.....drumroll please...

Today was a great day. Probably the best one I've had since April 17th. That was the day that I took a test and got a very positive answer. Since then, I've been bloated, nauseated, peeing about 8 times a day--and I'm loving (nearly) every second of it. Because folks, all of those things mean one very wonderful thing. We are finally on our way to baby number two!!

Today was the best day since April 17th, because I got to see a picture of my growing little gummy bear--and I got to hear the most beautiful sound in the world, a fast and strong heartbeat. Actually we all did. Wesley came on his lunch break to meet Jake and I for the ultrasound. As I laid on the table, and stared in wonder at our newest family addition, I thought I couldn't feel any more joy. And then, I heard Wesley quietly explaining to Jake about what that funny little picture meant. At that point, Jake hopped down from Wesley's lap, pointed at the screen, and said "...Baby??.. Baby!!!". I was already close to tears, trying to keep my tummy still for the doctor, but that sent me over the edge. How lucky am I? I already have one cute kid, and now--we will be getting another one!!!

Since I wasn't blogging during my last pregnancy, I wanted to do a quick comparison of these first few weeks. My first trimester has already been such a different experience from the last time I did this. When we got our positive result with Jake, it was a total shocker. We weren't planning on starting a family for at least another year, and I felt completely blindsided. (Of course, underneath the panic and stress, the mommy hormones were raging, so I still felt tons of joy). But still, we had to scramble a bit to get mentally prepared the first time around. Also, I threw up about 3 times a day until I hit 15 weeks the first time. This was pretty textbook, and I'm glad it wasn't any worse, but as I prepared to undertake a second pregnancy, I began prepping myself early on. I thought I would be just as sick, and totally useless, and was willing to accept that. You know what? It hasn't been nearly as hard this time. Sure, I have felt nauseated since before I took that test, but I have been able to eat and sleep and stay fully hydrated. It was such a pleasant surprise to have things go a little bit smoother! (I know, I'm a lucky duck.)

Around Christmas we decided that we were ready to grow our family. Since getting pregnant the first time was a cinch, I figured we would be pregnant within weeks. But I waited four months before that stick gave me two pink lines. I learned a lot about patience during those four months. I have friends who have suffered from infertility, and miscarriages, and I soon wondered if maybe I was no different. I remember speaking with a friend when yet another month went by and I said, "if I could just KNOW that I'll get pregnant in the next 6 months, I think I could relax. But what if it takes me years?" I was scared that I wouldn't get another shot for a long time, and realized that I needed to have faith. Wesley said gently more than once--"honey, it's not our timetable." Everything happens how it's supposed to, and I needed to be patient, and grateful for the family I had, and hope for the best. I was so lucky that I only needed to practice patience for a few months, but that little lesson has really helped me. I remember that during my last pregnancy, I was constantly saying "I HATE being pregnant!!!". It's been hard for me to feel anything but grateful the past month. I sometimes wonder if that's helped me with my morning sickness, or if my body is just handling things better this time.

Sometimes I wish Jake was more cuddly and less independent, but it's been a real blessing the last little while. I've had days where I only left the couch to use the bathroom or find food, and Jake has been so great about playing independently, or bringing me books to read together. What a trooper. Speaking of troopers, what an awesome husband I have! Thanks babe--You've cleaned our kitchen and made me dinner so many times this month, and it's helped me more than you know.

Wow, I'm bragging a lot in this post. Sorry about that--I just feel overwhelmed today. and really, really lucky. I'm going to try to maintain a more positive attitude this time around, and try to have an awesome pregnancy experience. Hopefully my little peanut develops healthy and everything goes as it should--that's the most important part. I will post updates from time to time. Thanks for reading and sharing my joy with me.

The last thing I want to write about, is the morning I found out I was pregnant. It was a Saturday morning. Wesley was sleeping in that day, and I decided to go ahead and test. When I got the positive result, I decided to tell Wesley in a fun way. A few months before, I had randomly bought a shirt that said "expecting" across the front. I wanted to be wearing it the day I got my positive test. So I quickly threw it on over my sweats. Jake was already awake, and I thought of a cute way to involve him in telling daddy. Anxious to break the news to Wesley, I scribbled "can we get a baby for Christmas? (ask mom)" on an index card. I then had Jake walk into my bedroom with me and bring it to Wesley's bedside. (of course, things never go perfectly when you involve a toddler..Jake handed Wes the card.. and then for some reason took off crying out of the room.) Wesley looked at the card for a few seconds, and then he realized exactly what it meant. It was such a nice moment, and it felt so great to be able to share it with my family! Here are two pictures of that day--sorry about the test stick. Kinda graphic to post that, but I couldn't resist :)

Oh, and one more thing. My due date is December 24th. What are the odds huh? Thank you Santa. ;)

Bubbles!

This post is mostly for Meghan. She got Jake a Toy Story bubble gun for his birthday, and I took this video of him playing with it. Thanks again Meghan! and I hope you guys like it :)

2 Years Old

Last weekend we celebrated Jake's 2nd birthday! I feel like the typical Kristie response to this big milestone in his life should be "I CAN"T believe my baby is 2!!!!". But that wouldn't be true. Jacob is very much 2, and has been for some time--Because I have been seeing a full blown personality complete with mischief, tenderness, tantrums, and all those things that come with being 2 for awhile. Really, I think the actual date was more of a technicality--making his leap into boyhood official.

Jake's birthday fell on a Monday this year and Wesley was able to take the day off so we could spend it as a family! We really began the festivities on Saturday, unveiling some of Jake's grander presents on that day. (we thought it would be more fun to watch him enjoy his spoils one at a time over the weekend, rather than rushing through them all at once on Monday) Thanks to generous grandparents on both sides, Jake got his very own slide and tricycle! We had fun watching him go up and down the slide (or SIIIIIIIDE!!!!! in jake's words) and we have been working with him, showing him how to peddle his bike. Sydney had already vacated her apartment, getting ready to move back to VA for a couple months before her wedding. So she and Mitch were there for most of the weekend as well. Jake basked in the glory of so much attention from his loving parents and aunt & uncle. Really, I think just having us all watch him slide again and again was his favorite present of all.

eating cereal with uncle mitch--one of his top heroes right now :)

On monday, we decided to forgo a traditional birthday party, and we went to the zoo! The weather was perfect, and we had an amazing day. You will have to take my word for it on just how fun it was, because airhead that I am--I FORGOT MY CAMERA!!!!! I was frustrated about that at first, but the day was soo much fun. Jake of course loved all the birds (signing BIRD! at every single one--including the pigeons..) He also loved the monkeys. We went by one outdoor exhibit and a monkey was swinging back and forth on a couple vines, really going to town--Jake was so amazed and impressed, he kept shouting "whoa!!! whoaaaaa!! whoaaaa!!!!!!, clapping and cheering him on. Towards the end of the zoo visit, we went for a ride on the little train. If there is anything Jake loves almost as much as cars, its trains--so this was a real hit. He kept saying Choo chooo!!!!!! the whole time.

Jake has been more of a soft and quiet kid (when he isn't crying) as a toddler. He has always been really good at quiet independent play, and will often just lay on the floor lining up and reorganizing his cars. But he really loves to learn and explore new things, and the zoo was the perfect outlet for his imagination! It brings us so much joy to watch him soak up the world and express himself so enthusiastically with his voice :)

After a few hours at the zoo we headed home (and Jake slept the whole ride home in place of his normal nap--seriously, the day couldn't have gone more smoothly!) When we got home, we invited over Melanie and her two boys to help us sing to Jake and cut his cake. Even though I didn't plan a big party, I still wanted Jake to have his own special cake. I frosted one with a car on it, and he loved it! (of course). When he realized that I had scribbled a car into the frosting, he kept pointing at it saying "caaarrrr" in his cute scratchy voice.

I've been thinking about writing this post for the last week, and being a milestone post, I knew I wanted to take a minute to write about how lucky I feel to be Jacob's mom. I feel like Jake marches to the tune of a different drummer sometimes. He loves to discover independently (cars, cars, and more cars), will tell you exactly what he thinks (are you ready to get out of the tub? -- "NO, CAN'T), and is a very particular eater. I can't exactly call it picky, because he doesn't even care about most of the normal easy kid foods.. if its a choice between chicken nuggets or rice with spicy salsa, the rice wins. potato chips vs. jalepeno chips? it will always be the latter. He's a sucker for spicy foods and unique flavors. This can sometimes be challenging, always trying to find something he'll enjoy more than once. Lately he has been on a cereal kick, which is great (and more normal) Except he calls is "sawyer"....The only difference between cereal and his cousin, is he will use the sign for "cereal" while saying "sawyer"...shortly after followed by the sign for "milk". He is trying so hard to make his words come out correctly, and we have a pretty good time watching him try!

Jake isn't one of those kids who will give hugs and kisses on command. (NO! CAN'T!) But I know he feels our love, and we certainly feel his. He is so playful, loves to play hide and seek, throw a ball, and dance. Every once in awhile, we are rewarded with one of those glorious moments, when Jake will simply walk right up, lips puckered and give us a kiss. Or run over and say "hug?!" and then every so often, he'll snuggle up to me in front of a great movie (anything pixar) and just lay still. Those are the moments that inevitably bring out the waterworks on my part, and remind me how lucky I am to be able to raise such a cool little boy.

I know the cliche name for the year I am approaching is the "terrible twos". Here's what I think. The tantrum with the kicking and screaming on the dirty floor at Walmart? We've done one of those. the power struggles? I see them starting--and I know they are gonna get worse, a lot worse. But I'm mostly excited!!! Because we all know life comes with opposites. as much stress as I will inevitably feel from time to time--that's how much joy I'll feel the rest of the time. It's easier to see that when I'm not in the middle of dealing with a child who's temporarily morphed into Mr. Hyde. So I may not be able to always be as positive as I sound right now ;). But that's what parenting is all about right? As far as I know, you take all the bad with the good, and count every moment of stillness, every hug and kiss, and every power struggle conquered as a blessed time. That's the plan anyway. I'm just so grateful to be a mom.

As usual, thanks for reading. Syd took a small round of family pictures for us before she left for Virginia. Here are a few favorites!