How far along? 18 weeks
Maternity clothes? Absolutely.
Weight Gain? +12lbs at my last appointment
Stretch Marks? Not from this kiddo.
Sleep? Excellent. I love it.
Movement? Taps and pokes every night. Trey seems to like movie night because he always squirms when we’re all snuggling on the couch.
What I Miss? Still wine. I am craving a glass of red by the fire.
Symptoms? Right now I’m in a really good spot. I was having some serious nausea for a while back there, but I’m crossing my fingers that that is all gone now.
Food cravings? I was very excited for Thanksgiving dinner, let me tell you.
Food aversions? Not really.
Labor signs? Nein.
Belly button in or out? In, but less deep.
What I’m Looking Forward to? Anatomy scan tomorrow! We’re team green this time, but I’m looking forward to it.
Weekly Wisdom? Drink lots of water – it makes everything feel much better.
Milestones? Anatomy scan tomorrow. >
Wrote this last week and forgot to post it. Kid #3, already neglected!
Well, I’m doing this again. I love having my last pregnancy journaled to look back on, so here we go!
How far along? 14 weeks
Maternity clothes? Yes to pants, sometimes shirts. Depends on the day.
Weight Gain? +8 at my last appt two weeks ago.
Stretch Marks? No new ones yet. At this rate, Trey is going to leave plenty.
Sleep? Pretty good. I just got my new pregnancy pillow so I am already looking forward to bedtime.
Movement? I swear I felt a few twitches around 11.5 weeks. A few random ones since then, but nothing regular.
What I Miss? Caffeine. And wine. I smell Cory’s drinks every time he has one.
Symptoms? Right now I’m in a really good spot. I was having some serious nausea for a while back there, but I’m crossing my fingers that that is all gone now.
Food cravings? Cold pizza & cold pop tarts. I think I’m gestating a college student.
Food aversions? None right now.
Labor signs? No.
Belly button in or out? In.
What I’m Looking Forward to? Second tri energy and nesting urges to get some projects done.
Weekly Wisdom? Your belly looks better in maternity pants AND you will be 1000x more comfortable.
Milestones? Told the world. So happy to no longer be trying to hide this.
Once again, we met up with the amazing and talented Jess from Jessie Clicks for a photo session. I am so ridiculously thrilled with the results! Here are my favorites!
This is my new favorite picture.
For the record, bribing your children with ice cream is an extremely effective way to get good smiles in the pictures. Thanks again to Jess for all her amazing work!
I wrote this a few weeks ago, but waited to share until after we announced the pregnancy.
I got a call on a Monday, telling me I needed to meet with a Maternal Fetal Medicine (MFM) specialist regarding something with my bloodwork. Immediately my mind started spinning. I had just seen my midwife 5 days prior. What was going on?
I asked that a nurse call me, and an hour or so later, my phone rang again. I learned that I had “increased antibodies” in my bloodstream, and it would probably just mean I’d need more blood draws throughout the pregnancy. The doctor would explain everything. At my appointment. In three weeks.
In the meantime, I looked up my test results online and discovered that the antibody I had was anti-JKa. Naturally, I consulted my favorite doctor, Dr. Google. There are over 30 different proteins that can be found in blood, the most common of which is the Rhesus factor (Rh). Rh is commonly referred to in blood typing as positive or negative. Thus, if you have the Rh protein, your blood type would be positive, and if you don’t, your blood type would be negative.
JKa is another, less common blood protein. Whether you have it or not is inconsequential unless you’re getting a transfusion or you’re pregnant. I do not have JKa. My husband does. We were completely unaware of this until I got this phone call. What most likely happened is that Luke has the protein and during his birth, some of my blood mixed with his. My blood then developed antibodies against the JKa (anti-JKa). Again, not an issue at all for me. Until now.
Now that I am pregnant with #3, the anti-JKa comes into play. The antibodies in my blood are very small and have the potential to cross the placenta. If they do, and the baby has the JKa protein in his/her blood, the antibodies will go about destroying the proteins, and, along with them, the red blood cells. This is obviously bad and can cause problems including anemia, hydrops, strain on the baby’s organs, and Hemolytic disease of the newborn.
Right now, the levels of antibodies in my blood are very low – considered a trace amount. They are not at a level that is considered dangerous. According to the internet, the usual course of treatment is to monitor the levels in my blood first. If they increase to a dangerous level, then I will start getting regular ultrasounds to view the blood flow in the baby to determine if the baby is anemic. If the baby becomes anemic, then we would potentially do an intrauterine blood transfusion or deliver early, depending on the gestational age at the time.
Needless to say, I’m a little freaked out by all of this. It was nice to have low risk pregnancies while they lasted. I am trying to stay positive and I’m looking forward to speaking with the MFM. There’s a 50% chance that this doesn’t matter at all (if the baby doesn’t have the JKa protein). Most cases require extra monitoring and nothing else, and the babies turn out perfectly fine. I’m hoping that’s all we have to deal with.
Photo by Jessie Clicks.
Von Baby number three, due in May 2014.
I’ve been MIA around here because gestating is exhausting. Gestating plus caring for two toddlers? I crawl into bed immediately after putting them down for the night.
We’re planning on not finding out the sex of this baby so that adds a little element of mystery. There is also some extra health issues going on that I’ll explain in a future post. Nothing to worry about at this time, just extra monitoring.
We had an ultrasound today and the baby looks great!
Look at those sweet little lips!
Some girls want princess parties, or tea parties, or fairy parties. Not my girl. She wanted a dinosaur party. So that’s what we did.
T-Rex greeting our guests as they came up the driveway.
We had a beautiful fall day, perfect for all the outdoor lawn games we had planned. And this:
Bounce House from Jump Around NH.
The main activity for the kids (besides the bounce house) was a fossil hunt. I bought a bunch of dinosaur bones on amazon, buried them in the sandbox, and let them go to town. I’m pretty sure we’ll be finding fossils for some time as we missed a couple. >
My nephew Ethan proudly showing off his find.
We had the food catered and it was fabulous. Leftover soup and sandwiches for the whole week! I made the cupcakes with a little help from the birthday girl. She requested chocolate with chocolate frosting, chocolate dinosaurs, and dinosaur sprinkles. So that is what we did.
Cupcake liners, chocolate molds, dinosaur sprinkles.
Blowing out her birthday candle.
For favors, I was going to make dinosaur tails. Until I a) realized ain’t nobody got time for that and b) found these ones at Target for $3 each. WINNING!
Don't you just DIE from the cuteness?
After the party was over, we took full advantage of the fact that we had the bounce house until 6pm.
Jump around! (Custom T-Rex shirt found here)
Sun flare selfie with my dude.
Jumping on Daddy was a big hit.
Once he got his footing, Luke was a big fan.
Vicki still (2.5 weeks later) wants to talk about her dinosaur birthday party every night at bedtime, so I think we did our job well. Thank you to everyone that helped out (especially my in-laws, who we put to work!) and to everyone who came to celebrate Vicki’s birthday!
First day of school! First day of school!
It was her first first day of school. She was a little nervous. So was I.
The night before, I packed her lunch, set out her clothes, drew her a T-Rex picture. I set my alarm for 6am and jumped out of bed when it went off.
Vicki threw a little tantrum when she was getting dressed. She didn’t want to wear the pretty first day of school dress I had picked out. After lots of tears, we compromised that she could wear her hair down if she wore the dress. (SO HAPPY I won that battle.)
She insisted on bringing a teddy bear with her because we read a preschool book in which the kids all brought stuffed animals.
We took a bunch of obligatory pictures on the front porch and I almost died from the cuteness.
Daddy came with us to school. We brought her in (they have valet drop off), hung up her backpack, gave hugs and kisses, promised to come back, and rushed out of there. I (barely) made it to the parking lot before the tears started falling.
Cory and I went to breakfast together and I sobbed the whole way there. Then I dried my eyes, took some deep breaths, and carried on.
At pickup, Luke and I were there early, eager to see our girl. She was wearing a different shirt – apparently she dropped the hem of her dress in the toilet. She jumped up and ran to me when she saw me. The first day was a huge success.
Now she happily tells me goodbye as she jumps out of the car and regales me with stories when I pick her up. It’s safe to say that preschool suits her.
Today you turned three. Wow. So much has happened in three short years.
You are such an opinionated, enthusiastic, amazing little person. At three, I feel like you’re no longer a toddler, but a kid. A small kid, but still. We have entire conversations about anything and everything – dinosaurs, the leaves on the trees, songs you like (and don’t like, which you never fail to let me know), your days at school. It’s incredible the tiny little details that ate important to your day. I love seeing the world through your eyes.
You are fearless. A few weeks ago, when we went to Storyland, you rode your first roller coaster. I thought you might be nervous, but Daddy was the one who was nervous. He said it was a bit scary because you weren’t even holding on. After your ride was through, the first thing you said was, “Can we do it again?” No fear.
You know what you want and you’re not afraid to say it. This is a pretty useful life skill, so keep it up. We’re working on the delivery and I constantly remind you to use polite words, but that’s what I’m here for. You have started caring what clothes you wear (shirt and pants, NOT a dress), how your hair is done (JUST A CLIP), and what you eat for breakfast (Krispies and cottage cheese). You prefer to use a bathroom stall alone, but still need a little assistance pulling your pants back up. I love your blossoming independence, although I also love when you need me, too.
Vicki, you have turned into such a sweet little girl. Of course, there are challenging times (hello, blossoming independence), but you always remind me of how much you care. You like to tell me that you love me “better than Christmas trees”, which I think is probably the highest compliment possible. Every night before bed, you tell me, “Sweet dreams, Happy Mother’s Day, Merry Christmas!” Even on the nights you refuse kisses, you wish me a Happy Mother’s Day. I’ll take what I can get. >
Your favorite thing has to be music, specifically pop music. You love “the I Don’t Care Song”, “the fireworks song” and “the tiger song” (Roar) and know a ton of lyrics to those and many other radio hits. You constantly ask me to turn the radio up and stop singing/dancing because it’s your favorite song. We play music videos on repeat so you can dance along in the living room. You teach me the songs you learn at school and memorize the songs that your toys sing. Maybe someday you’ll go into the music business. Or just go to a lot of concerts. Either way, I hope you always love music as much as you do now.
Vicki, I knew you would be a fabulous big sister, but you have surpassed my highest expectations. You love everything about your little brother. When he’s sad, you get him a toy or some water so he stops crying. You tell me if he has a “stinky diaper” that I haven’t noticed yet. You feed him snacks and treats when he runs out. He is the only one who can wake you up and get a smile. So what if you sometimes tackle him and sit on him? You’re just toughening him up, right?
Sweetheart, you’re my buddy, my little helper, my snuggle bug. This morning you woke up at 5:30am and I went into your room to lay down with you so you’d go back to sleep. We fell asleep holding hands. All four of our hands were intertwined. When I awoke and realized this, my heart about burst with love.
That’s how I feel about you, my sweet Victoria. Bursting with love. I’m so proud of you and I can’t wait to see what the next year brings.
I love you.
So much has been happening lately. We’ve been traveling for a few weekends in a row, and I feel like between all the packing/unpacking/laundry/life I can’t get caught back up. Throw in there a couple of business trips for Cory, the return to a routine, and planning Vicki’s dinosaur birthday party and I’m flat out. I have so many things I want to write about, but they’ll have to wait until I have a few more minutes. Right now, here’s what’s new in our zoo:
- Preschool. A full post is coming, but so far it’s a big hit. Vicki loves going and Luke loves having some Mama time. Although she keeps asking if he can stay with her at school. Awwwwww.
- Luke calls Vicki “Dee dee”. When he wakes up in the morning, he starts asking for her. When she’s at school, he asks for her. When she was in swimming lessons, he kept waving at her and yelling, “Hi Dee Dee! Hi Dee Dee!”
- Swimming lessons have started up again this week. Vicki is so fearless and adores her lessons, but she still misses the toys and songs that they used to do with the little kids. Luke goes tomorrow morning and I am psyched because, for the first time ever, I’ll know people in our class.
- The birthday party planning is in full swing. Every night in bed, Vicki wants to talk about her dinosaur party and how it will have cupcakes with sprinkles and balloons and a fossil hunt. Every. Night. we have this discussion.
- Luke is turning out to be quite an adventurous little dude. He loves to climb and even climbed up on top of our bed the other day. He refuses to crawl up/down stairs and insists on walking instead. At least he still holds my hand, right?
- Fall is coming and we’ve had a few tastes of cool weather, but today it’s 96 degrees which is kinda BS. We’ll be hitting the pool later this afternoon so I can at least justify that we haven’t taken it down yet.
- Two toddlers sure do make grocery shopping interesting. I miss the car carts.
- In the past two weekends we went to Storyland and then to visit my in-laws in Delaware. Both times there were kiddie rides involved. Both times, the kids went nuts over them. Looks like everyone in my family will be a fan of the roller coasters.
- I’ve been busy working on some blankets for babies coming soon. I also finished Vicki’s quilt and have started a new one to use as a beach blanket. I’m hoping it’s done before beach season next year. So far, I’m already way behind.
- Vicki switched to her toddler bed in January, and after 8 months of squeezing in there with her, she’s getting a full size bed this Friday for her birthday. I think I’m more excited than she is. I also foresee a lot of nights where I fall asleep in her room.
- Here is a cute picture of the dude. I swear, he is always smiling.
ZOMG, Mama, this is SO MUCH FUN!
And with that, I’m off to find a new comforter for the big girl bed. My camera is full of pictures to share and I will get to them eventually. Probably after the birthday party when things calm down a little bit.
Her backpack is packed. Her clothes are laid out, down to Rapunzel undies and shoes. I wrote her name in Sharpie everywhere until I got sick of it and started writing just initials. (Things I didn’t think of when choosing baby names.)
We read The Night Before Preschool and she didn’t freak out this time, and was actually excited. She is really looking forward to her first day of school.
Last week, we went to orientation, and she just took off. She went to all the rooms, played with every toy there, and barely noticed when I wasn’t next to her. She loved everything from the kid sized toilets to the train table. She was fearless, as she always is. As I hope she always will be.
I know she will love school. She’s been asking to go for almost a year. She is going to make friends and learn so much and have all sorts of adventures. And I am really really happy about that. It’s how it’s supposed to happen. But up until now, she didn’t meet anybody or learn anything or have any adventures unless I was right there doing it with her. I just can’t believe that she’s old enough to start doing things without me. How did that happen? Wasn’t she just born?
This is going to be SO good for her and for me, too. The Dude and I will get some one-on-one time that we’ve pretty much gone without so far. It will be nice to run errands without two kids literally running in opposite directions. I’m just going to miss her. She’s my little buddy, my helper, my constant companion. This is going to be weird.
After she went to bed, I broke out my cookies cutters that haven’t seen the light of day in years and made her a cute little lunch, complete with heart cheese and crackers. I printed out a “first day of preschool” sign for pictures in the morning. And now I’m going to draw her a picture to tuck into her lunchbox. Probably a T-Rex. I know what’s close to her heart.
Tomorrow, I’m going to smile as I give her an enormous hug and try my absolute hardest to hold back the tears until I’m outside. She’s entering a whole new stage and I am so, so proud and happy.