I Am Officially a Momma!

Well, it is definitely official. I am a Momma! Baby of Dreams has been calling both the Husband and I ,Daddy, for her entire life. Although I just realized this a few weeks ago. I previously thought that she just didn't call me anything. This last weekend we spent with the Husband's parents and Baby of Dreams actually started calling me Momma and has been doing it all week now. It seems to finally have stuck. It is such a simple yet miraculous thing for your baby to call you by your parental name. I love it and can't get enough of it.

On the not so cheery side, Baby of Dreams had her first " we had to rush to the Dr." accident on Monday. She was at my office with me and we had just finished my weekly meeting, (which my boss is so good about letting my take Baby of Dreams to). She had eaten lunch, played around and was sitting nicely on a chair, when all of a sudden she was on the floor screaming. I picked her up and saw that she had a 1/2" long gash in her forehead that was open about an 1/8th of an inch. After I held her, she stopped screaming and I had mostly stopped crying, I called the Husband, told him the issue and asked his opinion on going to an urgent care center. He suggested that I go, so I headed over there. I had a wonderful co-worker with me at the time to remind me to stay calm and fetched me a wet paper towel for Baby of Dreams' bleeding head. I luckily got a hold of Baby's pediatrician on the way and they said I could bring her right over instead of taking her to the emergency room or urgent care. They strapped her to a papoose board, which I believe she hated worse than the accident, and super-glued her gash back together again. Luckily she did not need stitches, but the Dr. said she will have a scar, because the cut is going up and down instead of side to side. The Husband was also there with us, having left class and met us over there. I was so thankful that he just did this on his own without even asking me if I wanted him there. It was much more manageable for me having him there with us. Baby of Dreams got the 3rd Dum Dum in her life and was pretty content after everything. She has been just as reckless since then and fallen many times this week, just no more blood thank goodness. She is extremely fearless and a bit careless in her actions. I have a feeling this is just the first of many emergency Dr. visits to come. I am hoping and praying that Gub Gub will not follow in these footsteps of her big sister.

On a better note, the Husband graduates with his Associates Degree in about 2 weeks and we are both so very excited for that day. He will probably end up with 3 A's and 1 B, which is pretty amazing for someone who thought he would fail at least 2 of those classes. He has done an amazing job with school this semester and I am so proud of him. I have been able to earn most of the money we have needed by working about 28 hours a week. I haven't really enjoyed it, and I hate being away from Baby of Dreams and the Husband that much, but I have survived and this will hopefully make it possible for the Husband to move on and me to be a full-time stay at home mom, after Gub Gub is born. At the very least, I only have 2 more weeks of 28 hours a week then I can move it down to around 17 hours a week. It may not seem like much of a relief, but I can assure you it is. We just keep praying that things will work out and the Husband will be able to move forward in his career.

Gub Gub is Definately a .....

Okay, it is now official and for sure (as sure as you can be about this sort of thing) that Gub Gub is a girl child. I had my Dr. visit last week with a different Dr. in my clinic and she decided that I did not need another ultrasound and unscheduled it for me. I was pretty upset so I left a message for my regular Dr. to see if he still wanted me to do it. He got back into the states yesterday and his nurse called and rescheduled me for the ultrasound today. I made sure to tell the nurse of my frustration that the lady Dr. had second guessed my male Dr. It makes me sad because there are four Dr.s in the office and I now only feel comfortable seeing two of them. What happens if one of the icky Dr.s are on call when I go into labor? I guess I will cross that bridge when we get a bit closer to July. Well the ultrasound lady said that Gub Gub is small, but is growing well. She also remarked on Gub Gub's small head. Personally I think that is a great quality in an infant, so much nicer for the mama. We really are excited, not only do we already have the stuff for a girl, but we are hoping she and Baby of Dreams will be able to grow up as close friends. We still are struggling to come up with a name though. Baby of Dreams' name just kind of came naturally and poor Gub Gubs' is not. I guess we will figure it out eventually.

Gub Gub is......

Well ,we went to the doctor yesterday to have our ultrasound, to figure out the sex of the baby. We were at 19 weeks so the ultrasound lady was not positive, but said that Gub Gub looked like a girl. She said that all the other things she checked were perfect, except Gub Gub is about 5 days smaller than she should be. Baby of Dreams was, and is, on the small side, so it could be that the Husband and I just make small babies. The doctor wants me to have another ultrasound when I come back in at week 23, so that he can start tracking Gub Gub's growth. If she continues growing at the proper curve, just under it, then we just have small babies and everything is okay. If she is not growing at the proper curve, then the doctor will figure out what to do from there. I am assuming they will double check the sex too. I am getting used to the idea that Gub Gub is a girl. As some of you know I had a gut feeling that Gub Gub was a boy. It took me most of the day yesterday to change my thinking. It will be easier having another girl, I think. We already have all the stuff. Our biggest problem now is we already have our first boy name completely picked out, so a boy would have been great, we thought we had a girls first name decided on, but are second guessing it and now looking at all of our options again. We aren't decided on a middle name either. Baby of Dreams was easy to name, but we just don't know about Gub Gub. I guess we still have about 5 months and I am thinking we will need it.

Nursery

It has been over a month since my last post and I really have no excuses. We have had tolerably interesting stuff going on and I have had time to write short posts here and there, I just haven't. Oh well, life continues to go on.

Our biggest news lately in that Baby of Dreams went to nursery today and is officially okay with it. We went two weeks ago and I stayed in there the whole time with her. She was a bit nervous and made it clear that it was a good thing I was there. She was sick last week so we did not make it to church at all. I went with her today and it was clear she did not need me, but I could not tear myself away until about 45 minutes until it was all over with. When I got back to pick her up, she had just barely started to get sad. (Nursery is from 12-2 which is right in the middle of nap time, so I feel a bit of sadness is totally understandable.) I figured she would be okay with nursery and I am pleased that she likes it. She even waved and told a new friend "bye bye" when she left. I can't believe my baby is 18 months old and in nursery!

Tomorrow I will be 17 weeks along. We find out what Gub Gub is in two weeks. At the moment this pregnancy is going by somewhat fast. The morning sickness is getting better, I think. I have had two different types of colds and a flu thing in the past four weeks, so that has been overshadowing a lot of stuff. And with work and helping the Husband with school, things have been busy around here.

Gub Gub's Due Date

It turns out I was right. Gub Gub's due date really and truly is the 27th of July. We had our first Doctor's appointment on Monday. We got ultrasounds and the tech said that baby had a very strong heartbeat. The ultrasounds are a bit more developed than Baby of Dreams were, so it was fun seeing what almost looks like a baby. I'll have to scan them into the computer so I can post them, but I haven't gotten that far yet. I am 11 weeks along now and still feeling pretty sick. I had truly forgotten about this part of pregnancy.

The Husband starts school again on Monday. For those of you that haven't had to listen to our lofty life plans yet, here they are. The Husband has been working for a large retail store for the past year and a half. He has been taking a break after two years of school. He realized that he would very much like to go into management in this store, but the easiest way to do that is to finish his associates degree, which he is 4 classes short of doing. So starting on Monday he will only be working on the weekends and will be going to school full time during the week. I meanwhile will be working around 28 hours a week to make up for his loss of a decent paycheck. We worked it out so I will go immediately to work when he gets home from school so one of us will always be able to stay with Baby of Dreams. That is extremely important to us. We probably won't get to see each other too much, but it only lasts until the very beginning of May. He will then graduate and we will go back to him working full time and me working about 15 hours. That will hopefully last only about 1-2 months and then he will hopefully be able to make it into the manager's program. Then I might work a bit before Gub Gub is born, but I won't really have to anymore, it will just help out. The plan is that I will not have to go back to work at all after Gub Gub is born. I look greatly forward to this blessed day. Well, that is the plan. I am planning on it not going as smoothly as I outlined it, but this is the hoped for version. It is good to finally have a plan again though.

Baby of Dreams Has An Announcement

As some of you, but not many of you, know. Baby of Dreams is going to be a big sister sometime around July 27th. I am not exactly sure of the due date yet, just because we haven't been to the Dr. yet for our first appointment. We will be going on Jan. 5th so hopefully we will know slightly more after that. I have been pretty sick for the past three weeks, so I am sure that this baby is extremely healthly. I am 10 weeks along now and would like to believe that the sickness will leave when I start my 2nd trimester, but am not putting any stock in that actually happening. I was sick with Baby of Dreams until month 5. We are all very excited about "Gub Gub". I was talking to Baby of Dreams one morning about the new baby and it sounded like she called it Gub Gub and the name just stuck. We waited to tell our parents on Christmas Eve and they were all pretty excited too.

I have more updates, but they will have to wait until later, because Baby of Dreams is really done with her nap and needs lunch. Come to think of it, Gub Gub really needs lunch too. I'll try to update sooner than later.

Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night

The Husband came home sick this morning and slept most of the day. He has some type of flu. Baby of Dreams and I spent the day playing, grocery shopping, napping and playing some more. The Husband woke up at 5:00pm and spent the rest of his evening confined to the couch. At least he hasn't thrown up again. We tried to not let Baby of Dreams climb on him or get too close. I put her down at 7:00pm and stayed up with the Husband for a while longer and then went to bed. I woke up around 1:00am because Baby of Dreams was sad and also making strange noises. I went in to her and realized that lunch was all over her crib, including her brand new tiger from Grandma. Now Baby of Dreams spit up a lot when she was smaller, but this was nothing like it. I grabbed her and ran her downstairs, where luckily the Husband is feeling a bit better. He stripped her down and gave her a bath while I tackled the crib. I took the sheet outside to dump off the particles and wasn't as careful as I should have been. I sprayed myself with the sick and almost lost my own dinner twice. Everything is now safely in the wash and washing in hot water. I now need to take a shower. I get in the shower and can't get anything more then slightly luke warm water. I had not taken into consideration that one baby bath + one load of hot laundry + our water heater do not = a hot shower for me. So I burst into tears, get out of the shower and am now sitting on the couch, smelling throwup, telling my woes to the world. (The Husband has kindly taken Baby of dreams and is sitting with her in the office.) Interesting that my first thought after destroying my water heater, was to write about it. I do feel a bit better though. And I am going to be checking the water for correct temperature very soon.