Baby Talk

For Halloween this year, Jason and I came up with a couples costume that was ever so fitting. Since we've got a bun in the oven, I was an oven with a bun in it, and Jason was the Baker/Bun Maker. Our outfit was quite a hit. Those that know were stoked about the outfits, and those that didn't know were totally stoked by the reality of it.

How we decided on our costume was pretty funny. Wednesday, my day off, I was looking at couples costumes online. I asked Jason if he wanted to be a plug and socket. Nope. I ran a few things by him and he wasn't too keen on any of them. Then, I saw the Bun in the Oven costume and text him a message saying, "Bring a dishwasher box home for my costume." As I pushed "send", I received a message from him saying, "Let's be a Bun in the Oven and a Baker". Very rarely does that happen, and since it did, it was easy to decide that that would be our costume.



However, the reason for this particular post is not to brag about my awesome costume, but to brag about my awesome siblings.



While sitting on the couch, Uncle Bobby walks over and yells at the baby, "Hi Baby! Hope you're having a good day! Love you!"



Later, I was out in the garage hanging out, and up rolls Uncle Mikey. Who spoke more to the bun in the oven instead of the actual baby (hey, it still counts) and told him, "Hey! Baby! I'm gonna be the best F-ing uncle you've ever had."



My family fills me with such joy. BG is coming to a great family and we are so blessed to have BG entering our family.

Heart Beat

For those that haven't been to our house, we have 2 full size couches in our living room that make an L shape. They aren't a sectional wrap around kind of thing. Just two couches. One I usually lay on cause it's right under the A/C vent and we all know how I feel about being cold (it's a must). Which leaves Jason laying on the other couch.

I tend to roll off the couch and snuggle up to him, hug him and kiss him. Well, last night, Jason rolled off his couch to come snuggle up to me. And after some kisses and hugs, he just laid his head on mybelly staring at me. It was kind of awkward. I had to ask, "are you enjoying the view?" However, after a few minutes he says, "I can hear lots of stuff going on, but I think it's just your food moving around or gas."

He's so stinkin cute.

I went to the Walgreen's next to work after work today and got a stethoscope. So, when we started our jaunt around town tonight, when he got in the car, there it was. His very own stethoscope. He was so excited he didn't know what to do. He first listened to his heartbeat, breathing, belly. Then, since I was driving, when we were stopped at lights or something, he wanted to hear my heart and breathing and belly. He loved playing with it all night long. We haven't had the time to just sit and try to hear the baby cause it's been a hectic week, but hopefully we'll find some baby hearbeat listening time in the next couple days. If anything, we still have 6ish months to listen.

Those raging hormones

This last week has been a BEAST! I would love to say that it's all the hormones, but I would be lying.

I was not getting enough sleep. Pregnant women are supposed to sleep more than usual, and my schedule last week was not allowing for any extra sleep anywhere. I hardly went to bed before midnight any night. Not to mention me stressing out Friday and Saturday by having some weird, blood colored vaginal fluid. So you could only imagine how exhausted I was by today. I had asked Jason before church to have our Home Teacher come over after church to give me a blessing.

Jason kept reassuring me that I was going to be fine, that I wasn't miscarrying. I told him that I knew I would be fine in that aspect, but that I need a blessing to help me calm down. To keep me from stressing out and being a hot mess cause I was running on hardly any sleep. And, when I don't get much sleep, I get very cry baby-ish. But, I got to have tears of joy today.

I thought about how blessed I am to have the life I do. My husband is great. He is the perfect match for me. And, we have this wonderful blessing that we made together growing inside me. That right there could get most girls with a soul crying. However, I didn't stop there. I had to think about the ever supportive friends and family I have. I may not see them everyday or talk to all of them everyday, but sho nuff, I know they love me and would be at my beckon call if I needed them for anything.

Knowing how very blessed I am caused me to be an emotional wreck. I talked to my dad later today and while explaining how I'm doing he said, "well sis, if that's the only reason you're crying, it seems like a pretty good one."

If you are reading this, you are one of the people that I feel so blessed to have in my life. Thank you for being in my life.

Had to go shopping today...

Last night I tossed and turned more than usual. My boobs haven't been too sensitive lately, but last night, every time I turned from one side to the other, my boobs were killing me.

So, I went to Target and got a sports bra. I'm excited to see if it helps in my slumbers.

Kumquat with Fingernails!

Juno is one of my more favorite, more recent movies made about pregnancy. One of the more informative parts about the movie is the knowledge about fingernails. We know babies have fingernails, but when do they start to grow? My latest email told me they start growing around this time (10 weeks). The fingers and toes aren't webbed anymore. =) And, BG is the size of a Kumquat (pictues above).

I'm also so excited to find out that flutters start around this time too. "They" say that first time mother's don't know or can't feel flutters til about 20ish weeks. You can sure bet your bottom dollar that while I lay watching tv or doing homework, I will be intent on trying to feel them.

Cell Phone for BG

Uncle Brian told me, "Write down when you say you will give him a cell phone. That way, when they are a different age, you can look back at this and punch yourself in the eye."

Jason and I have talked quite extensively about children. How to raise them. How not to raise them. These convos came up even before we were engaged. And, of course, cell phones were a topic we went over.

However, I just asked him to remind me what we decided and he said he had no clue. LOL

What I remember is that we didn't see a need for a cell phone until at least teenage years. 14-16 preferrably. AND, it will be a "kids" phone. Meaning, it will belong to the kids. How often do all of the kids in the family go out on the same night? And we will decide who gets it based off of who's going where, with whom and when they'll be back. If one kid is going to a house for the night and they're parents have phones, no need for that kid to take the phone. If a kid is going on a date with a few other couples, that kid will most likely be taking the cell phone. 1. for emergencies, or 2. to call and let us know they'll be late or for us to call and find out where they are.

BG's first rock concert

Aside from being implanted in my body, BG has been going everywhere with us via ultrasound pic's. The other day we went to check out some RC Willey stuff and BG helped us decide on stuff. The funniest thing was when we were in the crib section.

I showed BG their options and asked which they preferred. They responded with, "I don't care where I sleep, just turn this music off." HA HA HA HA The kid hates Kid bop. That makes mommy so proud.

Jason's littlest brother, Brian, is in a band called The Forget Me Nows. They have been in this competition, Fight for Fame, at E-strings in Henderson. The competition started with 88 bands and they've been weeding bands out over the last few months. The final 6 bands played tonight. We of course showed up to support the band and because they are an awesome group. Jason brought the US of BG and showed EVERYONE! Even brand new people he met that night he showed our grape size BG to.

Some of the bands were a bit much for me. Luckily I think it's still too soon for BG to be affected by loud noise.

A Dream is a wish your heart makes...

Then again maybe not. My dreams haven't been this crazy in I don't know how long!

Sunday afternoon as I was napping, I had a dream that mom and I were chasing a huge rat around her house, and then it turned on us! After we got the rat taken care of, a turkey started attacking me.

Last night, I had a dream that I was wanted by "authorities" and Phillip Banks, yes, Will Smith's uncle, let me come stay at his place. Authorities found out he was hiding me in his house and he packed me up with the family and we all became fugitives.

I don't think they mean anything, but I think they're freaking hilarious.

APPOINTMENT!!!

The appointment went really well. Except for sitting in an uncomfortable gown for an uncomfortable amount of time. However, we saw the heartbeat. It was pretty fast as expected. Dr Swainston said it was a good strong heartbeat. That made mommy and daddy happy.

After hearing and seeing the heartbeat, we got to see Baby Graf's, "BG" for short, cue little self. We got to see BG clearly on a few shots, but the pics we got to take home look more like Ernie from Sesame Street than a little baby. Either way, it was confirmed that we are pregnant. No doubts any more. I wish it would have lasted a little longer. I wasn't nearly as emotional as I thought I would be.

BG is 2.4 cm long. Her due date is May 13, just as we suspected. I am trying not to call BG "it" because she isn't and it, she's a little baby. This is why I have nicknamed her BG. Furthermore, I don't know if it's a boy or girl, so I will be interchanging the pronouns when I feel like it until we know for sure if it's a boy or girl.

Here is some of the swag we got from our appointment.

The dr gave us a little starter bag filled with similac bottles, prenatals, new mommy books, breastfeeding pamphlets and hospital info.

Aside from all the other tests performed in the exam room, I also had to do some blood tests. I have learned that you're only to keep the gauze on for about 5-10 minutes after it's placed on. Usually when I remove it, where the tape was is a light pink, however, this is what happened this time...

I'm not sure why it did this. Maybe cause my skin is more tender, maybe cause my hormones are crazy. I have no clue. Maybe it's cause they used my right arm when the left is generally the arm of choice. Hopefully it won't happen again. I would be so embarrassed to look like a chubby pregnant crack head.

New nickname

I have many nicknames for Jason. Chuchu and Sancho are regular pet names he doesn't care for. Honey Bear and my husband are regulars he doesn't mind too much. Though other ones pop up here and there, he generally hates them. LOL I guess hate is pretty strong, but he'd much rather be called Jason than anything. He tells me, "I like my name".

However, he's become very fond of his most recent regular addition which is "baby daddy".

First Appointment Excitement

You all will think I'm a nutcase, but I'm sure you've thought it at least once in the time we've known each other. I'm having a really hard time believing that I am pregnant. I have wanted to be pregnant for so long, and have been trying for so long that I can't believe it's finally happening.


August was supposed to be our last month of trying while on Clomid. It was our fifth month, and usually after the fifth month, they talk about different options for trying. After all the testing and whatnot over the last 4 and a half months nothing was working. However, this month, Jason and I tried every "trick" in the book, making sure that we weren't doing it halfway. One trick every month wasn't working, so we figured all the tricks should work. My attitude then became, we've tried everything this round, and if it doesn't work, then I'm ok with giving up for a while.

For months I kept track of what days I started my cycle, what days I ovulated, what days I started, etc. I was thinking that if I took a test towards the end of our trip to Denver, it would only be a few days early. I was still expecting the negative result, but the sooner I knew, the sooner I could go on with life.


I was having some symptoms, but like always, I was making excuses for it. The peeing a lot was due to the UTI I was feeling coming on. The hunger feeling was me being on a crazy vaca diet. The nausea and sick feeling while on the plane and 4D ride were cause I'm old and not as stomach strong as I used to be.

Furthermore, I have a terrible fear that I am like Terri on Glee. She wanted a baby so bad that she made up symptoms and then she wasn't. Wouldn't that be terrible going to the dr and there's no baby?!

My appointment on Monday, I think, will put everything into perspective. Once I hear that little heartbeat going, and maybe see that little grape size nugget in there, it will become real for me instead of a delusion.

My favorite bean

I have always loved chili, taco casserole, and salads that I get to throw kidney beans on. They are such a delicious little bean. I am now able to add another reason to loving them. This week my baby is the size of a kidney bean. Isn't that exciting?!


What I also love about this week (week 8) is that the baby is already showing some of daddy's characteristics. I know, you're probably thinking, How do I know? The baby is too small to tell that.


Wrong! The baby has webbed toes and hands. Jason has webbed toes. =) Yes, the baby will grow out of the webbing, but it's fun thinking that right now it's like his daddy. And, telling Jason this, though he knows the baby will grow out of it, he was pretty stoked.


I love reading about the baby's developements, but it's more fun to see Jason's reaction to the baby's latest developements. After reading updates for this week, he said, "Really?! That's all happening this week?"


What I never knew is that the first few months is when the baby develops and forms. The rest of the pregnancy is making sure it continues to grows normally. There may be more developements, but the brain, liver, lungs, eyes, arms, legs, etc are all already growing. I use to think that the baby acquires all their organs and functions throughout the pregnancy. Now I realize how important the first few months of pregnancy are and how you as the mom have to be on top of your diet and exercise. This baby relies on me for everything! What a huge responsibility.

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

So, about an hour ago, I sat in my office chair next to Jason. I asked what he wanted to do for dinner and he said we'd think on it. After watching this weeks episode of Glee on Hulu and facebooking and other doddling, I became very bored and hungry. So, in my best ventriloquist voice, "Baby Graf" said to daddy, "Daddy, I'm hungry. Please get mommy something to eat."

He logged off his computer and we are on our way to eat!