Boys continued...

So far at every appointment, the doctor has trouble getting this baby's heartbeat on the Doppler. And by "trouble" I mean...we couldn't hear it at all...again...so I went off for an ultrasound.

Oooooohhhhhh DARN.

This last time, we...IIIIII (because Ryan was not with me) saw the gender.

And yes I resemble a baby hippo...

Our little peanut is a BOY!!

Izyk and stubbornness

This boy... My second born. Stubborn beyond anything. If he doesn't want to do something, he won't do it. First day of potty training...it didn't go as well as I had hoped but it's a starting point. We had three potty uses and only because I caught him trying NOT to go in his underwear. We played outside all day so cleanup was negligible. Lots of apple juice/water which equals lots of pee. We are trying the treat method which doesn't seem to be working as well as it did for Charley so we may switch to another method or complement with an additional one. We buzzed his big, ole, perfectly round head. He is talking a lot more and he has warmed up to Myles a lot more. Charley is...Charley. Full of energy and swears he's never tired but naps 2 hours during the day. Loves playing with scissors. He's cut a couple holes in our down comforter, a set of sheets, and the power cord to his monitor. We've purchased a kiddy pair so during activity time he can cut up all the paper he wants to and get it out of his system. Seems to be working. Myles is growing and filling out. He's crawling...army crawling everywhere. His hair is still super long. We have not started solids yet. Mainly because we don't have all the pieces to the high chair...haha...he's also not quite ready but he will get there. I'm still breastfeeding him and supplementing with formula. He loves playing with his brothers. He still loves cuddling and being carried. I am 16 weeks along. This pregnancy is going by rather quickly. I'm nauseous every now and then. I believe it's dependent on what I eat and how much water I have drank throughout the day which is never enough.

What is this weird sound?

The kids are all napping and I try to think back before we had Charley. What did our house sound like? Was it like this? I most certainly don't remember having toys and kiddo stuff covering every inch of our floor. Regardless, I'm using the nap time to half blog and the other half I will nap. I will have a new niece and a new nephew come January 2013. SO EXCITED. I'm at the 13 week mark and finally took a picture of the growing belly. Everyone keeps asking us if we are going to find out what the gender is and the answer is a big, fat yes. BUT there is a reason behind it and it is not just because I don't like surprises. The last two births I had to be knocked out. I do not want to be the last to know what my baby is. That just wouldn't be fair. I'm already a total wreck when I wake up in recovery...top that with not finding out until an hour or so later...not so much. VERY slowly coming out of the nausea phase. The pukey window is now like 4 or 5 hours instead of the entire night. This doesn't mean that my house is in any better shape and I'm okay with that...still.

Yesterday was a traumatic day. My car "broke" down on my way to work. Thankfully, I was just at the gas station down the street BUT we all know how anti-social/selective social I am...couple that with prego hormones and a husband that doesn't answer his phone at 6:45am...ah-hem. It was ridiculous. I didn't really gather myself until AAA showed up. IN FACT, I didn't even think to call AAA until Hubs finally answered his phone after the 5th call. "Why don't you call AAA?" "Oh...that's actually a good idea." Proceeded by half a million people asking me if I need help. *gulp* After getting the car home...my "backup" had a flat (nail in the tire) and it had been sitting so long that it was dead. So, I gave up on going in to work as my loving husband worked his buns off to get both cars in functional condition. He also did a few other errands that we really needed done, including dropping Maya off at the vet to get her annual. I had to go get her at 5pm (after Ryan left for work AND he took the small car). I had to pick her up in the Suburban, which wouldn't have been so bad if: A) The back wasn't full of bikes, toys, tools, and a 500lb play yard that I had to clean out, and B) she was able to jump the 4.5 feet up into the back trunk area. Me, standing 5 foot tall, and my 13 week pregnant body lifted a 60lb dog while the vast majority of other folks were wandering around with their mini chihuahuas on leashes and staring at me. "It's cool, people. Got it all under control." Don't ask me about getting out of the mini parking lot either. People sitting in their little BMW's waving me on to somehow squeeze by them. I ended up taking out a couple of curbs but I didn't care...I just wanted to get home. I will be glad when this day is over so I can spend time (a whole couple of days...bitter much?) with my ENTIRE family...Hubs included since he's been working for the past three days and I've seen him a total of 5 minutes and yes, I'm mad at him for working and I tell him everyday so he doesn't forget. There's my drama for the labor day weekend.