Pool Time!

Daddy, are you watching?

The "jump."

Touchdown!

Big splash!

Kick, kick, kick!

Dryin' off before going home.

The next Michael Phelps? Ok, maybe not.

After 50-billion years, here I am to update.

Noah had his Dr. appointment a few days ago to get a few shots, and also to check up on his speech. Over the last 2 months he'd added 10 words to his vocabulary, including animal sounds, so the Dr. says we don't need to worry about him. As long as he's babbling, mimicking, and gradually adding more words to his vocabulary, he's fine.

Oh, and I'm officially in my second trimester. People can't seem to agree on whether it starts at 12 weeks, or 13 weeks, so I just figured I'd go with the 13 weeks since pregnancy is definitely not only 36 week deal. So yeah, I'm 13 weeks now, and still not showing. Once I start showing I'll start taking belly pictures, but there's not really a point to it now. Maybe in a few weeks....

Since we live in a frickin' dessert, it gets to be really, really hot almost every day. Thankfully we live right in between our two neighborhood pools, so we take advantage of that and go swimming almost every day. Noah is definitely a water baby. One of the dads there couldn't believe how much Noah loved the water and jokingly asked me if he was a water birth. :) Hehe...that wasn't even an option for me.

The kid wants to swim. I was holding him on his tummy about 2 weeks ago so he could feel himself float, and he started kicking and moving his arms. I don't know where he's seen it, but he definitely hasn't seen me swim since I'm always carting him around with me in the pool. We were sitting on the steps in the pool and he goes and puts one hand on the top step, lets his feet float up to the top, and starts kicking and using his other arm. I was holding onto him, of course, but he pretty much gets to do what he wants to do, within reason, while we're in the pool. After all this swimming interest, I found what is seemingly the only pair of water wings made for his age, and bought them for him. After a few days, he was ready for me to let go of him and let him float in front of me by himself. Yesterday he even started kicking, although I was still lightly holding onto him, probably more for me than for him.

After about 20 minutes of swimming laps, he starts trying to get his water wings off, because then it's time to stand and the side of the pool, throw a water wing in, and then jump in and swim to get it. He doesn't actually "jump" though, so it's more of a running in to get it. This is pretty much my upper body work out since I'm lifting him up to the side of the pool once every 45 seconds for probably about 15 minutes straight. Earlier this summer I was feeling guilty 'cause I hadn't been lifting weights like I previously had been. Then I thought, "what am I thinking? I have a 25 pound weight that I'm lifting in the pool for an hour every day." I didn't feel so guilty anymore after that revelation. :)

I thought that since he loved the water and the pool so much, that I'd get him one of the little inner tube things for kids about his age so that he could float around by himself. It was more expensive than what I really wanted to spend, but considering we go "swimming" almost every day during the summer, it's relatively cheap entertainment. So, we tried it out a few days ago. There also happened to be a little girl at the pool that day who is about 6 months older than Noah. So anyways, I tried putting Noah in the new pool toy right away, and he immediately tried to get out. Since we weren't using it, I offered to let the little girl play in it while Noah was busy swimming laps and jumping off the side. She took full advantage of it. She kicked back and just watched Noah the whole time. She looked like she needed a martini or something. At least an orange juice with a little umbrella in it. After she left, and Noah had thoroughly worn himself out, we tried the float again. He loved it this time. I would push him a few feet away from me, and then tell him I was "gonna get you!" and swim to go get him. He laughed and laughed. So, the lesson learned is that I shouldn't try to put him in his float until he's all worn out.

After our pool time we always get out and hang out on one of the chairs by the pool for a few minutes so that when we get home we don't make a small pond on the floor. Right before we leave our chair, I always set Noah on the chair by himself so I can get everything ready to go. It's pretty cute the way he always lays back on the chair just like a big person. One of these days I'm gonna take Josh with us toting a camera so we can get some pictures and video of our pool time. Obviously I can't take pictures myself, so I'll need some help. Last year I could take pictures, but he wasn't nearly the active little boy he is now. Hmmm...it's supposed to be over 100 degrees on Sunday, so maybe Josh will even WANT to go then. :)

On a side note, do those red plastic cups smell awful to everyone, or is it just a pregnant super-sonic smell thing? I don't remember it bothering me before.... Oh well.

The promised picture

Here's an ultrasound picture taken last week at my appointment. They sent me 4 of them but they all kinda look the same so once you've seen one, you pretty much get the idea. The li'l peanut wouldn't uncurl so it's in the fetal position. Of course it is, right? It also didn't want to give us a good profile picture. Are all babies this uncooperative, or just mine?

Baby, baby, baby!

So as some of you may have seen on my facebook, we're expecting a little Christmas bun. My due date is December 29th, but since I have to have a c-section, we'll likely meet out new little addition around the 22nd or so. The 22nd also happens to be my little sister's birthday, so she's extra excited. Happy 15th birthday to Chloe!

We've been trying to get pregnant since last October when Noah turned one, and after 6 months of trying, it happened. I found out very early, only 3 weeks LMP, so we've known for awhile. I even got to celebrate Mother's Day being a mommy to 2 babies. :) It's been slightly hard to keep the secret, especially for Josh 'cause one of his favorite parts of this whole pregnancy thing is telling everyone that he gets to be a daddy, and in this case, a daddy again.

I've had 2 Dr. appointments, and 3 ultrasounds (one because of a minor freakout. Thankfully everything was just peachy,) and everything looks good. I even got to see the little peanut dance today at my appointment. It wouldn't cooperate though and didn't want to stretch out so the Dr. could take its measurements- Just like big brother Noah was.

It'll be uh...interesting to see how Noah does with a baby around. He LOVES babies, but he's never really had to share Mommy before, and he's definitely a momma's boy. He's been spending more time with Daddy lately so hopefully he'll be a little more comfortable hanging out with Daddy while Mom is busy with the new little one.

So far this pregnancy hasn't been too hard on me. I feel nauseous a lot, although that seems to have gotten a little better in the last 2 weeks with only a few rough days lately. I haven't lost any weight like I did with Noah, so that's a plus. I also haven't gained any, but I'm sure I'll make up for that later. :)

In the next few days the dr. is supposed to e-mail me my ultrasound pictures so I'll be able to post them then in case for some reason anyone has any interest in seeing them.

I've definitely had cravings this time around. I didn't really have that with Noah. Tonight I wanted iced coffee, decaf of course, and then once it was made, I took a sip and didn't want it anymore. Grr. It sounded so good at the time.

This has been a really boring post. Oh well. Someday it'll be interesting for me to go back and read it. :)

Oh, by the way, today I'm 11 weeks, for those who didn't want to try to figure it out on their own. I know I wouldn't want to. :)