothing like it was.  And yes, he still has scratches and wounds on his neck and back, but those are all healing very nicely with no signs of infection.  Woo hoo! Scoots got both of his drains taken out today too and cleaned up a bit as well from some of the drainage.

BEFORE (with drains)

AFTER (bye bye drains!)

So yeah, those are kinda gross looking, but again, I would want some visuals if I were reading this, so I figured I'd give them.  He does have two small holes in his neck from where the drains were, but the vet said those will close up very quickly and continue to heal like the rest of him.  He does still have some residual stitches from the drains, but those will dissolve out over time as well.  Overall, the vet was so impressed, given his initial injuries and type of attack, for how well he was doing 6 days later.  She gave him a clean bill of health and said he's on his way to making a full recovery!  YAY!!

Mike and I were talking today about how much Scooter has improved in even 2 days, and how he's really getting back to his old self (i.e. playing with Patrick, eating dog food (instead of just cheese that his meds are in), jumping out of the bed on his own, etc...) and we are SO happy to see this!  We are so thankful that our Scoots seems to be getting back to his old self and is going to continue down this path to making a full recovery.

Anyways, just wanted to give you all a quick update and thank you so much for the well wishes and good thoughts--they most definitely have helped so much!  Scoots is obviously not fully recovered (so any good thoughts you can keep sending his way!), but definitely is on his way to that.  Thanks again for all of the support and wishes!  We have the best friends and family EVER.





Taking Stock

So it's been a hot minute since my last taking stock post, so I saw my good friend Tiff posted one yesterday and I figured I'd go ahead and be the good little copy cat that I am and do my own.  So, here it goes.

Making: my strategic cyber-Monday Christmas shopping list to get ALL of our Christmas shopping done...online...without going into a store.  I'm pumped.

Cooking: {about to cook} mashed potatoes (my mom's ah-mazing recipe) and blueberry muffins to take to our Thanksgiving lunch/dinner tomorrow at Mike's parents.

Drinking: Nothing at the moment, but I did just finish a glass of 2% milk (with ice) to go along with the donuts Mike brought me this morning for the second day in a row #keeper


Reading: This AMAZING article that pretty much sums up my exact feelings on all of this Michael Brown Darren Wilson Ferguson hoop-la that's been happening the past several months.

Wanting: The Apple Watch that is suppose to come out in early 2015.  I want so bad.  SO bad.

Looking: At the special news coverage on the events in STL and Ferguson last night.  I want to tear myself away from this so much, but I just can't.  I guess we're too connected involved for me to tune it out, despite really wanting to.

Playing: With Patrick.  Well, kind of.  He's going back and forth between watching his favorite "Finding Nemo" on his iPad and playing with his fake food and shopping cart.

Wishing: All of this Ferguson mess would end SOON.  I miss my husband.  I hate going to bed alone and having him work 12+ hours a day with seemingly no days off or end in sight.  Patrick and I miss him immensely.

Enjoying: The view of our front yard.  HELLOOOOOOO blow ups!  They are so tacky yet so awesome.  That's 9 total, and, in the words of Ariel, "I want moreeeeeeeeee!"


Loving: My extended Thanksgiving break and that I don't have to work until Monday.  Soaking in all the one-on-one time I can get with my little man, and enjoying the {limited, but hey, I'll take it} time we have with Mike when he's not working.  I hope it goes by slowwwwww.

Pondering: Just how big I am going to get this go'round.  I feel like I look full term already at almost 21 weeks!  Haha!  Bring it on.  I'm ready.


Considering: Typing up a blog post all about my thoughts and feelings on this Ferguson stuff.  But I haven't decided yay or nay yet...there's goods and bads to putting what I'm thinking out there for the public eye.

Watching: The Darren Wilson Interview from last night on ABC.  I support law enforcement, and I fully support Darren Wilson.

Needing: {selfishly} my hubby home for the holidays.  This is hands-down the hardest part of being an LEO family: when everyone else is off and celebrating family time, your LEO is probably working.

Wearing: Maternity yoga pants (OMG, best things EVER! I wear them EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.) and a maternity tank top.  I really need to get dressed to take Patrick to my mom's and Scoots to the vet, yet, I'm sitting here typing the blog post instead. #priorities

Following: A few blogs that I need to get caught up on, particularly Callie's over at Through Clouded Glass.

Noticing: That my house really REALLY needs a good deeping cleaning.  Like whoa.  Cue zero motivation from the one typing this post.

Feeling:
 Pretty good!  I swear the Juice Plus I've been taking since the beginning of this pregnancy has made all the difference in the world.  I definitely recommend it! 

Admiring: This boy sitting next to me watching his (current) favorite movie.  Love him.


Sorting: {needing to} the clean diapers that were just washed.  They need to be stuffed and put away...I'm stalling, because Patrick becomes overly helpful in this area and tends to be more of a hinderance than help.  Bless him.

Buying: Not yet, but there are a'many Christmas gifts in my Amazon cart waiting for me to check them out on cyber Monday.  Not sure if there'll be any good deals on them or now, but we already have Amazon Prime so waiting a few extra days to order to potentially save some dinero isn't hurting.

Getting: Really REALLY excited about our Thanksgiving feast tomorrow.  I cannot wait to throw down some turkey, potatoes, green bean casserole, and so much more!  And get to catch up with family that we haven't seen in a while because they live out of town.  I cannot wait.

Bookmarking: Shelving a'la this that my brother Charlie is going to make for us for Patrick's new Cardinals room he's getting this spring.  I cannot wait to have a custom shelf/dresser/thingy made exactly how I want it.

Disliking: All of this anti-police stuff I've seen on my Facebook news feed.  Let's just say a few people have been unfriended.  I respect people having different opinions from mine, I also respect that I don't have to be friends with them.

Feeling: A lot of love in my heart these days.  Given the circumstances of what's happening in STL, I"m trying to find the positive in the little things, like being able to watch the hubs snooze with the pup, or seeing Patrick's face when he sees the Christmas tree for the first time.



Snacking: Sour Patch Watermelons.  OMG.  So good. Tarjay was out of the little baggies so I found a 5lb box on Amazon for $9.  Dude.  Best purchase ever.

Coveting: {and cherishing} family time.  I hate to be a broken record, but a lot of things these past few days have really made me appreciate so much more how important family (and friends!) are.  Hug your loved ones tightly friends.

Wishing: For a good healing report and good news from Scooter's vet appointment in an hour!  I hope our little fur baby is on the mend!!!

Helping: {as soon as I hit publish} Scoots off of the bed so I can get him into the car and on the way to his vet appointment.

Hearing: Giggles from my little man because this just happened.  Dude loves him some daddy's boot time!


Monday, November 24, 2014

Scooter's Attack

Last night I posted on social media about how Scooter was attacked a few days ago by another dog and that he's alive and recovering, but could use any and all good healing thoughts coming his way.  We have been completely overwhelmed by friends and family showing their support of our little pup and sending well-wishes his way, as well as asking if there is anything they can do.  The support we have seen is amazing, and we thank everyone who has reached out to us.


With that said, I have gotten a'many text messages and emails asking, "What happened to Scooter??", obviously beyond what I posted on social media.  Hey, I get it, I'd be wondering the same thing too if one of my friends posted something similar about their animal--I'd want the inside scoop.  Here's the deal: the other dog that attacked Scooter is my brother Charlie's dog Lucy--I am NOT (as I have told Charlie so many times since Thursday) bad-mouthing Charlie or his dog...things happen.  I was hesitant to even post on social media and/or write this post because I don't want it to come off as bashing him or his dog--this is NOT that at all.  It's about Scooter, and that's it.  So obviously yes, I am upset Scooter was attacked, but not at Charlie AT ALL, more so that my furbaby was hurt (regardless of who was doing the hurting).  As much as I hate to see Scooter in pain or hurt, this was a learning experience, and we now know that Scoots needs to probably be kept away from other big dogs (especially ones that he's not super familiar with), but also that Lucy probably needs to only play with big dogs her size.  Anyway, I just wanted to emphasize that this post is not bashing Charlie or Lucy, but more so just detailing on the events of Scooter's attack and his recovery...so I figured I'd take to my blog and share what happened to Scoots and his recovery thus far (I'm sure I'll have an updated post with even more details later on), so here it goes.

Mike was working evenings (don't even get me started on his "until further notice" 7pm - 7am no days off schedule) so Patrick, Scooter, and I went to my parents for dinner on Thursday night.  My brother Charlie and his German Shepherd Lucy are currently living with my parents, so they were there for dinner too.  Scooter had met Lucy a few times before, and even Thursday night was out on the back deck with her and they sniffed each other but were like "no big deal" and let the other one go about his/her business.

For dinner time, Scooter stayed in the kitchen with us, but Lucy was put in the family room behind a gate--not sure if this is what set her off or not, that Scooter got to be in the kitchen for meal time and she didn't, but shortly after dinner I took Patrick in to the family room to play while Charlie got Lucy to take her back downstairs.  I'm not really sure exactly what happened, but instead of going downstairs, Lucy diverted to the kitchen table where Scooter was underneath, and something happened, because the next thing I knew Scooter was yelping and barking and so was Lucy.  Charlie thankfully leapt in right away and grabbed Lucy and literally pried her mouth open (where she had Scooter by the neck) and I came running in and grabbed Scooter from Lucy's mouth.  Unfortunately Patrick was in the doorway and saw the entire thing--and saw his mom crying--so he started crying and got really upset.  Poor fella.  So as soon as I grabbed Scooter he scurried out of my hands and hid underneath my parents' computer table.  Scooter was visibly upset, and covered in blood all around his neck and back, but would not let me (or anyone) grab him from under the desk--he was growling and snarling at us and trying to bite anyone who got near him.  I had my dad call the animal hospital and tell them we'd be bringing in a small dog that was just attacked by a German Shepherd so they'd be ready for us, while my mom got a laundry basket that we put over Scooter and we were able to drag him out.  Patrick kept trying to go in and get Scooter too--he had stopped crying but really wanted to get to his puppy.  Once Scooter was out from under the desk, I was able to wrap him in towels and hold him while my dad got us in the car and drove us to the animal hospital.  To say I was calm is a lie: I was a hysterical crying mess, thinking my poor dog who I've had for 7.5 years was going to die.  My dad kept reassuring me that he'd be okay, that he's awake and breathing so those are all good signs.  I somehow managed to call Mike at work and tell him what happened so he said he'd leave work and meet me at the hospital.

When we got to the animal hospital they immediately took Scooter from me and took him back.  Then I really lost it--I'm sure the people in the waiting room thought I was some crazy emotionally-wrecked pregnant woman.  I didn't care--I was so worried about my puppy.  They took us back into a room, and the vet came in after a little bit and said that Scooter's vitals look good, he's definitely shaken up and has a lot of wounds, but they are going to sedate him so they could get an x-ray and assess the wounds without him moving.  By the time Mike had gotten to the hospital from work, so that was really nice that he was able to come and be there for Scoots.

After what felt like an eternity (really it was maybe 15 minutes) the vet came back in to show us Scooter's x-rays and tell us about his injuries.  She said, given the dog that attacked him and where his injuries are, that it was a miracle that his arteries, jugular, windpipe, or bones were not injured.  Thank the good Lord above!  This was great news.  However, he didn't escape totally injury free--since Lucy shook Scooter when he was in her mouth, she pulled his skin away from his back and neck muscles therefore creating a place for fluid to build up under his skin.  They try and resist putting stitches in dogs with bite wounds unless they absolutely have to, because of the bacteria from the other dog's mouth can be "closed in" inside the wound, but for Scooter, his were deep enough that they'd have to sew some of them closed, but first they'd sew a drain in his neck/back to drain that excess fluid that needed to come out.


Yeah, totally gross.  Sorry for those with weak stomachs...but I figured I'd give the inquiring minds a visual (cause shoot, I'd want one).  Anyways, so after he came out of sedation and was bandaged up, and we were given some pain meds and antibiotics for him, Mike went back to work (sad face) and I took Scooter home on Thursday night.  He was still super drugged up, and just laid on the chair (then bed) and didn't move much.  Poor guy had been through a lot, he just wanted to sleep.


The next day at work I was soooooo worried about Scoots all day.  Luckily Mike and Patrick were home with him all day until I got home, so that made me feel a lot better.  Of course I kept texting Mike ALL.DAY.LONG. about Scooter making sure he took his meds and that he was doing okay.  Of course I was worried about Patrick too, since he saw the entire incident and I don't know if an 18-month-old can fully comprehend that his little pup is injured and we can't body slam him with hugs and squeeze his neck right now, but all of that just melted away when Mike sent me this text:


I couldn't stand it.  That was the cutest thing ever--I may have shed a few tears.  Anyways, I couldn't get home on Friday fast enough to see Scoots--I actually had to take him back to the vet for a wound and drain check and for new bandages to be put on.  He looks quite excited in this pic, but was actually panting because he was so anxious to be back at the vet.  I ended up just holding him until the vet came in because he was panting and shaking so bad.  I don't blame him; I don't like going to the doctor either.


The vet said his drain was draining nicely, and put some new bandages on him (which Mike replied, "Do they know he's a BOY dog?!! Why the pink bandages?!!" who knows.) and had us come back on Tuesday for hopefully a drain removal.

I was suppose to have a couple photo shoots this past weekend, but ended up canceling them due to the forecasted weather (RAINNNNNN) and that I didn't want to leave Scoots, especially with Mike working 7pm-7am all weekend.  I wanted to do nothing but lay low and hang with Scooter to make sure he was doing okay...and Patrick didn't seem to mind that either.  After several reminders to be "gentle" and "nice" to Scooter because he wasn't feeling good, I think he got the picture.  I caught him snuggling with his puppy brother (and even giving him his beloved nappy) on Friday night and it about melted my heart...again.


The entire weekend pretty much went exactly like that: Scooter would get out of bed to go potty, then hop right back up in bed.  He'd eat his cheese (that his meds were in) and drink some water, but that's about it.  He spent most of the weekend on the couch or in bed.  I mean, he usually sleeps A LOT anyways, but he was definitely more lethargic and sedate than he usually is.  We kept reminding Patrick to be gentle to his puppy brother because he's sore and healing.

On Sunday, however, Scooter looked VERY swollen, especially around his neck and jaw.


not gonna lie, this pic makes me giggle.  he looks like a cartoon character!

We had another appointment on Tuesday for him, but I elected to give our awesome vet a shout on Sunday night with some pics included and ask her what we should do.  She had us remove his bandages but keep his little sweater on, and then bring him in first thing Monday morning so she could take a look at him.  Fortunately the animal hospital opens at 7am, so I was able to bring him before I went to work.


Yeah, I snapped this pic at the vet this morning: doesn't he look silly?!!  Poor fella, so much fluid (or what I thought!) was in his neck and head!

So the vet came in this morning and checked him out--luckily his temperature was normal, which is a very good sign (again, thank the good Lord!), but she was concerned that the swelling did not go down overnight, so she took him back to check him out further, and maybe put another drain in in the bottom of his neck.  It turns out that what I thought was fluid in his neck/head was actually blood clots that she saw via ultrasound, that unfortunately cannot be drained until they're unclotted, so putting in another drain won't help that for now.  She did do some laser treatments on his neck that is suppose to help unclot the clots and hopefully have the swelling to start going down.  She left his bandages off, so that those don't contribute to any more swelling and hopefully allow the clots to unclot themselves and go down.  I am taking Scooter back on Wednesday morning for possible another laser treatment and to check on his drains.  Not sure when those are coming out, but the vet said she wants to leave them in until all of his swelling has gone down.  I took Scoots back home--just as Mike was getting off of work--so I'm sure they're both snuggled up in bed taking a long siesta until I get home later this afternoon.

Anywho, this is where we stand as of Monday morning with Scooter.  He's got a ways to go ahead of him, but hopefully is a resilient little pup and hopefully should make a full recovery.  I will definitely keep you updated on any improvements or significant happenings in his recovery path as they happen.  Thank you again for the well-wishes and prayers for our little fur fella--we appreciate it so much! 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

20 weeks.


This song is coming to mind right now, a la "Whoaaaa, we're halfway there..." because, indeed, today marks the halfway point of baby #2's cookin'!  Woo hoo!  I can definitely say these 20 weeks (or really 16, since we found out) have FLOWN by.  Definitely much faster than Patrick's.

The big highlights from this week is that we had our midway point ultrasound that looks over all of baby's anatomy and skeletal structure.  Our little guy or gal is smack-dab in the middle in the 51st percentile for size and everything else (heart, bones, organs, brain, etc...) looks healthy and perfect!  This was so nice to hear and we loved seeing our little guy or gal on the ultrasound screen.  The ultrasound tech kept commenting how well he/she was posing for their pictures, and duh, of course, this kid apparently already knows what kind of snap-happy household {mom} they're coming into.

side profile

baby legs and toes!

baby feet!

creepy skull faced full frontal shot

and a comparison pic of Patrick at 20 weeks up top, and #2 down below.

So besides the ultrasound, I had a good 20 week check up with my doc, where this little guy or gal's heartbeat was a strong 167bpm!  My doc exclaimed, "It's a girl!"  Mike was like, "WHAT?!!"  And she said, "Oh my gosh, I'm just kidding.  I have no idea, they don't tell me or write it down so I don't know, I just was saying that because the old wives' tale is that if it's above 150 it's a girl!"  I laughed.  I still think it's a boy, but it sure seems like everyone else is speculating a girl!  WE WILL SEE.  The crazy "oh my gosh this is really happening" part of my appointment, aside from seeing an actual BABY on the ultrasound screen, is that I set my c-section date.  It is so crazy to think that we have an actual date that #2 will arrive (or sooner, if I decide to go into labor early!)--gahhhh!  Makes it so real!  I love it.

I am proud to report that I finally have gained a few pounds--yee haw!  So different from last time, but glad that this kiddo is growing and apparently his/her oven is also packing on a few pounds as well.  

Other than that, not much else is a'happening, other than I still can't believe I am more than (just barely!) halfway done with cookin' this second kiddo.  It definitely has gone by so much faster yet I'm really trying to enjoy, document, and savor the time I'm having with this (right now) teeny tiny little person who's constantly (lovingly, I'm sure) kicking away at me.  Until week 21, I got this.


Sunday, November 16, 2014

snow! part 2.

I told you.  Not ten minutes after I blogged my last post Patrick awoke from his lengthy afternoon siesta and I thought we'd hustle outside for some snow fun (and picture taking for me) before we headed to grandma and grandpa's for dinner.





Like I said, last year Patrick experienced the snow, but he just kind of sat there, and really didn't know what to think about it.  Well, now that he's fully experienced his first snow being completely mobile (and probably overly bundled up), I can safely say he absolutely loved it.  He ran ALL OVER the yard and up the little path by our house.  He wouldn't even turn around to go back home--I had to carry him (which at almost 5 months pregnant is no easy task these days), and he lovingly protested the entire way.





I think he could have stayed outside for another two hours if we'd have let him, but alas, dinner was calling so we hurriedly got him changed out of his snow gear and into regular clothes.  He did point to his coat and snow pants the rest of the night, so I'm sure he wants to go back out there as soon as he can.





Either way, I think Patrick (and Scooter, for the 4 seconds he was out there to make a yellow snow cone) thoroughly enjoyed this first snowfall of the season and is very much looking forward to the rest of the season's fluffy white stuff, when it comes down.

snow!

Today was a big day in STL: it snowed!  I was going to title this post "first snowfall", but then, duh, I realized it indeed is not the first snowfall of 2014--we had more than enough snow earlier this year.  I guess it's technically the first snowfall of this season, though...but whatever.  It snowed today and it was just gorgeous out!

I had a photoshoot earlier this afternoon (check it out here) where the snow was a perfect touch to this family's mini session for their Christmas cards.  As soon as I got in my car, I called Mike and was like, "Don't put Patrick to sleep; go put that red sweater and khakis on him and go put on a red shirt yourself--we're going to take snow pics when I get home!"  I got home about 5 minutes later and I set up my tripod, rigged up my EOS iPhone remote app, and snapped these pics just out back of our house (yes, I was literally pushing the shutter button on my phone behind Mike's back to take these...pretty impressive, eh?!!).  I love Patrick's game face in these as well.  Yes, I would have loved for him to smile, but his stern little smirk is just as adorable as well.  I may or may not have then immediately rushed inside, edited these, and cashed in on a 50% off Shutterfly + free shipping coupon and ordered our Christmas cards as well...







I know as soon as I publish this blog post Patrick is going to wake from his current 3+ hour nap and I'm going to want to bundle him up (thank you Regan for the snowpants!!) and go outside with him and take some more snow pics...because little boys playing outside IN THE SNOW is like the cutest thing EVER.  So, if that happens, be prepared for snow blog post numero dos of the day later.  You've been warned.

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