So it is September right? I am due November 16, 2014. I am 30 weeks along and I can't wait to meet our new addition. We actually have been trying to have another child and it took about 6 1/2 months for us to conceive. I took those pregnancy tests like crazy. Quentin finally told me to stop buying them and wait till I feel like I was actually pregnant. I listened my husband like a good wife. In March I felt really sick to my stomach and my first thought was, "I have to be pregnant! Please let me be pregnant." I had one test left over and I took it. It says to wait 2-10 minutes so I did and then forgot about it. When I went to use the bathroom again I saw that test, looked at it and screamed! I picked it up and ran to Quentin and showed him. He gave me a big smile and told me to calm down. So I tried. I sat on his lap and was really wiggly. We talked about baby number two and how joyous we were.
The journey of this pregnancy has been completely different than when I was pregnant with Oliver. I was terribly sick my first trimester. I lost 14 pounds and couldn't keep anything down. I actually hated food for a time. I think I lived off of biscuits, pizza, and Cheez-It. It was a sad diet I know but everything else, just thinking of it made me sick to my stomach and I would puke. I missed a lot of church and other activities because I didn't have the energy to get out of bed. I was sad because Oliver would want to play and I couldn't give him the attention he needed. We compromised and played cars on the bed and watched a lot of movies which I don't normally let him do. I don't like him stuck to a screen for long periods of time. But we had fun and I got to cuddle my little man. Quentin was a huge help as well. He didn't much work done because of me but we somehow manage through this trial. Actually not somehow managed, we managed with the help of God's hand. Quentin did all of the cooking for Oliver and him. He changed Oliver's diapers and still mostly changes them. Quentin did everything I do plus what he does. He took on the roles of both parents that first trimester and part of the second. I am forever grateful for my husband and the love and kindness he shows me. I love him very much and I don't know how I would survive without him.
It took us a long while to find a doctor we like and a hospital that would allow us to do a V-BAC. The first doctor and hospital we went to said that they couldn't provide the V-BAC and that I would have to go through another Cesarean birth. I didn't like the sound of that so Quentin and I did some research and found a hospital that is an hour and 15 minutes away that will allow us to do the V-BAC which I am so glad we can. If you have been through a Cesarean then you know how difficult it is to recover. I didn't like it one bit and I plan on not doing that again. Oliver was an emergency C-section in case you guys forgot. I didn't plan to have that kind of birth. I can't see why women would plan to have a Cesarean birth. I would imagine the pain afterwards lasts longer than the pain in a natural delivery. That is just my opinion and thoughts.
So yeah, we found a doctor that we like. I feel more comfortable with him than the other two doctors we visited for this pregnancy. I guess I should tell you the gender of the baby huh? That is probably what you have been thinking about this entire post. Baby number two is going to be a, wait for it, A GIRL! We are happy. I have been going crazy looking at all things pink and then holding myself back buying it all because we don't really need it all. I kind of wish we were having a boy because I already have everything for a boy but nothing for a girl. There is a second hand store here in town where you can get 10 baby outfits for FREE! I love that word. haha We haven't decided on a name. We liked Rebekah for a while and now we are leaning towards Aurelia. Middle names are hard.
I guess I should mention that I have gestational diabetes. I failed both my glucose tests and that makes me sad. I passed Oliver's! The nurse told me that every pregnancy is different and I understand that. I just don't like the diet that I am on. It sucks. I have gained a total of 18 pounds so far with this pregnancy and when I went on the diet I lost 2 pounds but I gained one of those pounds back. With Oliver I gained 32 pounds. My stomach is small compared to when I was pregnant with Oliver.
Speaking of Oliver, we have been teaching about babies and that there is one inside mom and he shouldn't jump on me. Does he understand what we are teaching him? I think he understands what a baby is but doesn't understand that there is one inside mommy. He points to people with big tummies and says, "Baby belwee." I correct him and tell him no, they don't have a baby in their tummy, mommy does! He has been ever so sweet and cuddly though. I have been enjoying that time together. I hope that he will like his baby sister and won't feel like he is being replaced. I would like him to feel responsible and help take care of little sister.
There you have, the announcement of baby number two. I want to do a photo session but we will see how ambitious I get. I am waiting for the leaves to turn pretty colors for a photo shoot. I hope y'all are as happy as we are that we are pregnant. If not, I don't care because I am!
Here are the ultrasound pictures that were taken. During the gender reveal ultrasound the baby kept moving and kicking the nurse. In one of the shots we were looking at she flexed her arm muscle. We laughed and told Oliver to watch out because she will show you who is in charge. Didn't faze him. She also kicked herself in the head. She was breech which I didn't like the sound of because Oliver was breech and you see how that turned out. Okay, here are the pictures:
This is 3-D! Cool isn't it?
This one isn't. But she is still cute!
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This pictures looks exactly like Oliver's profile in his ultrasound photo.
Look at those little hands.
We are excited and looking forward to November 16th, if she comes on that day :)
