Happy Belated Turkey Day!

This past Thanksgiving I had a lot to be thankful for. My husband, my son, Baby (hopefully) growing well in my belly, and of course the rest of our family. Most importantly though, is my brother, Kevin. He's currently serving with the Marines in Iraq and although he wasn't able to be here for Thanksgiving *insert many tears*, we knew he was safe and that's what matters. We are forever grateful that his job assignment over there keeps him on base and not out on the streets. So Kevin if you ever get a chance of reading my blog, just know you're thought of by all of us everyday and we can't wait to have you home!!! Christmas sure won't be the same without you here.

In pregnancy news, not much to report. I am feeling Baby in there, still just those bubbly-type feelings. Just enough movement to make me think "hmmmm... is there really a baby moving around in there?" Morning/evening sickness is still gone, so I think I'm over that hurdle. Last night I had the most horrible migraine ever. I had to call my inlaws and have them wait to bring Colin home until Scott was home because I could barely function. I fell into bed as soon as I got home and spent my entire evening laying in bed, lights off, attempting to listen to the TV with my head buried under the covers until I fell asleep around 9pm. Not fun.

And Colin is as cute as ever. This past weekend we had very unusual weather here in Michigan for this time of year, it was sunny and about 60 degrees. So we decided to make the most of it and put up our Christmas decorations, and many of our neighbors did the same. The couple across the street put on their lawn an inflatable Santa (or "Danta" as Colin says) that goes in and out of a chimney. At first, Colin stopped to watch it go in and out of the chimney for about 15min straight. Everytime Santa went into the chimney, he had to wave, say "bye-bye", and blow "Danta" a kiss. Then he'd ask "where'd he go" as he shrugged his shoulders. And everytime Santa came out of the chimney he'd smile and yell "Danta"! Seriously, it was the cutest thing ever. I sure do love my little Butter Bean ;)

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Apparently last Wednesday I was tagged by Amy. And of course the clueless blogger I am just realized it. Oops! My assignment is to tell you five things that you don't already know about me. If you are a close friend of mine, these statements probably won't be a shock to you...

1) When my first serious boyfriend dumped me, I got a tattoo. When my 2nd serious boyfriend dumped me I got my tongue pierced. All I gotta say is that Scott better not leave me! LOL

2) I really wanted to go to Yale. I was obsessed with going there when I was growing up and I still wonder to this day why I never applied.

3) I eat pizza with nothing on it, not even the cheese. But I do eat the cheese separately, so it doesn't go to waste ;)

4) I would love to be a celebrity for a day, just to know what it feels like.

5) I regret not BFing Colin, and hope I'm more prepared the 2nd time around to make it work.

See Ya Later, Alligator

Now that I can access Blogger Beta at work, I should be posting a little more often. Plus I know I have at least one loyal reader that I should give a "shout out" to - HI TERRI!!!!! Onto the news for the day...

Colin has decided saying "bye-bye" to Mom and Dad is fun. He even makes it all dramatic with a wave, blowing a kiss, and then giving us the scrunched up face smile we love so much. Seriously, I wish we had to leave the house a million times a day because watching him go through his little "bye-bye" ritual is just that cute! And honestly, it doesn't even take us leaving the house to get the ritual, he'll do it when either us or he leaves the room. Talk about melting your heart. Seriously, this boy is going to be a heartbreaker someday!

Not much going on in pregnancy news today. I though I felt something in there earlier today and don't know if it was Baby moving or my imagination. I've been through this once before, so you'd think I would know LOL I've been told you usually feel baby #2 earlier than the first and while pregnant with Colin I started feeling movement around 18wks, so maybe 15wks isn't too early this time around, who knows. I'm getting anxious to feel those movements though. Those movements are what reassures you that things are okay in there everyday, and I definitely like reassurance!!!

How Sweet the Sound

Today was my 16w OB appt. Granted I'm only 14w3d, but close enough I guess. I got there and did the usual - peed in a cup (tested fine), had my blood pressure taken (Nurse said it was good), and then what all PG women fear - stepped on the scale. I stood and watched the little digital reader pop up it's numbers. (If you think I'm going to tell you what those numbers were, you're out of your damn mind! LOL) I looked and looked and low and behold - I only gained 1 pound since last month!!!! Ahhhh... the relief! Granted, the throwing up probably contributed to that because I've been eating like crap. Seriously, all this baby wants is unhealthy food - first it was Doritos, then Ruffles, and now greasy McD's. I *try* to eat some fruit and it makes me want to throw up, so I give in to the urge and eat the other stuff. So only 1lb to me was awesome! I'm too ashamed to admit what I had gained at my appt last month - I'm still in shock over that, actually. But I digress.

So I get done with the routine stuff, go into the exam room and Nurse has me lay on the table. Here comes the fun part - the doppler! Of course once I see it, all the fears rush into my head of "what if something bad has happened", "what if there's no heartbeat?" I felt my anxiety level rising. So she starts doing her thing and trying to find the heartbeat and nothing. She keeps looking and looking.... and then gets paged! She excuses herself, saying she has a procedure to assist the Dr with. So I'm laying there freaking out because I didn't hear the heartbeat. Finally 15min later she comes back - that was a looooong 15min. She has a different doppler, saying it was "better". She starts doing her thing and there it is - one of the sweetest sounds to hear - the baby's heartbeat!!! She said it was about 160bpm, pretty much what Colin's HB was at this stage of the pregnancy. The rest of the appt was pretty much nothing exciting. The Dr asks the usual questions and since I'm starting to feel better and get my energy back somewhat, I have no complaints or issues to discuss, so I was on my way.

Being pregnant again is so surreal. I cannot believe how different this is than the first time around. With my first pregnancy, I remember it being all I think about, how everyday I wanted to announce how far along I was to anyone that would listen. This time around I barely remember I'm pregnant. Well, other than the throwing up and clothes not fitting of course. But seriously, I had to ask Nurse if she was sure that was my baby's heartbeat we were hearing because I just cannot process that we're having another child!

Do you think once Baby arrives, reality will finally hit us?