This week had its ups and downs; I'm glad we found out the sex of the baby, because one up was we were able to fit in our registries this weekend. And yes, we registered at Babies R Us, Target and Amazon...I remember having to purchase baby things for other showers, and being a little intimidated to approach Babies R Us. So Target was on our list for those type of people; and apparently if we register on Amazon we get entered into a sweepstakes! Haha. I think it's also helpful to register for Amazon since we live far from our families.
Anyway, one source of stress that has been nagging away at me is the whole messy process of giving birth. I'm an avid pinner on Pinterest, and I got ahead of myself and started looking into the postpartum articles/pins. Oh boy. I just know I'm never going to be the same after this baby, emotionally and mostly physically. I've tried avoiding the whole "giving birth" topic and been focusing on all the good things about pregnancy, but I know I can't hide from it forever (actually, I can hide from it for hopefully another 20 weeks).
Here's the kicker-the biggest stressor(s) this week: our crazy dogs. I love them to death, but they drove us up the wall this week. Friday night the hubs and I completed our ritual of "fall asleep on the couch while watching TV", and when we both awoke 20 minutes later, we found Miles gnawing on one of our Mickey Mouse coasters. And his late-night ritual consists of sprinting across the apartment, grunting with a toy in his mouth. He can do this for at least five minutes before collapsing in exhaustion...but then once he catches his breath he bounds for his sister and tries to pick a fight. He has more energy than any dog I've ever met. When I'm on the couch, his favorite thing to do is jump up and walk all over me. It drives me nuts, especially when he's trying to step on my stomach all the time.
Then when hubby and I tried to play any type of card or dice game this weekend, Coltrane got all nutso and came inches away from the hubs, licking at him feverishly and had that crazy look in her eye (licking is her way of being defensive). She always thinks we're doing something terrible, we don't understand it. We had to put her in her crate, and we have to do this every time. It drives me insane. Why can't we have normal dogs?
We've had the brief discussion about what to do with the dogs when the baby arrives...Coltrane can get really protective over me, and she manages to always find one person in a group of friends I'm with and attack them (she did this to my sister-in-law at Yosemite!). She's done this since she was young, and what's weird is hubby is with her more than I am, and I don't know why she still thinks she has to protect me. It's really scary because she jumps at people trying to nip at them, and she can knock over kids very easily. I've heard all these stories about how dogs can tell a newborn belongs to you and can be gentle, but I've also heard the reverse. So that really worries me-will Coltrane get jealous and protective with our baby? I'm afraid she's going to be shunned to her crate a lot, which I don't want. Miles loves everyone and everything, so we aren't worried about him, just that he can be rambunctious.
There are so many other things that I'm worried about, like how are we going to support this baby while I'm on leave and making half of what I make? Will the hubby have steady work? Are we going to be in the same one bedroom apartment/crappy neighborhood when the baby arrives? Will the baby be healthy? Those are the big questions for now, but my life is changing more rapidly than it has before and it's kind of scary.
Monday, July 29, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Drum Roll Please...
I arrived at my second ultrasound appointment 20 minutes early yesterday, and it wasn't as busy as the first time we went. But I still waited for about 40 minutes before I was seen. From the last time I weighed in (four weeks ago), I have lost a pound. I told the nurse that I had a huge lunch buffet that first time around! My blood pressure was great, but then...turned out they made a mistake and only scheduled me for the "simple" ultrasound where they just monitor the baby's heartbeat. Where's my cool high-tech ultrasound?! The nurse then went to talk to the ultrasound technician and he could get me in that same day thankfully...but I still had to wait behind two other patients. WTF. When I called the husband (he had just gotten home from work to take out the dogs), he was rightfully angry and we both agreed that it was a good thing he wasn't there (he can have a slight temper).
Anyway, I waited for another half hour, and finally I was called back. I told Don the technician my husband had to work, and he said it's okay-he would make a DVD! How cool is that?!
So here's the first image he captured for me:
And the second:
It was kicking and punching up a storm! Very active baby. Don measured the head, stomach, and checked a few other things and it is super healthy and normal. My due date hasn't changed, still a Christmas baby!
Then, as he was deciphering the images (everything looked very alien to me), he started pointing out its legs and then low and behold:
Sure enough, we are having a baby boy! First thing I said to Don, "My husband is going to be so happy". I'm excited too, I was going to be happy either way! I was just excited that he was healthy and growing just fine. Here's another image of his private part:
I hope this doesn't embarrass our son when he's older, but glad he's developing well!
When I got home, I wrapped up the "Vader and Son" book for the hubby, and here are pictures of him opening it up:
Yes, one happy father. : ) We finally found a Chinese restaurant that was about 20 minutes away to celebrate the news, and we are definitely adding it to our top places to eat. Perfect ending to a wonderful day!
Anyway, I waited for another half hour, and finally I was called back. I told Don the technician my husband had to work, and he said it's okay-he would make a DVD! How cool is that?!
So here's the first image he captured for me:
And the second:
It was kicking and punching up a storm! Very active baby. Don measured the head, stomach, and checked a few other things and it is super healthy and normal. My due date hasn't changed, still a Christmas baby!
Then, as he was deciphering the images (everything looked very alien to me), he started pointing out its legs and then low and behold:
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| It's a BOY! |
I hope this doesn't embarrass our son when he's older, but glad he's developing well!
When I got home, I wrapped up the "Vader and Son" book for the hubby, and here are pictures of him opening it up:
Yes, one happy father. : ) We finally found a Chinese restaurant that was about 20 minutes away to celebrate the news, and we are definitely adding it to our top places to eat. Perfect ending to a wonderful day!
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Week 18: Baby Box, Excitement for Ultrasound
I took the day off yesterday to just relax after Yosemite and run a few errands. I'm so glad I chose to do that-I felt productive doing all our laundry, tidying up and getting groceries. For some reason I absolutely love buying groceries-maybe it's the motherly instincts kicking up inside of me, although I have always been fond of it.
After grocery shopping, it was time to let my creative juices flow, even if it was sort of a mundane task. Missy the super sister-in-law brought us so many baby items when we met up at Yosemite, but I don't have anywhere to store it all. So I decided to just decorate an empty cardboard box I had in my closet and store everything in there. I said mundane because I decided to break out my scrapbook paper, cut out different sized circles and glue them on. It really took half a day, but here is the finished product:
I tried picking gender-neutral colors, and the lighting doesn't do the colors much justice, but I thought the color scheme was cute.
I forgot to take a photo of the awesome music mobile Missy made, but here are a few samples of her baby presents that she made herself:
She also gave us a baby monitor she bought when she was trying to get her cat out of a crawl space in her apartment. : )
Oh, and when we were visiting Washington a few weekends ago, the mother-in-law bought our baby's first outfit, and I couldn't stop swooning over it-went into the box:
And I forgot to stick baby's first 'teddy bear' into the box, as it is sitting high on our bookshelf...but we found this beauty at Target while shopping for camping supplies last week. It was on sale, and I remember seeing one like it when we were on our Honeymoon in Disney World (I think it cost twice as much):
I'm really antsy for this day to go by; second ultrasound is this afternoon, and I should be able to find out the sex of our baby! Hubby is working unfortunately (and fortunately, need all the $ we can get), so I'll be surprising him when I get home. I picked up these books last night and I'll be giving him one of them to let him know what we're having:
No, we are not obsessed with Star Wars or Monster's Inc, but we are geeks. I just thought this would be a really cute way to surprise the hubby. I'll be posting pictures of our outcome tomorrow, stay tuned!
After grocery shopping, it was time to let my creative juices flow, even if it was sort of a mundane task. Missy the super sister-in-law brought us so many baby items when we met up at Yosemite, but I don't have anywhere to store it all. So I decided to just decorate an empty cardboard box I had in my closet and store everything in there. I said mundane because I decided to break out my scrapbook paper, cut out different sized circles and glue them on. It really took half a day, but here is the finished product:
I forgot to take a photo of the awesome music mobile Missy made, but here are a few samples of her baby presents that she made herself:
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| Just a few of the many hats she crocheted, so adorable! |
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| Two out of many onesies she sewed! |
Oh, and when we were visiting Washington a few weekends ago, the mother-in-law bought our baby's first outfit, and I couldn't stop swooning over it-went into the box:
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| Sulley from Monster's Inc! |
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| Yes, it's Chewbacca. And when you squeeze it, he makes his typical noise. Hope this doesn't scare the baby. |
No, we are not obsessed with Star Wars or Monster's Inc, but we are geeks. I just thought this would be a really cute way to surprise the hubby. I'll be posting pictures of our outcome tomorrow, stay tuned!
Monday, July 22, 2013
Yosemite Camping Trip
I'm back from a weekend excursion to Yosemite National Park. I knew it was big, but wow it was much larger than I expected! We left around 5:15am in the morning...waking up at 4am is no bueno.
Our (Hubby, friend, sister-in-law and myself included) campsite was luckily only a few miles from the entrance we took, which is nice because it could have taken over an hour if we chose the I-5 route vs. our much more scenic route. The campsite we chose was really awesome! I was afraid we'd be cramped into a tiny space and have people surrounding us, but we managed to fit our 6-person tent, hubby's sister's two person tent, another 2-4 person tent for the pups and three cars.
Our site had people on either side, but behind us was just pure wilderness. There were so many bear warning signs up, and each campsite came with a metal storage locker for your food and toiletries (they said to even lock up your chapstick!).
When we finally settled in, it was around 1pm, and we decided to go explore. We stopped at the visitor's center and caught a quick five-minute speech from one enthusiastic park ranger about the area we were in and learned that at our high altitude of 10,000 feet, our bodies were producing way more red blood cells. The day after we leave camp and leave the elevation, we're supposed to be 'super humans'. Our baby was a super human for a day!
After the visitor's center, we stopped and found a trail that was up against this gigantic mountain/rock. We decided to venture around, even though no dogs were allowed (shhh), but we managed to run into nobody. It was a nice 30 minute hike, and then it was off to look at more sites.
I apologize for no pictures...hubby is the photographer in the family/group, so he took all our photos. But we got to see the "Half Dome", which is this giant rock mountain in the shape of half a dome. Then we stopped a few more times before it started getting late, so we headed back to make dinner.
I said this about a million times while we were camping, but Missy, hubby's sister, won the gold star for best camper out of the group. She brought all of our meals for the entire weekend, and Friday's dinner was steak tacos. They were SOOO GOOD. Every meal she made was incredible. Having her there was clutch, and it was really fun hanging out with her outside of Washington!
Saturday was our exploring day, and we were mainly in the car driving to each destination...like I said, Yosemite is so big you have to drive a lot. We didn't do much hiking, just getting out of the car, taking lots of photos, looking around and hopping back into the car. At the end of the day, we stopped at this big beautiful lake close to our campsite and played with the pups while our friend swam around. We got to play with them for about 20 minutes until a friendly park ranger said we had to stop and get the dogs out...at least they got to play a little bit. Lesson learned though--Yosemite is definitely not dog friendly.
We left Sunday morning and headed to Bodie, a large ghost town about 25 minutes northeast of Yosemite. I wish it wasn't so hot that day, or else we would have lasted a lot longer; but the dogs were overheating (Coltrane kept pulling me into shade areas), and we had to pay $7 each and drive 3 miles over this terrible rocky-dirt road. But it was really neat to see such a historical town, along with a creepy 'curse' if you took anything from the buildings/structures. They even had a binder full of letters from people returning things they took and hoping their bad luck would be lifted.
We got home around 7pm on Sunday, and my favorite part about that was taking a nice, long shower. Camping is really fun, but it was so nice being home again. I think baby had a good time in the womb as I fed it such delicious food and plenty of s'mores!
Our (Hubby, friend, sister-in-law and myself included) campsite was luckily only a few miles from the entrance we took, which is nice because it could have taken over an hour if we chose the I-5 route vs. our much more scenic route. The campsite we chose was really awesome! I was afraid we'd be cramped into a tiny space and have people surrounding us, but we managed to fit our 6-person tent, hubby's sister's two person tent, another 2-4 person tent for the pups and three cars.
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| Miles loved the pup tent! |
Our site had people on either side, but behind us was just pure wilderness. There were so many bear warning signs up, and each campsite came with a metal storage locker for your food and toiletries (they said to even lock up your chapstick!).
When we finally settled in, it was around 1pm, and we decided to go explore. We stopped at the visitor's center and caught a quick five-minute speech from one enthusiastic park ranger about the area we were in and learned that at our high altitude of 10,000 feet, our bodies were producing way more red blood cells. The day after we leave camp and leave the elevation, we're supposed to be 'super humans'. Our baby was a super human for a day!
After the visitor's center, we stopped and found a trail that was up against this gigantic mountain/rock. We decided to venture around, even though no dogs were allowed (shhh), but we managed to run into nobody. It was a nice 30 minute hike, and then it was off to look at more sites.
I apologize for no pictures...hubby is the photographer in the family/group, so he took all our photos. But we got to see the "Half Dome", which is this giant rock mountain in the shape of half a dome. Then we stopped a few more times before it started getting late, so we headed back to make dinner.
I said this about a million times while we were camping, but Missy, hubby's sister, won the gold star for best camper out of the group. She brought all of our meals for the entire weekend, and Friday's dinner was steak tacos. They were SOOO GOOD. Every meal she made was incredible. Having her there was clutch, and it was really fun hanging out with her outside of Washington!
Saturday was our exploring day, and we were mainly in the car driving to each destination...like I said, Yosemite is so big you have to drive a lot. We didn't do much hiking, just getting out of the car, taking lots of photos, looking around and hopping back into the car. At the end of the day, we stopped at this big beautiful lake close to our campsite and played with the pups while our friend swam around. We got to play with them for about 20 minutes until a friendly park ranger said we had to stop and get the dogs out...at least they got to play a little bit. Lesson learned though--Yosemite is definitely not dog friendly.
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| Courtesy of our friend Daryl-Tenaya Lake |
We left Sunday morning and headed to Bodie, a large ghost town about 25 minutes northeast of Yosemite. I wish it wasn't so hot that day, or else we would have lasted a lot longer; but the dogs were overheating (Coltrane kept pulling me into shade areas), and we had to pay $7 each and drive 3 miles over this terrible rocky-dirt road. But it was really neat to see such a historical town, along with a creepy 'curse' if you took anything from the buildings/structures. They even had a binder full of letters from people returning things they took and hoping their bad luck would be lifted.
We got home around 7pm on Sunday, and my favorite part about that was taking a nice, long shower. Camping is really fun, but it was so nice being home again. I think baby had a good time in the womb as I fed it such delicious food and plenty of s'mores!
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Let's Get Physical
Nothing too exciting happened yesterday, except this:
Oh yeah. Husband was nice enough to find some pregnancy exercise videos and this little gem came straight out of the late 80s/early 90s. I couldn't stop laughing at first-where can I find one of those sweet one piece pregnancy leotards?!
Funniest part though, I finished the whole 54 minute video. And you know what? It was awesome! Some of the aerobic dance moves made me think of Carlton from The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, but it just made it more fun.
Towards the end there were these leg and arm workouts with a chair, and I have to say my legs were shaking afterwards...I guess I need to do more lunges. What was helpful and weird at the same time were the Kegel exercises she threw in every 5-10 minutes. Oh the joys of preparing for childbirth.
Best part: I fell asleep rather quicker than usual and didn't toss and turn as much. My goal is to exercise a lot more while I still have the energy and while my belly is not the size of a pinata yet!
Oh yeah. Husband was nice enough to find some pregnancy exercise videos and this little gem came straight out of the late 80s/early 90s. I couldn't stop laughing at first-where can I find one of those sweet one piece pregnancy leotards?!
Funniest part though, I finished the whole 54 minute video. And you know what? It was awesome! Some of the aerobic dance moves made me think of Carlton from The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, but it just made it more fun.
Towards the end there were these leg and arm workouts with a chair, and I have to say my legs were shaking afterwards...I guess I need to do more lunges. What was helpful and weird at the same time were the Kegel exercises she threw in every 5-10 minutes. Oh the joys of preparing for childbirth.
Best part: I fell asleep rather quicker than usual and didn't toss and turn as much. My goal is to exercise a lot more while I still have the energy and while my belly is not the size of a pinata yet!
Monday, July 15, 2013
Nearing the End of Week 16: Food Dilemmas, Mood Swings & Crazy Dreams
The day after we came home from Washington, I picked up our pups and was able to have a little down time in the evening with them. They generally love each other, but they've NEVER cuddled together, until:
It was so cute because Miles, our 6 month old puppy, had his paw on my baby bump. I love our little family.
I'm heading towards the end of my 16th week of pregnancy...as you can see, when I slouch in the couch, I get a bigger bump. I seriously think after we told our whole family about the pregnancy last Sunday, baby decided it was time to make itself known. We played bingo last Monday with my parents and hubby's mom, and she really noticed the bump too.
I find it hard juggling food and my weight while reading all these different articles about "you must gain 25-35 pounds", but "you can only eat 300 extra calories a day", and "exercise is good for the baby", but "do not overexert yourself-it's better to take it easy". I was a vegetarian for oh, 3 1/2 months, but then I started eating fish (which may be the only craving I had), and now I'm full blown not a vegetarian. Whoops. I just want to make sure baby has enough iron and nutrients...I know it's possible to be a vegetarian and be pregnant, but who am I to deny a few meat cravings here and there?
I'm trying to get in a lot of walking when it's not sweltering hot outside, and last Thursday our little family went on a short hike in the Vasquez Rocks (where they film a lot of movies/TV shows--it's famous for Star Trek!). I doubt I'll be going back there anytime soon, just because I'm over paranoid about tripping and falling on my belly. But hubby snapped this photo of me and my "avocado":
So I've gained about 3 pounds since I got back from Washington, probably too much. I did exercise on Saturday-zumba is really fun and I think the baby likes it...but then I also ate a lot of food this weekend. Not proud of some of my cravings--I seriously cried when I found out our pancake mix had expired yesterday morning. Hubby to the rescue--he went out and bought me a breakfast feast that included four pancakes. I love him, he's been so supportive! I could only scarf down one and half pancakes, but I also had a lot of hash browns and some extra crispy bacon.
Oh, there's another dilemma: bacon. Deli meat/bacon in general. I don't miss deli meat, but bacon has been calling my name. There are all these articles that say you shouldn't eat bacon because of the nitrates that are linked to cancer. But then there are articles that say as long as you cook bacon and deli meats well and destroy the bacteria and other organisms, you can eat them. I love extra crispy bacon, so I figured that's okay in moderation. And then there's pepperoni pizza! I broke down and bought some pepperoni from Trader Joe's for french bread pizza I made last Friday. I made sure everything was cooked very well and oh, it was so delicious. But of course I feel so guilty about it. Hubby said don't listen to the articles, I can do what I want. But, I'd rather be a little cautious, so I'm limiting those items in my diet as much as possible.
And speaking of breaking down crying...my mood swings are off the chart. I woke up tired and cranky on Friday, and just stayed in that rut for the whole day. Hubby calls it "sad eyes", but I was just so tired and moody the entire day for no reason. But then Saturday morning we woke up super early to take Miles to get neutered and I was in the best mood. Saturday night hubby fell asleep on the couch and I stayed up watching Juno. I was kind of annoyed by Juno's character (I've seen the movie before, but currently re-watching a lot of pregnancy/baby movies), but at the end I just started weeping. I was so sad that Juno went through 9 months of pregnancy and hardship to just give up her baby without seeing it. I didn't cry the first/second time I saw that movie, but man, I couldn't stop crying this time! I didn't want to wake up hubby, so I finally got off the couch at the end of the movie and pulled myself together in the bathroom.
Sunday morning was pancake cry-fest, then that afternoon after a late lunch I was back to cheerful me. Damn you hormones!
I've always been a vivid dreamer, but lately they've been way more elaborate and crazy. I remember taking a nap in Washington while the hubby's family was watching TV, and I dreamt that I woke up with a very huge baby bump and was trying to push it down away from my breasts so that I had a semi-flat stomach. And of course it worked. And yesterday while I napped on the couch, I dreamt that I woke up and the hubby filled a wagon full of different shaped ice-cubes in the kitchen for the dogs because it was so hot, and I dug into a fruit cocktail that turned into frozen yogurt. Hubby is always surprised that I remember every little detail about my dreams, I guess I'm impressed too. I've always had an overactive imagination, but lately my dreams have turned into Roger Rabbit on acid.
I'm really excited for this weekend/next week. We're going camping in Yosemite with hubby's sister and our friend. Then after that, we have our next ultrasound and we find out the sex of the baby! It's been fun thinking of really silly names for the baby...so far Nicholas Cage and Thelonius Hercules are my favorites. I'm sure once we find out the actual sex (which hubby claims it's a boy and will take nothing else) we'll become a little more serious about names...but until then, it's a free for all!
It was so cute because Miles, our 6 month old puppy, had his paw on my baby bump. I love our little family.
I'm heading towards the end of my 16th week of pregnancy...as you can see, when I slouch in the couch, I get a bigger bump. I seriously think after we told our whole family about the pregnancy last Sunday, baby decided it was time to make itself known. We played bingo last Monday with my parents and hubby's mom, and she really noticed the bump too.
I find it hard juggling food and my weight while reading all these different articles about "you must gain 25-35 pounds", but "you can only eat 300 extra calories a day", and "exercise is good for the baby", but "do not overexert yourself-it's better to take it easy". I was a vegetarian for oh, 3 1/2 months, but then I started eating fish (which may be the only craving I had), and now I'm full blown not a vegetarian. Whoops. I just want to make sure baby has enough iron and nutrients...I know it's possible to be a vegetarian and be pregnant, but who am I to deny a few meat cravings here and there?
I'm trying to get in a lot of walking when it's not sweltering hot outside, and last Thursday our little family went on a short hike in the Vasquez Rocks (where they film a lot of movies/TV shows--it's famous for Star Trek!). I doubt I'll be going back there anytime soon, just because I'm over paranoid about tripping and falling on my belly. But hubby snapped this photo of me and my "avocado":
So I've gained about 3 pounds since I got back from Washington, probably too much. I did exercise on Saturday-zumba is really fun and I think the baby likes it...but then I also ate a lot of food this weekend. Not proud of some of my cravings--I seriously cried when I found out our pancake mix had expired yesterday morning. Hubby to the rescue--he went out and bought me a breakfast feast that included four pancakes. I love him, he's been so supportive! I could only scarf down one and half pancakes, but I also had a lot of hash browns and some extra crispy bacon.
Oh, there's another dilemma: bacon. Deli meat/bacon in general. I don't miss deli meat, but bacon has been calling my name. There are all these articles that say you shouldn't eat bacon because of the nitrates that are linked to cancer. But then there are articles that say as long as you cook bacon and deli meats well and destroy the bacteria and other organisms, you can eat them. I love extra crispy bacon, so I figured that's okay in moderation. And then there's pepperoni pizza! I broke down and bought some pepperoni from Trader Joe's for french bread pizza I made last Friday. I made sure everything was cooked very well and oh, it was so delicious. But of course I feel so guilty about it. Hubby said don't listen to the articles, I can do what I want. But, I'd rather be a little cautious, so I'm limiting those items in my diet as much as possible.
And speaking of breaking down crying...my mood swings are off the chart. I woke up tired and cranky on Friday, and just stayed in that rut for the whole day. Hubby calls it "sad eyes", but I was just so tired and moody the entire day for no reason. But then Saturday morning we woke up super early to take Miles to get neutered and I was in the best mood. Saturday night hubby fell asleep on the couch and I stayed up watching Juno. I was kind of annoyed by Juno's character (I've seen the movie before, but currently re-watching a lot of pregnancy/baby movies), but at the end I just started weeping. I was so sad that Juno went through 9 months of pregnancy and hardship to just give up her baby without seeing it. I didn't cry the first/second time I saw that movie, but man, I couldn't stop crying this time! I didn't want to wake up hubby, so I finally got off the couch at the end of the movie and pulled myself together in the bathroom.
Sunday morning was pancake cry-fest, then that afternoon after a late lunch I was back to cheerful me. Damn you hormones!
I've always been a vivid dreamer, but lately they've been way more elaborate and crazy. I remember taking a nap in Washington while the hubby's family was watching TV, and I dreamt that I woke up with a very huge baby bump and was trying to push it down away from my breasts so that I had a semi-flat stomach. And of course it worked. And yesterday while I napped on the couch, I dreamt that I woke up and the hubby filled a wagon full of different shaped ice-cubes in the kitchen for the dogs because it was so hot, and I dug into a fruit cocktail that turned into frozen yogurt. Hubby is always surprised that I remember every little detail about my dreams, I guess I'm impressed too. I've always had an overactive imagination, but lately my dreams have turned into Roger Rabbit on acid.
I'm really excited for this weekend/next week. We're going camping in Yosemite with hubby's sister and our friend. Then after that, we have our next ultrasound and we find out the sex of the baby! It's been fun thinking of really silly names for the baby...so far Nicholas Cage and Thelonius Hercules are my favorites. I'm sure once we find out the actual sex (which hubby claims it's a boy and will take nothing else) we'll become a little more serious about names...but until then, it's a free for all!
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Our Trip to Washington, Surprising the Families
I can't believe we waited over a week and half to tell our families, especially since the husband is terrible at keeping secrets...but we did! We planned on giving them presents at the end of a family dinner with a bib that says "I love my grandma/grandpa" and a copy of the ultrasound.
Hubby and I made a bet right before we left; he thought my parents would notice right away that I was pregnant, and I thought that they would have no clue. When we grabbed our luggage and got in their car, the first thing my mom said was:
"Nicole, you look so skinny!"
Hahaha, great success. I told him I'm good at dressing to hide my small bump.
We ended up at a mall near the restaurant we were going to meet hubby's folks and sister, and saw Monsters University. What a cute movie! We caught my folks dozing in the middle of it, but they're allowed to, they're old. : ) I was antsy throughout because I couldn't wait to tell everyone. What's funny is before we saw the movie I grabbed a small bite to eat and my dad came up right behind me and grabbed my tummy. He still didn't notice anything. Ha.
As we pulled up to the restaurant after the movie, my parents got out of the car and I started putting together the presents. We waited for a little bit for husband's family and once they arrived we were sat quickly (July 4th at 5:30pm is the time and date to go out for dinner-no one is around!). I asked hubby right away when we should give them their presents, and he said wait until after dinner. I'm so impatient!
Right after we finished, we handed out the presents...this was their reaction:
My dad's face was priceless, his jaw was open wide. I knew everyone would be happy, my dad literally asked when I was going to have a baby about every other time I talked to him on the phone.
From then on, we spread the news to any friends or family we ran into, but we were still careful to keep it Facebook private because we had to tell my brothers the following Sunday. It was really fun sharing the great news with everyone, and it just made husband and I more and more happier that we are pregnant.
The whole reason why we flew up to Washington that weekend was for our cousin's wedding on Saturday. We didn't want to tell everyone before the ceremony, but lo and behold we found a great way to spread the news afterwards: they had a photobooth set up at the reception! So we took these photos:
Hubby and I made a bet right before we left; he thought my parents would notice right away that I was pregnant, and I thought that they would have no clue. When we grabbed our luggage and got in their car, the first thing my mom said was:
"Nicole, you look so skinny!"
Hahaha, great success. I told him I'm good at dressing to hide my small bump.
We ended up at a mall near the restaurant we were going to meet hubby's folks and sister, and saw Monsters University. What a cute movie! We caught my folks dozing in the middle of it, but they're allowed to, they're old. : ) I was antsy throughout because I couldn't wait to tell everyone. What's funny is before we saw the movie I grabbed a small bite to eat and my dad came up right behind me and grabbed my tummy. He still didn't notice anything. Ha.
As we pulled up to the restaurant after the movie, my parents got out of the car and I started putting together the presents. We waited for a little bit for husband's family and once they arrived we were sat quickly (July 4th at 5:30pm is the time and date to go out for dinner-no one is around!). I asked hubby right away when we should give them their presents, and he said wait until after dinner. I'm so impatient!
Right after we finished, we handed out the presents...this was their reaction:
My dad's face was priceless, his jaw was open wide. I knew everyone would be happy, my dad literally asked when I was going to have a baby about every other time I talked to him on the phone.
From then on, we spread the news to any friends or family we ran into, but we were still careful to keep it Facebook private because we had to tell my brothers the following Sunday. It was really fun sharing the great news with everyone, and it just made husband and I more and more happier that we are pregnant.
The whole reason why we flew up to Washington that weekend was for our cousin's wedding on Saturday. We didn't want to tell everyone before the ceremony, but lo and behold we found a great way to spread the news afterwards: they had a photobooth set up at the reception! So we took these photos:
It's a little hard to see, but the second photo we have a baby bottle on my stomach. So we went up to family one by one and showed them the picture and said "Guess what?" They would either figure it out right away, or I'd just blurt out we're pregnant. Everyone again was very excited for the news. The wedding itself turned out so beautiful and full of joy, and telling everyone the great news was the icing on the cake.
Finally Sunday arrived and I couldn't wait until after dinner to tell everyone, so we broke out the "I love my uncle/aunt" bibs after we ordered and my aunt screamed in excitement--she didn't receive a bib, but when she figured it out she was very vocal.
The husband took a great photo at the end of dinner of the whole family outside the restaurant:
My parents were already grandparents, but me being the only girl they're really happy to be grandparents again. This baby will make hubby's parents first time grandparents, and I know they're really elated! This was probably our best trip back to Washington (besides our wedding trip of course).
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