{24 Weeks}

How far along: 24 weeks

Maternity clothes: I haven’t quite retired the pre-maternity jeans, but everything else in my closet is marked “maternity.”

Stretch marks: Nope.

Sleep: I’m not sleeping well and cannot explain why (outside of the whole “there’s a baby in my uterus” thing). I’m exhausted and have no trouble getting comfortable. This baby is even allowing me to continue sleeping on my tummy. This morning I woke up at 4:51 am – nine minutes before the alarm could sound. Yuck.

Best moment of this week: Chipmunk bringing me flowers!

Miss anything: Sleep. Energy. Having the time to nest the way I’m craving to do so.

Movement: All the time. We’ve been able to see her move on the outside for a few weeks now. All the movement is my favorite part of pregnancy.

Food cravings: Sweets, sweets, and more sweets. Vanilla cupcakes with frosting, anyone?

Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope. No sickness.

Have you started to show yet: Yeppers.

Gender: Still a girl :)

Labor signs: Nope.

Belly button in or out: The belly button is in.

Wedding rings on or off: I’m still wearing my wedding rings. With Chipmunk I think I had to switch them out at this point. I’m grateful that isn’t the case this time.

Happy or moody most of the time: Moody. It’s just been one of those weeks and I am emotional about everything. Who cries because the dishes had the audacity to get dirty again? This girl.

Looking forward to: Finishing the paint jobs around here. I’m so over it all. It’s time for Husband to take over the work.

{His Mama’s Heart}

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 Throwback to June 2013.

 He curls into my side, Mama George cushioning his head. Without prodding he turns the page, sending a wrinkle across an excavator’s scoop. Somehow it does not bother me tonight. There is no inward cringe or tamped down cry to “be careful!” This sleepy boy – my sleepy boy – unknowingly has me in the palm of his hand.

It started with me coming home to an empty house. Every room was blissfully quiet and as I climbed the staircase to the second floor nary a step dared to creak. This. This is what a tired, aching mama needed after a Monday at the office. While the boys grocery shopped for supper, I curled up in bed to rest.

Heaven.

Then the garage door sounded, another door swung open, and Chipmunk scurried up the stairs. In the hurry and excitement he did not see me waiting at the landing. But then he did see me and the grin lighting up his face made my heart stop. How do I bottle this sweet toddler adoration?

Ever so proud, he ecstatically pointed to the flowers in his trailing Daddy’s hand. Beautiful pink flowers. Ones Chipmunk insisted they buy for me. He would not leave the store without a bundle, resolute in his specificity. He wanted the pricey ones, that mama’s boy. As they went down the row, looking at bouquet after bouquet, Chipmunk shook his head and sounded an emphatic “no” for each one. Then the pink ones came and my darling two-year-old son knew they were the ones. And he was right.

Of course, how could any flower be wrong when given of the simplest and purest intentions? No other bouquet will ever compare to this one. Never.

He buttered me up, that smart boy. After two bites of salad I let him have a cupcake. What is my parenting coming to? Then the three of us curled up for snuggles and a movie, followed by pajamas; teeth brushing; and story time. A story time where our normally rambunctious boy curls quietly into my side and listens. His eyes droop. A yawn escapes. He softly mumbles words with me and haphazardly turns pages.

Quiet. Soothing. Wonderful.

In these moments he is still my baby. It’s an affliction he will never quite outgrow. For he has, in his tiny toddler hands, my heart. His mama’s heart. Forever and always.

 

 

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{23 Weeks}

How far along: 23 weeks

Maternity clothes: My regular jeans are getting a bit snug around the waist, but they aren’t done yet. I have finally ordered a pair of maternity skinny jeans, though. My favorite maternity pants? Leggings. Ooooooh, the comfort!

Stretch marks: No new ones yet.

Sleep: I’m sleeping hard at night but would love a morning to sleep in past 5:00 am (work) or 7:00 am (weekends). I’m programmed to wake up to the sound of Chipmunk and once I’m awake, it’s almost impossible to go back to sleep. Maybe one of these days I can convince Husband to let me sleep?

Best moment of this week: The end of the work day today because this was my Friday!

Miss anything: Being able to climb. There are so many things that need to be done around this house and require climbing. I’m tired of waiting on them to get done and am starting to be tempted to just do it myself.

Movement: All the time. Love it!

Food cravings: No cravings this week.

Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope. I’m feeling pretty good right now.

Have you started to show yet: Definitely. I am rocking a nice bump.

Gender: A baby girl!

Labor signs: Nada.

Belly button in or out: In.

Wedding rings on or off: On with room to spare. They are getting tighter, though!

Happy or moody most of the time: I have been emotional this week about people and things beyond my control that are affecting my son.

Looking forward to: Getting stuff done around the house this weekend.

{The Big Reveal}

Remember when I posted this on Instagram and promptly did not tell you if we are having a boy or girl, even though Chipmunk clearly knew?

 

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Yeah, that was mean of me. Sorry about that. Forgive me? Especially since we are now ready to stop teasing (Ahem. You know I did. Herehere, and here). Well, Chipmunk is ready to tell you.

 

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So without further ado. Drum roll, please…

 

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All those pink rose petals can only mean one thing, lovelies. Our second little munchkin is a GIRL!

 

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To say we are excited is an understatement. We absolutely would have been excited about a boy, too. A little brother as Chipmunk’s partner in crime would be fun – and, let’s face it, cheaper. A part of me was very much hoping for another boy. But getting to experience being a mama to both a boy and a girl is its own fantastic blessing. Additionally, as the only girl in a household of five (Husband, Chipmunk, and two male dogs), I’m ready for some pink. You better believe this little girl already has some clothes and accessories in her closet. As soon as my 20 week appointment was done, we ate supper and headed to the outlets for a little pink-and-frills shopping.

 

At an unexpected 15 week ultrasound we were told the baby was likely a girl. (Quick interruption for a PSA: while pregnant don’t come into direct contact with a copper wire that has an electric current running through it. Just don’t do it. I also suggest not doing that on your birthday. It’s a bit of a celebratory mood killer. Husband came home from work at 8:30 PM, ready to wish me a happy birthday, only to find me crying in a huge bubble bath – away from the offending electricity. Anyway…) Of course, 15 weeks is super early and I was not confident that some extra little parts wouldn’t make an appearance. Baby Girl also kept her legs crossed throughout the ultrasound, so the little peeks she afforded the sonographer were not enough for anyone to feel confident. We held off on sharing until it could be confirmed at 20 weeks. To be honest, having that little piece of information between just Husband and I was special. Sacred even. We have become increasingly private since Chipmunk’s birth as we now fully recognize how much it can strengthen our relationship. Lessened outside noise and interference makes such a difference. Quietly dreaming and planning together over the last few months has been a gift we both treasure.

 

Chipmunk is still the sweetest to his “sissy.” He hugs and kisses my baby bump. One evening when we were watching a movie he rested his little hand on my tummy and left it there. Oh, be still my heart! He is practicing to be a great big brother.

 

These photos were a blast to take. The lighting was perfection, which made the 5:00 am wake up on a Saturday well worth it. We aren’t in a hurry to do another 7:00 am photo shoot, but I wouldn’t say no if our wonderful photographer (her Facebook page is here) suggested it again!

 

Baby Girl, we prayed so long and hard for you. We can hardly wait to meet you.

 

She will fill our lives with sunshine…and our hearts with love.
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{21 Weeks}

How far along: 21 weeks!

Our 5:00 AM wake up for reveal photos. The final product is coming soon!

Our 5:00 AM wake up for reveal photos. The final product is coming soon!

 

Total weight gain: No idea. To prevent obsessing over it, I’ve asked my doctor not to give me specific numbers unless he becomes concerned with my weight gain. So far, so good.

Maternity clothes: The non-maternity “fat” jeans are still going strong, but anytime I decide to wear regular work slacks the belly band has to accompany them. There’s no reason for buttons to be popping off in the middle of the day just because I tried to squeeze into them. Mostly I wear maternity pants and dresses to work now.

Stretch marks: No new ones that I have found. Only Chipmunk’s stretch marks. Let’s keep it that way, k? K.

Sleep: I’m sleeping much better, albeit not enough. That’s working motherhood for you, though. No complaints here. I’m blessed to be gainfully employed with a beautiful son and wonderful husband.

Best moment of this week: Receiving our photo proofs. You guys. I cried. I cried buckets. Becca captured our joy and very essence perfectly. My little boy is getting so big. He looks like such a big boy with his gelled hair and pea coat.

Miss anything: I’m still missing cold cut sandwiches. My boys are enjoying them for me – with my blessing.

Movement: Wonderfully constant. This is my favorite part of pregnancy and I cannot wait until Chipmunk finally feels it. However, if this little one keeps using my kidney as a punching bag, things are going to get rough by the end.

Food cravings: Chinese food. And Frontroom Pizza.

Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope. I’m feeling pretty good right now.

Have you started to show yet: Definitely.

Gender: Just a few more days and we will share! I submitted our photo order immediately prior to writing this post and our photographer is working on them.

Labor signs: None. Thank goodness.

Belly button in or out: Still an innie!

Wedding rings on or off: On with room to spare, although they are a bit tighter than last week. I ordered fake rings to wear whenever these ones no longer fit. Big, fake bling. The set is ridiculously ostentatious, but why not mix it up a bit?

Happy or moody most of the time: I have been pretty happy. Still weepy and a bit emotional, but usually not in a negative way.

Looking forward to: Revealing whether Baby is a boy or girl! That some of you are so excited to find out has me excited to share. Some of you have shown so much love and I thank you for it. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

And with that, I am going to go paint a few more walls and then get some sleep. I should probably check on Chipmunk and make sure he did not fall asleep with his little camping lamp still shining. Sweet dreams, lovelies!

 

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