Cousins and Ice Cream

Kristy and I took Colin and Dylan out tonight at Baskin Robbins and talked about cousins. Dylan didn't really understand, he's almost two and was more interested in his ice cream, but Colin did understand and is excited for a baby in the family. He smiled and pointed to my belly and said he hopes I'm having a dinosaur.

My nephews are the most amazing little dudes I know and I can't wait for the chaos to begin when we add another kid to the mix!

Here's a picture of me and Colin celebrating the news! Although you can't see the bump, I'm in my 13th week- hooray!

Lemonade and Dinosaurs

Making Lemonade from Lemons today.

I got a last minute appointment from the Doctors today to check on Elvis. I had to wait 45 minutes in the waiting room......watching the clock........listening to screaming kids.......waiting.....watching the clock again. I was so anxious to hear Elvis was safe.

The Ultrasound tech called me in and as soon as she started, I got to see him. He was happy today, flipping, and his heart was strong and healthy. I think he was having a great day and seeing him happy make me relieved, happy, and excited again.

And to make things super exciting, she flipped the screen to 3D so that she could see all of him and his happiness. It was incredible to see the details! And speaking of details, she said we shouldn't pick out paint for the nursery just yet, but she found what she thought was a wee-wee! Elvis was a little shy and kept placing his hands over his parts, so we'll confirm everything in a few weeks!

I called Kristy right afterwards and she said she was JUST talking to Colin (my nephew) about boys and girls. Just last night, she asked him what the difference was between boys and girls. His response, "Dinosaurs. Boys like Dinosaurs." I think it's a valid response! Kristy told me that if I think my baby will like Dinosaurs, there's a good chance it's a boy.

I think there's a lot you can learn from a learn 4-year old boy and I know it's just the beginning of me learning a little something from a smart kiddo.

Good Days and Bad Days

Eric mentioned that he wanted to start a blog about himself. Maybe it will inspire him to be at the beginning of my blog!

Kairee, Kyle, Kimbo and Elvis. Happy Family.

Pam with the Preggers.

Alicia's baby is already taller than I am.

I'm sure any woman that's been through pregnancy will tell you the same thing I am tonight. There are good days and there are bad days. This weekend, Kyle and I had a range of both.

On Saturday morning, I woke up not feeling well at all. Fortunately, we had two great appointments last week, so although we were scared, we felt assured this was just a minor set back. After talking with our Doctor, she determined I had a low placenta and although this isn't 'normal', it's not totally uncommon. She told us there's nothing to be concerned about, as many women that are diagnosed find their placentas move before delivery go on to have healthy babies. I had never heard of this before, and it was truly scary, but the good news is that I'm feeling better and Kyle has been very helpful and supportive while I rest this weekend. I'll be seeing the Doctor tomorrow just to make sure there wasn't harm to baby. There are two good sides to this story:

1. I have Kyle to help support me physically while I rest and emotionally while I recover.

2. There's always a new day tomorrow.

Sunday was a fresh start. I slept well and we spent the afternoon at the Tormoehlen's to celebrate the April Birthdays (Adam, Alicia, and Pam). I bet it's funny as an outsider to see our family, all talking at the same time, all poking fun at Dave, and the three brothers competing. I bet it looks a little crazy, but it's fun to be a part of it, get in on some laughs, eat some great food, and feel supported when you had a bad Saturday.

And there was the weekend. I'm new to the world of pregnancy, but I'm sure the good days and bad days are just the start to motherhood. And even on the bad days, it's nice to be around family that loves you.

"Welcome To The Weeks Club"

Kimbo is even giving his profile shot.

A little wave to the Ladies.

We had our First Trimester screening for Down's Syndrome. Elvis looks healthy, so it's a nice relief to see a strong heart and count the correct amount of appendages. We also learned a few things:

1. Confirmed. We are NOT having twins.

2. Elvis likes naps like me. I think he was tired today.

3. Kyle is still anxiously awaiting any sign of a boy.

4. Based on measurement, I'm now due November 1.

It's a nice feeling to know we're almost out of my first trimester. I remember when I told Kristy I was pregnant and worried about miscarriage, she assured me the weeks would go by fast. She was right and it's getting more real every week. She also told me, "Welcome to the Weeks Club", as I would now be referred to in weeks and so will the baby until he/she is two. This Club seems to be a group of fabulous gals right now, I just wish we could all laugh about it over a large glass of red wine.

Happy Birthday Elvis and Tormoehlen Family. I couldn't be happier to be a part of your club too.

Betting on the Under

So, there's an old wives tail about discovering the gender of your baby based on the heart rate. Apparently, if you're over 140 bpm, it's a girl and under, it's a boy.

We clocked in at 156.

I'm a bit suspicious about this considering the weekly sugary cupcakes. Our Doctor said this is not a fact, but it's still fun to wonder.

My Father reminded me their Doctor told my parents both my sister and I were boys, so there's no 100% way to tell until it's 100%.

And Kyle is still betting on the 'under'.

Double Trouble

We have our BIG appointment today.....the heartbeat. I've been nervous all week and my dream sure reflected the fears. I had a SUPER vivid dream the Doctor discovered TWIN GIRLS. (Keep in mind, we're hoping for ONE boy).

I told Kyle about the dream in detail this morning and he said, "It would be ok Kairee. We would just have to make sure we keep them away from Hugh Hefner."

I'm so thankful I have Kyle to keep me laughing through all of this.

TGIF

Uuuugh. I'm having trouble dressing for work....and it's only the beginning. My closet is a war zone every morning and I feel like I'm losing the battle. Hiding this belly is getting to be a challenge.