June 28th!

First and foremost, it's June 28th today. Know what that means? I've got exactly two (2) months left to carry this baby until I go for delivery!! Okay...got that out of my system. Moving on.

William is growing up so fast and learning SO many new things I'm having a hard time keeping up.

He knows all about VHS tapes. He's also learned from me that since it's so hot out it's a good idea to keep ample libation in arm's reach.


And has figured out what sort of toys need to be blown up before they can be used properly.


He's also learned to find the right toy magazines from which to order his toys, to make sure he gets just the ones he wants!

30 Weeks, 9 More To Go!

I was able to drop W off at the neighbor's house yesterday morning while J and I went to the doctor's for my 30 week check-up. (Thank you, P...that is, if you read this! You're the best!) The baby's heart rate is between 135-140 and I am measuring 34 cm.

Since we had peace and quiet, we were able to ask the doctor some pressing questions about the upcoming c-section. I was told that if I go into labor before 36 weeks that all will be done to stop labor; however, if labor happens after 36 weeks the doctor will perform a c-section then.

I was able to schedule the surgery for August 28th, 7am! I should be the first one in the OR that day, and the doctor said that I have a good possibility of getting a private room.

He said that I won't be able to pick W up for the first week after surgery, but after that I should be okay...but the longer I wait and take things easy the faster my recovery should be.

I still have more questions for the doctor, but decided to space them out a little. Besides, it's not like I haven't done this before!

I'm ecstatic that my parents (BOTH of them!) will be here for the delivery! Dad wasn't able to come out with W's birth, but my mom was here shortly after I got out of the hospital. This time they'll both be here to help J and I out with W, which is what I'm concerned about the most. I think our little boy will be going through the biggest change of his short life with the birth of this baby, and I love it that his Grandma and Grandpa will be here for him while I'm in the hospital. Besides, it's just comforting for me to know that they'll be here while I get "cut open" again!

That's all the news for right now. Oh...here's a cute photo of my baby playing the "nano".

Does This Dress Make Me Look Fat?!?

Here is my 28 week, 6 day photo. Okay, I guess we can say 29 weeks. ;-) I pretty much grow straight out!



William thought his basketball was stuck under my shirt! Just kidding...but we both think that he believes the actual "tummy" is the baby.

Healing: I Don't Think He's Quite Grasped It Yet

And it might be a while longer until he does!

A little less than a week ago William fell on the cement near our house and really scraped his knee. It was his first "real" owie, or boo boo as he preferred to call it, and he made quite the fuss over it. But after the crying was over, he refused to cover it with a band aid, preferring to look at it All. The. Time. I did insist on a band aid with Neosporin for the first couple of house, but after awhile I got sick of him picking at it and took it off.

Needless to say, he quickly learned a new body part - "knee" - and also "boo boo". Anyone and everyone he came in contact with got the pleasure of seeing his scraped up knee. He'd pull his pant leg up for anyone who'd give him the time of day, and say "knee, boo boo." It really was too cute.

But, as all "good things" must come to an end, his knee did heal, as he found out yesterday. We had just pulled into the garage and I went to get him out of his car seat. He quickly pulled up his pant leg to show me his knee, but the wound had healed and the scab had completely fallen off. His expression was priceless! His eyes were wide open, as was his mouth. Then he looked at me, threw his arms WIDE open and said, "Where's it? Where's it?"

My explanation that it had healed, and that it was all gone was quite insufficient for him. He wanted it back. And now.

I assured him that he'd get another one in due time. Just be patient, Son.

Nursery

Apparently church got out a little earlier than normal tonight, or the nursery staff was running behind...anyway, when J and I went to go pick William up from nursery here was the scene that greeted us: (Our boy is the one furthest on the right.)

I'm not sure if you can tell, but ALL the kids in this nursery class are boys. All. Boys. And they are in a position we call "sitting". Sitting Down, for you more technical minds. This class isn't restricted to only boys, it's just that only the males showed up this evening. I was told that they sing songs, read a Bible story, and have a snack, which is completely unlike the morning nursery, in which there are a LOT more kids, and the goal of that class is pure survival of the fittest.

William has another 2 Sunday evenings in this class before he'll be too "old" and have to move up to the next class. (This class is for kids 12-20 months.) I hope those teachers are just as organized and their class just as disciplined because I like what I'm seeing here!

First Do No Harm

William had another eye appointment at the ophthalmologist this afternoon. I decided that since the last 2 appointments were horrible disasters, that I'd bring out the big guns - a juice box. He's only had one in his short life, and I decided that they will be used as a reward or, in this case, a bribe to be good.

The doctor saw us sitting in the waiting room and I think he had to go in the back room to clear his head and brace himself for lots of crying and screams. He called us back, but this time he had taken off his white coat (William seems to have a bad thing going for white coats). The doctor was all smiles, as usual, but before he did a single eye test William was in tears. I immediately brought out the juice box and nummies. Believe it or not, the tears didn't last very long as he was a bit pacified with the juice. John held him in his lap in the exam chair, while I stood behind the doctor away trying to get him to focus on me while the doctor checked his eyes. It was determined that the left eye was now wandering a little more than the right eye. However at home I can't say that I've seen the left eye wandering, so the doctor, not wanting to cause harm to his eyes, decided that for the next 2 weeks we will not patch either eye, but instead I've got some homework - I have to teach William a series of pictures, and he has to learn to actually say the words, so that in two weeks, when we have our next appointment, the doctor can verbally ask William what picture he sees projected on the wall. He said this test is much more accurate than the tests he's been doing.

I know our boy can handle learning these pictures and words, the hard part will be convincing him to say them in the presence of the doctor, who he really doesn't like very much. Both John and I were very impressed with William at this appointment, praising him tons for being such a good boy!

Busy Day!

This morning I had another doctor's appointment, and it went well. Since this little gal doesn't stop moving I had no fears that anything was wrong.

I prepped William for the grand entrance of the doctor by saying he was going to check on the baby and that he needed to be quiet just like a butterfly. To which William put his finger up by his mouth and said "shhhh". (That's what butterflies "say" over here in our household!)

When the doctor came in I reminded William to be like a butterfly, and he again put his finger up to his mouth, trying really hard to keep the tears from falling. He was good until the doctor took out the blood pressure cuff, then he lost it, but only for a little while. He wasn't in full-on screams, like last time, just big alligator tears. He soon calmed down, however, when the doctor got out the thing to check the heart beat and told William the baby's heart beat was like a choo choo train. THAT he liked!

So, here are the stats since last visit:
I've gained 5 pounds (Yikes!) Better than the 9 I gained previously.
I went from 27cm to 32cm, so LOTS of baby growth.
Heart rate is 149.

After that we met up with J for lunch, something we haven't done in the past. It was fun and the food was delicious. Now that we're home William has crashed...hopefully for a long time! I need to rest too.

LA Zoo

I've never been to the LA Zoo before, so last minute I called my friend and asked if she wanted to go with us. The weather looked like it was going to be overcast and cool(er) so I thought it would be the best time to go. While the weather was cooler than norm, it wasn't very overcast. There was a nice breeze, however, so that saved us from completely overheating. After about 45 minutes we were completely exhausted (okay, "I" was completely exhausted!) and needed to eat.




I think my favorite exhibit was the gorilla exhibit. They were very active, and there were lots of them to look at. Due to hot weather, crowds, and increasingly tired tots, we really didn't see the entire zoo (we decided that with kids it would take at least 2 days to get through).


This was another kid favorite! William would run under the misters then run back to me saying "wa wa". He thought it was pretty funny!

First 2009 Pool Experience!

Our pool finally opened this year after being closed for several weeks for management to put new drain covers on. Now that it is open the weather has been a bit glum, but that hasn't stopped Dad and William from going into the pool! We checked out the pool Saturday night after cleaning the garage, but it was too cold to really go in. Tonight it was a bit warmer, so the boys braved it and went in, if only for a few minutes.



William was really shivering after his quickie dip in the pool so John took him in the spa. The spa was quite hot so he only went in up to his knees, but it was enough to warm him up!



I just HAD to throw this picture in from 2008...just to compare and see how big he's getting. I can't believe it!