By popular demand, here is a belly photo. I think he looks great, don't you!?!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Snakes and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails...
That is what little boys are made of. We've got two boys!
I made a bet with Ryan that we had two boys (he had his money on one of each). I win. Boy parts were on full display at our ultrasound yesterday.
Ryan was a bit disappointed not to have a little girl (and who doesn't love a daddy with a baby daughter?) but he got over that pretty quickly. I really, really wanted two boys. I feared the payback from a daughter.
The most important thing is that both babies are growing really well, ahead of schedule in fact. Both look healthy. I'm worried about Baby B's head, though, as Baby A is repeatedly kicking it. The ultrasound tech said not to worry.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Garage Sale Chic
That's what these babies will be.
Since I fear looking and feeling like a creature of the sea (nice way to say "whale") by the end of the summer, I am trying to do some baby shopping now. I find it all so overwhelming and, sadly, not fun unless it is done at a garage sale. I derive sick pleasure from a bargain. Plus, I'm not subjected to the craziness of the moms at Baby-R-Us who are stressing over baby wipe warmers. What?
For just $137, I have found:
External Frame Backpack for Ry (for hiking and x-country skiing). Gotta find my own now.
2 rocking chairs, including a nice glider
3 table size changing pads
1 travel size changing pad
2 Baby Bjorns
A monitor
2 swings
A bouncy chair
An activity center (yea, whatever that means. Its a blanket with a few rattles hanging on a bar)
Baby socks
The backpack alone would cost $400 new. Same goes for the glider rocking chair.
Like I said, sick pleasure.
Since I fear looking and feeling like a creature of the sea (nice way to say "whale") by the end of the summer, I am trying to do some baby shopping now. I find it all so overwhelming and, sadly, not fun unless it is done at a garage sale. I derive sick pleasure from a bargain. Plus, I'm not subjected to the craziness of the moms at Baby-R-Us who are stressing over baby wipe warmers. What?
For just $137, I have found:
External Frame Backpack for Ry (for hiking and x-country skiing). Gotta find my own now.
2 rocking chairs, including a nice glider
3 table size changing pads
1 travel size changing pad
2 Baby Bjorns
A monitor
2 swings
A bouncy chair
An activity center (yea, whatever that means. Its a blanket with a few rattles hanging on a bar)
Baby socks
The backpack alone would cost $400 new. Same goes for the glider rocking chair.
Like I said, sick pleasure.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Mexico and Meg's Wedding
Poor Ry. Shortly after finding out we were unexpectedly expecting two bundles of joy, I took off for Mexico on a business trip. Left him all alone to contemplate the fact that, in less than one year, we went from ski bumming it in MT, living in a studio apartment, to the proud owners of a house in MN, a dog and 2 soon-to-be babies.
Shortly after I left for Mexico, the swine flu broke out. Normally, I think those health alerts are silly. Then I got to the Mexico City airport, noted that every person was wearing a surgical mask and airport personnel were quarantining those with temperatures. Being pregnant, I suddenly wished I had one of those masks. But I made it home safely, swine flu free. Say that 5 times fast.
Just a few weeks after that, Ry and I headed to Sedona, AZ for my close friend Meggan's wedding. We planned a little side trip of hiking. I was super excited. Until I realized that neither my bridesmaid's dress OR hiking pants would fit. I had the dress let out at the seams and just wore my hiking pants halfway zipped. Must've been a sight to see. And that was at just 14 weeks. I was so big so early that people at the wedding asked, "Is it TRIPLETS?" Not funny, folks. But the wedding was incredible - Meggan found a really special person - and Sedona is breathtaking. Even if I couldn't hike more than 5 miles at once. And I can't wait to see the photos of Meg and I together, she in her wedding dress. She insisted on rubbing the belly every time. But I think they will be beautiful - two friends smack dab in a few of the happiest moments of their lives.
Shortly after I left for Mexico, the swine flu broke out. Normally, I think those health alerts are silly. Then I got to the Mexico City airport, noted that every person was wearing a surgical mask and airport personnel were quarantining those with temperatures. Being pregnant, I suddenly wished I had one of those masks. But I made it home safely, swine flu free. Say that 5 times fast.
Just a few weeks after that, Ry and I headed to Sedona, AZ for my close friend Meggan's wedding. We planned a little side trip of hiking. I was super excited. Until I realized that neither my bridesmaid's dress OR hiking pants would fit. I had the dress let out at the seams and just wore my hiking pants halfway zipped. Must've been a sight to see. And that was at just 14 weeks. I was so big so early that people at the wedding asked, "Is it TRIPLETS?" Not funny, folks. But the wedding was incredible - Meggan found a really special person - and Sedona is breathtaking. Even if I couldn't hike more than 5 miles at once. And I can't wait to see the photos of Meg and I together, she in her wedding dress. She insisted on rubbing the belly every time. But I think they will be beautiful - two friends smack dab in a few of the happiest moments of their lives.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Pregnant Con Dos!
Since I'm about 4.5 months along now (with a due date of Nov. 5 or 11, still TBD), I'll be playing a bit of catch up in the next few posts.
No, we didnt' use fertility drugs. And, no, twins aren't in our family. Or, not really. There are twins on my side three generations ago, but no one since then (and FYI, the father doesn't determine twins, but can pass on a twinning gene to his female offspring). So, yes, these nuggets were a surprise. Even more of a surprise considering the "life plan" for Ry and I was one kid and two dogs. Maybe three. Dogs, that is.
We went in for our first pre-natal appointment in early April. I was really nervous because I had no pregnancy symptoms other than fatigue, which made me really worried that something was wrong with the baby. But my midwife found a heartbeat. In the process, she told me I was a bit too big to be just 10 weeks along and that must be more like 14 or so. She sent me for an ultrasound to date the pregnancy. Ry came with me and we were pretty excited, thinking that we had just fast forwarded a month in our pregnancy without even trying!
When the ultrasound technician put that wand to my belly, however, I saw almost immediately that there were two "things" on the screen, but considering I knew very little about pregnancy at the time, I convinced myself that was normal. Maybe the baby needed an extra sac for a pillow or something? Then the tech pulled the wand away and said, "are there twins in the family?" Um, what? WHAT? And that was how we were told we would be a family of 5 (I always count Roadie).
And then several hours of shock set in. I only remember that Ry and I called each other a few times that first day just to say, "We're having twins," as if to check and make sure it was the truth. That's not so necessary anymore, as my girth pretty much makes it clear that there is more than one in there.
No, we didnt' use fertility drugs. And, no, twins aren't in our family. Or, not really. There are twins on my side three generations ago, but no one since then (and FYI, the father doesn't determine twins, but can pass on a twinning gene to his female offspring). So, yes, these nuggets were a surprise. Even more of a surprise considering the "life plan" for Ry and I was one kid and two dogs. Maybe three. Dogs, that is.
We went in for our first pre-natal appointment in early April. I was really nervous because I had no pregnancy symptoms other than fatigue, which made me really worried that something was wrong with the baby. But my midwife found a heartbeat. In the process, she told me I was a bit too big to be just 10 weeks along and that must be more like 14 or so. She sent me for an ultrasound to date the pregnancy. Ry came with me and we were pretty excited, thinking that we had just fast forwarded a month in our pregnancy without even trying!
When the ultrasound technician put that wand to my belly, however, I saw almost immediately that there were two "things" on the screen, but considering I knew very little about pregnancy at the time, I convinced myself that was normal. Maybe the baby needed an extra sac for a pillow or something? Then the tech pulled the wand away and said, "are there twins in the family?" Um, what? WHAT? And that was how we were told we would be a family of 5 (I always count Roadie).
And then several hours of shock set in. I only remember that Ry and I called each other a few times that first day just to say, "We're having twins," as if to check and make sure it was the truth. That's not so necessary anymore, as my girth pretty much makes it clear that there is more than one in there.
Bienvenido!
I was chastising myself the other day for not keeping faraway folks more updated with photos and such, especially considering this will be my one and only pregnancy (PLEASE, OH PLEASE). With so many family and friends around the country (special shout out to PA, OH, MT, NY, VT, AZ, NE, FL, MD) and the world (what's up London? Prague? Uganda? Mexico? Nica? Namibia? France?), a blog seemed the easiest way to communicate.
I know I'm not the first person ever to be pregnant, so I won't bore with details about glucose tests, Braxton-Hicks contractions, and what not. Promise.
To kick off this blog, here's the first photos of Baby A and Baby B. Yea, I think they're blurry, too.
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