Weeks 17 & 18

Last week I hit 18 weeks, and it's hard to believe in two weeks we'll be half way there!  I'm feeling much better these days in terms of nauseousness, which is so nice.  I'm still taking medicine and am pretty sure I still need it.  Walgreens had some computer issues the other week and I didn't get my refill in time and felt pretty awful just about the entire day.  Not sure when I'll be brave enough to try again to not take it!  Most foods sound good to me, so I feel like I'm eating a little more normally.  I could eat candy corn and cheese all day long, but I could do that before being pregnant so not sure that counts as cravings.  I am still really tired! Some mornings I feel great and all pumped to have energy all day but come 12:30 I feel ready for a nap.  I'm having a hard time getting comfortable at night and am up often to pee, so I'm sure that doesn't help!  
I am so so excited for our 20 week appointment and can't wait to find out what we're having.  We haven't talked about how we'll tell everyone, and Chris goes out of town right after our appointment, so I'm not sure how long I can keep a secret!  I really don't have a hutch either way.  I think I say he more than she, but really don't have any idea.  We've talked about names for both, but definitely will have to talk more once we know.  I'm a little anxious for the appointment, as I just want everything to look healthy.  I'm sure I won't sleep much the night before!
I've felt a few little movements, but it's so hard to tell.  I'm guessing more rolling around that I'm feeling than kicks.  I can't wait to feel kicks and movement that I'm positive are the baby.  We have lots of work to do to organize the baby room.  It's currently a guest room and craft room, which means I have a lot of organizing and purging to do to consolidate all of it to fit in our basement. Hopefully soon, because I am anxious to get to the fun stuff of decorating the room! I think finding out the gender will give me some more motivation.  I hope at least!!
Addi is so sweet when she talks about the baby (most of the time).  She acts so proud and excited to tell people that "mama has a baby in her belly!"  She hugs and kisses my belly every day and loves to rest her hand on my stomach when we're snuggling on the couch.  I certainly have my anxieties about adding a baby to our family, and know it will be a big adjustment for Addilyn.  But I am so excited for her to love on this baby and become a big sister.  
God is so so good and we are so thankful for this miracle and can't wait to meet him or her in March!

Old and New

It feels a little strange to post about these two things in the same post.  Something so exciting and something really sad too.   

My grandpa passed away last weekend.  This last year Chris and I have gone through losing four grandparents and while they have all been really hard, they haven't all been quite as painful.  My grandpa was 93 years old.  He lived a healthy life, was married to my grandma for 62 years and lived in the same house in California that he bought for $10,000 when they got married.  He wasn't really sick or in pain, but for the last few years was ready, as he ability to do things independently continued to decrease. 

My mom had prayed that he would die before he got sick or started losing his memory and would go quickly and painlessly and that is what happened.  

The day I found out my grandpa had died I had just heard my baby's heartbeat. It was this strange realization that God gives new life and takes life too, as he brought my Grandpa home to heaven and was allowing me to experience the miracle of being pregnant. But something about that is kind of beautiful to me.  Celebrating the 93 years my Grandpa was here, and thinking about bringing this new life into the world.  

I am off to California tomorrow with my family to go to my Grandpa's funeral.  While for a sad reason, I am looking forward to loving on my Grandma, seeing my other relatives and celebrating and honoring my Grandpa's life.  

I hope you have a wonderful weekend. 

A Car is a Car

tee: target   dress & necklace: kohls   leggings: jcpenney  boots: dsw 

One thing that I know absolutely nothing about is cars. 
Ask me to identify a car and I can tell you if it is a truck, an SUV or a normal sized car.  Along with the color. And that is about as far as I go. 
The other day I stood outside a car that was not mine, wondering why my remote was not unlocking the car.  Grey car.  Normal size.  Thought it was mine. 
Turns out, not my car. 
But the worst case of car misidentification was when Chris dropped me off at Kohls one time and was waiting in the car.  I think it was raining a little, which helps my failure to pay attention to detail a little more excusable.  
But probably not a lot. 
I ran outside, opened the door of "my car," sat in the front seat and noticed a Burger King bag in the center.  While about to say "You really went to Burger King while I was in the store?" I looked up first and noticed a man that was not my husband.  
Awkward.  
"Oooooh.  You are not my husband.  Oops." 
Even more awkward was backing out of the front seat to see his wife waiting outside the car.  
Maybe I should at least pay attention to the details of my own cars. 

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"morning" sickness

dress: kohls   belt: target   boots: target  necklace: caroline g 

"Morning sickness" is a misleading term, as I felt nauseous for a good part of the day for many, many weeks.  Thanks to some medicine and the second trimester it is starting to fade, but throwing up still occurs occasionally throughout the week.

I may even have to go as far as saying I hate being nauseous more than I hate the dentist.
And that is a big statement for me to make.

Things that increased my gag factor:

1. Seeing the word McRib on the McDonalds sign a few times a day.  I've never even had one, but just the word made me want to throw up.

2. Walking into the kids' bathroom at school.  Not a pleasant smell.

3. Opening my fridge.  Regardless what was in there, it never smelled good.

4. Taking those gigantic prenatal vitamins.

5. Flossing my teeth, which only happened twice the first two or three months.  And brushing my teeth was a struggle too.  My oral hygiene definitely suffered during this time.  Yet another reason to hate the dentist.

I do have to say, that although still a little nauseous the second trimester is proving to be much better than the first.  I have a little more energy and am filled with more excitement and less anxiety.  It is starting to feel more and more real that I am having a baby!