So, I blogged over here today.
You can read it if you want.
And by golly, leave a comment, would ya’?
I don’t think I’ve ever said by golly before. and I don’t think I ever will again.
You are welcome.
So, I blogged over here today.
You can read it if you want.
And by golly, leave a comment, would ya’?
I don’t think I’ve ever said by golly before. and I don’t think I ever will again.
You are welcome.
Yesterday I had a follow up appointment after being released from the hospital on Friday night and I can finally say that I had a great appointment.
This pregnancy, thus far, hasn’t been filled with the greatest of appointments throughout the first trimester, although just finding out I am pregnant and with TWINS! completely fills me with joy, I have also had three STAT ultrasounds and a few other "possible setbacks" that have made me feel like I am constantly walking on glass. I do intend to go into more details regarding what has occurred on this blog, as chronicling this pregnancy is very important to me. And since I did not announce my pregnancy until 12 weeks, I have some catching up to do.
This past Sunday marked the beginning of my second trimester and I can’t help but feel like I am starting things off on the right foot with my appointment yesterday. First off – my blood pressure. 122/79 on both arms. Sure, I’m on enough blood pressure medication that could sedate a horse, but that’s okay! Look at those numbers!
THEN, my nurse, who also happens to be a friend of mine, heard TWO heart beats. We always seem to have difficult locating Twin B’s heart tones, so my friend has predicted that he is a boy. But Twin A, seems to swim to the surface whenever "she" hears the static of the doppler. Yes, my friend has predicted that Twin A is a girl.
Then, after meeting with my very relieved and overjoyed doctor, we scheduled an ultrasound for February 11th. A fun-filled hour of watching the babies and learning as much about them as possible.
I can not wait.
and neither can Brian.
And maybe, just maybe, we’ll find out if my friend’s predictions are correct. A boy and a girl? Two boys? Two girls?
If it were up to Ariel, it would be one of each. She has already named them and has already picked out their Halloween costumes. She has big plans, that Ariel does. Big plans.
I have another appointment with my doctor next Friday and my fingers are crossed that not only is that appointment as great as yesterday’s, but that I don’t have to page my doctor in the meantime.
That would be progress.
Here is a picture we took on Racecar’s birthday. Ariel is four in this picture (until Friday!), Racecar is four and I had just turned four months pregnant. I am suddenly very fond of the number four.
And yes, if you look closely at my pants, you can see the "maternity part" of my pants sticking out. Please forgive, as the photographer was a Man and that is a Detail and the two just don’t seem to get along.
But I don’t care - I don’t have a headache today!
That’s what Racecar said when I woke him up this morning and told him toda
y was his birthday. He said it about 10 ten times and would talk about how BIG! he was and how "BERRY BERRY HAPPY" HE WAS THAT HE WAS FOUR! And then he said again "I can’t believe I’m four!!!"
And each time he said it I internally agreed that I couldn’t believe he was four, either. It seems like yesterday that this ten pound baby boy was born. Well, almost like yesterday. Either way, I can’t believe this boy, this amazing boy of ours, is four years old.
He’s so very sweet and very helpful. Whenever we ask him to do something, he always replies with "sure" and moves quickly. And then he returns to us and says "can I play Wii, now?"

Because this four year old is terribly addicted to playing Wii. He wakes up in the morning asking to play. Even though the answer is always no. If we were to ask if he would rather go get blue ice cream with sprinkles at Coldstone Creamery and then go to the mall to ride on the big carousel and buy him new racecars or stay home and play two games of bowling on the Wii, he would, without a doubt, choose staying home to play Wii.
But despite being addicted to Wii, I could still kiss his lips and cuddle him all day long. And sometimes I think he would do it back, all day long, too. (if it weren’t for the Wii) Racecar is very particular about this kisses, you must kiss him directly on the lips. Do not try to have him kiss you on the cheek because that is not what he wants and he will straighten your face and squeeze your cheeks until your lips have been kissed by his lips. It’s one of my favorite games to play with him. Then, after each kiss, he wants to hug you, every.single.time. And each hug he gives, he gives out a little groan, and oh, I hope he does this forever, because I can’t even express how much I love it.
So, today, we are going to spend this entire day celebrating this amazing boy – this sweet, sensitive, willful, adorable, caring, smart, fun boy that we are so lucky to be around. Happy Fourth Birthday, Racecar, I berry berry can’t believe you are four years old.
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Last night, in true folding laundry birthday fashion, I sat down with this almost four year old and asked him a few, very important questions.
Hi Racecar. Are you excited for your birthday? Yes.
How excited? Good.
What are you going to do on your birthday? Blow some candles, four candles. and open presents. and you can sing happy birthday to me, and Grandma, too. At the bowling alley.
Are you going bowling? Yes. I’m going to roll the ball really, really really fast. Like this fast. He says, while thrusting his fist forward quickly in front of him.
Wow, that is so fast. Can Daddy do it that fast?
Probably not.
Should we go to lunch on your birthday? Sure we can.
Where should we go for lunch? umm…bob evans. I want to have pancakes there.
On your birthday, when you turn four…can I kiss you one hundred times. Sure.
Can I hug your for a thousand minutes. Yes.
Do you love your mama. Yes.
How much do you love your mama? Pretty good.
Sounds pretty good to me.
And this is what he looked like, just a few hours later, his last night as a three year old.
So, I’m home from the hospital, I got home at 9:30 last night. I still have a headache. And as much as I want to say that I’m okay with that, I’m not because headaches suck.
Plus, today was supposed to beAriel andRacecar’s birthday party, but we had to reschedule.
And that makes me sad.
But do you know what makes me happy? Target and free money to spend at Target. And I happen to know how you can get $100 from Target and I’m going to tell you because I’m so amazingly nice.
Jenny from Chicago, (one of the funniest bloggers out there) is hosting a contest on her blog, WHICH ENDS TONIGHT, and the winner will receive a $100 gift card for Target. Now, I won her last contest and happily spent the $100 at Target and to say it was fun, would be a total understatement.
So, go there, and just try to win the $100. But you’ll be going up against me.