Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Baby G's Room
So we haven't done ANYTHING for G's room yet. At all. We have a crib that my friend gave us but she can't find the brackets so it's in pieces in the garage. I bought one onesie at Wal-Mart when we were visiting C's parents for Mother's Day and that's it...until today.
On Saturday C and I were at a kid's resale shop and found this:
Octopus chair!!!! We LOVED it but for some reason didn't get it. So today I was driving by and stopped to see if it was gone (I was sure it would be) But it was there! Score! So now we have SOMETHING for his room!
Yep, It's a Boy!
I found out as part of my Mother's Day present. We went to a great pregnancy spa near our house and took the boys too. I really wanted to find out as a family.
Well...the second she moved the wand under the goods I saw: TESTICLES. The tech said: 'Maybe you can get a girl dog?'
At first I was stunned. I had been so sure it was a girl. I thought. We drove to C's parents' house to celebrate Mother's Day and I sulked the whole five hours. I think most of what fueled my annoyance was the fact that C was SO HAPPY about it. I had NO IDEA that he wanted a boy. He always said he hoped it would be a girl but he was in-the-closet Team Blue the whole time.
So I think a lot of my irritation was the fact that a) I was wrong, wrong wrong (so much for my 'mother's intuition' ;) and b) I was NOT getting my way. *Sigh*
So I struggled through the weekend and then got over it. I was able to FINALLY call him by his name. Then, one day he started moving like crazy and I completely fell in love with him. Now I wake up each morning and fall asleep each evening to his happy little thumps and wiggles. I love having my boys now and I know I will love having another.
It HAS been annoying though when I tell people I'm having a third boy they always give me a pity face. I hate that! I'm fine with having another boy, it's worked out well so far. OR they say 'better luck next time.' Like a boy is such terrible luck AND as if I am doing this again--I'm NOT!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Feeling Guilty
I've been admittingly obsessed with the gender of this baby. But...what if it's a boy? What if I'm carrying on about having a girl and there is a little boy in there trying to develop going "Hello! I'm a boy get over it and shut up already!"
So...little G, if you are in there I'm sorry I've been so obsessed with having a girl. If you are a boy, I will love you just the same. Passionately and unwaveringly.
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Skeeved Out
There was a picture of him on the post card and he looked like any normal guy. That, I guess is the scary part. She said she'd seen him several times and she would have never guessed by looking at him.
So last night C and I took the boys to dinner. We went to a restaurant, a buffet that I've been to a million times over the past 7 or so years. It turned out to be kids eat free night which was pretty good news. We ate and stayed about an hour/hour and a half. I did notice a guy that worked there, he was very friendly and smiley and nodded each time I passed him, boy in tow. I didn't feel any particular feeling when I passed him even though for some reason, unlike some strangers I did notice him and he stuck in my consciousness. Maybe because I've been there so much and never seen him before.
Today I talked to my friend and mentioned how crappy I felt after eating gross buffet food last night. She said 'oh! that's where the sex-offender guy works.' I froze, knowing immediately which one he was. The guy. The smiley one. The sex offender working on kids eat free night.
I flashed back to a moment last night when LeeLee squeezed food between his hands. I got annoyed and ordered him to go wash his hands. "Alone?" he whined. Yes! I said. He seemed so pitiful that I grabbed his hand and took him to wash his hands in the ladies' room. I always go with the boys to the restroom. I'm not overly paranoid usually but the idea of the wrong person being in a restroom with my boys has always made me uncomfortable. But I almost sent him in alone this time. The idea chills me to my core.
I guess sometimes people aren't what they seem. I'd like to believe in rehabilitation, turning over a new leaf. But not for this. Not when children have been hurt. Not when I have two boys of my own.
We had vowed never to eat buffets again after waddling home but now we are definitely not going back.
My Babies
My boys are growing up so fast. They just seem so big to me now. They have always been my babies but now it's not hard to see that they are little boys. Lately they've been talking a lot about 'when they grow up.' Moomers was planning a party that he's going to have when 'he's a grown up.' It was sweet and heartbreaking at the same time.
I love those little guys so much and am so proud of them. It's going to be very apparent when there is a REAL baby in our house how much they have grown these past 5+ years!
Boys at 2 weeks old:
Boys at 2 years old:
Boys 2 weeks ago:
Monday, March 28, 2011
Craving of the Moment:
Too bad this particular slice is from a restaurant in Waco! Otherwise I'd be there first thing tomorrow!!
It's a Boy?
The Chinese Gender Chart said I'm having a boy?!
| Month of Conception | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 37 | 38 | 39 | 40 | 41 | 42 | 43 | 44 | 45 |
| January | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G |
| February | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | G | G | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B |
| March | G | B | G | G | B | G | B | B | B | G | B | G | G | B | B | B | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | B |
| April | B | G | B | G | G | B | B | G | G | B | G | G | G | G | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | B | B | G | B | G | B | G |
| May | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | G | G | G | G | B | G | G | G | G | G | G | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | B | G |
| June | B | B | B | G | G | G | B | B | B | G | G | B | G | G | G | G | G | G | G | B | G | G | B | G | B | G | B | G |
| July | B | B | B | G | G | B | B | G | G | B | B | B | G | G | G | G | G | G | G | G | B | G | B | B | G | B | G | B |
| August | B | B | B | G | B | G | G | B | B | B | B | B | G | G | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | B | G |
| September | B | B | B | G | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | B | G | G | G | G | G | G | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | B |
| October | B | B | G | G | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | G | G | G | G | G | G | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G |
| November | B | G | B | G | G | B | G | B | G | G | G | G | B | G | G | G | B | B | B | G | B | G | B | G | B | B | G | B |
| December | B | G | B | G | G | G | G | B | G | B | G | G | B | B | B | B | B | B | B | B | G | G | G | B | G | B | G | B |
Dreams and Inward Journeys
I've always been really into dreams. This pregnancy, though has been a fairly dreamless one. I sleep pretty heavily each night and groan with pleasure when my aching back hits the mattress. Holding my eyes open past 9:30 PM takes major effort, but once I wake up I just can't remember my dreams.
Last night though...or rather, this morning after I went back to sleep once I got the boys off to school I fell right back asleep and immediately began a series of intense dreams.
In the first one I was really happy: I was going to a department store (?) to find out for certain what gender my baby was. I waited in line and received a typed report that said (AND it came with a guarantee!) that I was having a girl. In my sleep I remember feeling relieved and also a bit smug: I KNEW I was having a girl!
My next dream wasn't so awesome: I was in San Francisco in the Mission and my car got stolen. Boo. I woke up feeling anxious and upset. BUT the important part was the first dream. When I was pregnant with the boys I had lots of dreams that they were boys: none at all that they were girls so there could be something to it.
I don't think the next appointment is for gender: I think it is another *&$$% blood test and a belly checkup. I don't remember if 16 weeks is too early to schedule or not...
Obsessed!
I don't remember being this gender-obsessed during my last pregnancy.Maybe because it was my first and I was too overwhelmed to obsess. Or maybe since the boys were my first, gender wasn't as big of a deal.
Regardless, I have tried every gender test I can find. Some say boy (peeing on a tsp. of baking soda. Yes, really) but some, like this quiz I just took say girl. I just really feel like it's a girl in there! We'll know soon enough!
*photo from: www.playle.com
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