{ profound words :: on my heart }

{ profile of our newest little man }

Mike and I were sitting in our van.  We had just called both of our moms to let them know the good news about baby.  We're were having another boy and he's as healthy as can be expected and big.  Then Mike turned to me and said,

"God knew we needed another boy, that's why he's given us one"

Those words have been swirling around in my head ever since.  God knew we needed this baby.  This particular baby boy.  I know that if we hadn't had a miscarriage in August, this baby, this beautiful baby that is growing beneath my heart, would not be apart of our family. 

My heart hasn't fully healed from the loss of Charlie.  At times I feel like I shouldn't be sad or upset about it.  Like my pain isn't valid because it was such an early loss.  I never held my baby.  Never knew if Charlie was a boy or girl.  I never even felt Charlie move or heard Charlie's heartbeat.  Our loss isn't talked about much, if at all.  Mike and I talk about it from time to time, normally in passing.  I do wonder if the loss of sibling was why Evan happened to name a new stuffed eagle Charlie.

I tried not to rush into get pregnant again.  The urge to having another baby in our family was always there in the couple of months that we waited.  But I knew that we needed time to heal.  I needed the time.  I needed to prepare myself if and when we got pregnant again, that we could be looking at another loss.

We're lucky that's not the case.  Every time I've heard this baby's heartbeat or seen him on the ultrasound monitor I have felt relief.  Every time I've been too sick to drag myself out of bed or felt this baby squirreling around I have said a prayer of thanks.  God knew we needed him in our lives.  In this moment.  I have waited for this baby for almost 5 years and will only have to wait another 19 weeks and 2 days before being able to hold this beautiful blessing we have been given.

I'm not sure what prompted my husband to say those precious words to me, but I am thankful for them.  They are what I needed to hear in that exact moment to know that I wasn't alone in my thoughts about this pregnancy.  I love that my husband talks to my belly constantly and waits patiently to feel him move (he hasn't yet...but I'm sure as baby starts to grow, he'll be able to).

I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father that he's blessed us with another son.  Because He knew this is what we needed.

{ insta-friday }

Little boy...oh how I loved getting to see you squirm around.  It was obvious that I'm going to be in big trouble because you are already dancing in my belly constantly...I can only imagine how wild you are going to be once you get out.

My belly sure has grown this week.  We found out that baby was 12 oz at 19w 4d.  I'm starting to get a bit worried that this might mean that baby will be big.  If we could keep it about 8 pounds 7 oz I'll be good, since that's how much Evan weighed when he was born.

Naming this baby is a little harder.  We have no idea.  We've talked about names.  Thrown out ideas but we haven't really fell in love with any names.  It looks like we might just pick out a couple and wait to meet our newest little man before settling on a name.

We bought this onesie after we found out we were having a boy as a way of telling Evan he was having a brother or sister.  He's gone back and forth about what he wanted but now that he knows...he's pretty pumped.

Evan wears out the knees of his pants like no tomorrow....I found a tutorial for "monster" patches on pinterst (here).  I couldn't follow the entire tutorial because of my machine, so I've been hand-stitching them.  Evan thinks they are the cutest things in the world and they are a big hit at school.

This is a car from where my husband works.  I thought it was funny to see one while on my way from Edina to Woodbury.  I took this picture and sent to my husband...apparently I found it way more amusing then my husband did.  Oh well.

{ it's a.... }

Today, we got another look at Baby.  I was so excited especially to find out what what Baby was.  Simply because it makes everything much easier, well, at least I think it does...

So...

We were quite surprised...but so very happy to announce that we're having a...

 

We've done boys before...I know what I'm getting into.  I was told by my father in law that this means that I now have the minority vote...if only he knew.  I may be the only girl...but I'm more stubborn than all of them.

It's also awesome because I'm hoping I will no longer get flack about the boys sharing a room.  I had said before we knew what Baby was that the baby and Evan would most likely be sharing a room.  Now, they definitely are.  But at lunch today, Evan and I agreed on a Retro Marvel Comic Super Hero room.  Think Captain America, Iron Man, Wolverine, Spider Man and the Hulk.  I've tracked down the posters and fabric and will start on bedding for the both of them and a couple of things for baby.

No.  We don't have a name yet.  We've thrown around a couple and to be honest, I'm thinking we might keep the name to ourselves anyways.  Our moms believe that we should name little boy after Mike.  I've already put a stop to that...although I'm sure I'll still hear more about it as we get closer to September...

But here are some more pictures of our newest little man...

{ profile }

{ face }

{ foot }

p.s.  Funny story about the foot picture...when the tech first started the ultrasound, little boy had his feet over his head.  Pretty much folded in half.  A couple minutes he eventually tucked his feet under his bottom...but he sure was squirrely.



{ insta-friday }

I've heard such good things about Dave Ramsey and his financial programs.  Since we have another one on the way....more than enough money...but no clue where it goes at the end of the month, the Hubby and I decided it was time to actually sit down and read "The Total Money Makeover" and get on a budget before Baby comes.

Mike texted me this picture while I was out giving a ride to a church member.  I was so suprised to see Mr. Little being such a dare devil.  Come to find out at one point he fell off the slide towards the bottom...but he was already to climb right back on and climb all over this slide.

I just love him.  He's been pretty cuddly lately.  I think it's because we are both trying to soak in the next few months before he is no longer an "only".  PS.  He's pretty excited to be a big brother and told me that he wants a sister....I told him we'll see.

Registering Evan for Kindergarten was like signing my life away.  Or his.  Or both.  I'm so glad it's all over.  I'm pretty excited to see him off to school.  He'll probably ride the bus which he's even more excited about.

Rain.  I'm so sick of the rain and crappy weather.  It's like living in Seattle.  Except we're not by the ocean.  Which begs the question why I would love to move to Seattle when I hate the rain.



{ oh what a day! }

Today we got another listen to Baby Little.  Because Mr. Little was off from school, we brought him along with us.  We figured he would get a kick out of hearing the baby's heartbeat.  He found it extremely funny when Baby Little kept "running" away from the doctor and then once the doctor had baby cornered...baby proceeded to let the doctor know that Baby wasn't a fan by kicking her.

While we were there we scheduled our ultrasound (in 2 weeks) and our C-Section.  I'm super excited now know exactly when Baby Little will join our family and to find out in what will probably be 2 very long weeks, if Baby Little is a boy or girl.

After the OB appointment, we headed off to the school district to get Mr. Little officially registered for Kindergarten.  It took way longer to figure out where we where we needed to go then it needed to, but we finally figured it out.  I'm excited for Mr. Little to start "real" school.  He'll be going to all day kindergarten.  We finally decided to get him registered for the school district we currently live in since I happened to look at our lease agreement and found out that our lease doesn't end until August 31st, and since that is so close to my due date, we may wait a month or two after we've had baby to move.  We've also been looking at houses to rent instead of rental town homes.  I love the idea of having the kiddos being able to run around out in a backyard.

But that wasn't the end of our day...

We still had Mr. Little's last conference appointment as a preschooler.  He only has 16 more days at his preschool before he's done for the summer and then moves onto Kindergarten.  He has grown so much since he entered GDK in Rosemount.  I have loved every single one of his teachers and it's so fun to see how much he's grown since the beginning of the year.  He still hasn't picked a hand.  However he never switches it consistently...a couple of days or weeks he'll write with his right hand, and then all a sudden he'll switch it up.  It's kinda of funny each day to see which hand he'll use.  And if he really turns out to be ambidextrous...more power to him.

{ insta-friday :: the pony edition }

I'm so pumped that insta.gram is now available for android...believe me as soon as I heard...it was downloaded on my phone...

The pony must have been feeling good because he kicked up his heels a little too hard and now is recovering.  It has meant for the past few days, we have lived at the barn making sure that Bailey eats his "horsey Tylenol"....

I don't mind the drive out to Farmington to see Mr. Bailey.  I love the country and being surrounded by it.  Seriously if I could move out there...in the middle of nowhere...it wouldn't be a matter of "if" it would be "how fast can we get out there".

Sweet feed and horsey medicine....you would think that would be enough for my horse to chow down...oh no.

After 2 and half hours of trying to get Bailey to eat his feed/medicine mixture...I finally caved and had Mike run to the store to pick this up.  Seriously within seconds of adding Molasses...it was gone.

After having sticky hands for the past couple days, I finally wised up and brought out some gloves to help mix up the feed, medicine, and molasses.

Mr. Little playing in the round pen while Bailey wolfed down his nightly "treat".  How I love this little boy....

{ let the nesting begin... }

I should be in bed right now.  No lie.  I didn't sleep well last night and since we had so much going on today (volunteering at Evan's school, grocery shopping, the pony needing his medicine (i'll write a whole other post on that), etc) I haven't had much time to sneak in a quick nap.  Okay I tried.  But between fielding calls from the dentist and Mike and Mr. Little not being so quiet...I slept maybe 10 minutes.

So instead of being in bed, I'm doing laundry.  Why?  Because I'm tired of looking at it. I am very much looking forward to being a place where I can just throw in a load as I walk out the door and not worry about if someone else with go through it.

And while I'm waiting for it to all cycle through, the spring cleaning/moving/before baby gets here lists are being made.  I don't really know where I'll find the time to complete it all, but IT NEEDS TO GET DONE!!  I'm hoping that I can at least hit Evan's room and maybe our room while the boys are at the inlaws for Easter on Saturday. 

I'm just itching to get it all done.  Get everything set up for the new baby.  I've been holding off simply because we won't know the sex of baby little for another 4 weeks or so.  Doesn't mean I haven't been pinning away on Pinterest.  Because Lord knows I have. 

Now if only I could just close my eyes and it would all be done for me.  No?  Crap.