I Feel Like a Human Being Again...

...and so I should probably blog. But, I've been gone for so long, what's one more week. See you in 2010!

Pumkin Patch- A BLTN post

We didn't make it to the good pumpkin patch this year. We intended to and tried several times. Morning sickness won in the end and we ended up at home for most of the month of October. We did get to the smaller patch at the end of Grammie's street. It wasn't as much fun as last year (mainly because all I wanted to do was lay down) but it got us into the Halloween spirit.

So many pumpkins. Which should I choose?

Patiently waiting to go into the petting zoo. He was so excited but then cried the entire time he was in there.

Pretty sure this one is bigger than you, buddy. He thought it made a nice drum.

We'll try to get to Peltzer Farms next year. And the apple orchard. And off the couch. :).

*BLTN-better late than never

Eating for 2, Drinking for None

That's right. We're preggers again.



I guess the cat's out of the bag since 'The Hubs' has a serious issue with keeping his mouth shut. I suppose that I can't blame him. He is super excited to be a Daddy again. I'm pretty excited too. I just think that neither of us thought this would happen so soon.


A few months ago, 'The Hubs' and I started to discuss trying for baby number 2. We thought we'd have to try for a while before any success and were planning an October or November 2010 baby. Boy were we wrong. According to our OB, the first try did it.



Let's rewind a bit...


I went to Von's with Tyler about 3 weeks ago for a routine shopping trip. Well, about as routine as it can be with a 2 year old. All of a sudden, in the cereal aisle, I felt dizzy and broke out in a hot sweat. 'Oh, my gosh', I thought, 'I'm pregnant'. I darted over to pick up a home pregnancy test before leaving. (Of course, while we were checking out 'The Boy' threw a fit and, as the checker scanned the pregnancy test, he looked at me like, 'you poor lady'.)


The next morning, I took the test and...negative. I knew that I was pregnant and that it was probably too early to test so I tested again a few days later and...negative. I started getting frustrated and began feeling more symptoms that I hadn't felt since I was pregnant with 'The Boy'.


I was so convinced that I gave up drinking and stopped lifting the heavier weights during my workout. I just knew that I was pregnant. So I went to the OB and had some blood work done. I thought that they would process it and get back to me in a few hours but, since it was a Friday afternoon, I was told that I would have to wait until Monday.



Meanwhile, I took a test on that Sunday morning and...

...positive! Halefrickinluja! I'm not crazy after all.

We are expecting our second little bundle of joy sometime this June. I haven't been to the OB to date the pregnancy yet but, according to the due date calculator on Parents.com, we are due June 19th. Our first appointment is November 6th, so I will update after that.


I am now 6 weeks sober, ahem, pregnant and feeling way worse than I did with my son. The nausea is pretty bad and I have recently made best friends with my couch. Don't expect to see the good version of me for awhile. And please don't tell the crappy version of me how sick I look.





We are so excited to share our news and can't wait to keep everyone posted about our newest 'Little'.

Sick Mommy is Still a Great Mommy

I have been feeling a little under the weather for the past few weeks and, three days ago, woke up full blown sick. I'm talking coughing up a lung, hugging the toilet, making best friends with my couch, sick. My kid, however, is not sick and even if he was, he'd still be running all over the place.

It's been pretty boring around here according to 2 year old standards. Mommy can't play outside, can only play trains for a few minutes before feeling dizzy and still can only take so much Laurie Berkner. Thankfully, 'The Boy' is fairly good at entertaining himself these days.

Today, while I was half awake on my new best friend, 'The Boy' came up to me and said, without any prompting, "I love you, Mommy." And then he gave me a big hug and a kiss, again without any coaxing whatsoever.

Thank you little buddy for making me realize that, even at my worst, I am still your best.