Baby Profile

Here she is:

Profile picture with her little hand coming up to her mouth...

I may be biased, but I think she is pretty cute!

Ultrasound #3

At 29 weeks along, I had my third ultrasound today. Nothing like being high-risk to get you a ton of these things. I guess it's the silver lining to being so aweful at being pregnant. :) They like to check on baby lots to make sure things are going well...which allows me to see her every 10 weeks or so.

Little bugger is doing great. She's right on target and the doctor's exact words today were: "I don't see anything concerning here...everything looks normal." Music to my ears.

She's 2 pounds and 11 ounces as of today. That puts her in the 41st percentile for weight. We'll see how she changes in the next 11 weeks. She is currently head-down...but since there's still room to groove, that could easily change for a few weeks yet. She's still really good at tumbling and twisting around in there.

The ultrasound techinician was having a grand time trying to secure some of the measurements today as baby was busy moving around. At one point, however, she stopped and was busy fiddling with her toes. It was so sureal to see. She had her little hand curled around her tiny toes, squeezing them. *sigh* My heart grew a size bigger when I saw that. I also got to see her practice her breathing as her abdomen rose and fell. I'm getting very excited to hold this little one and although 11 weeks isn't too long, it still seems far off to me. I'll be glad when April is here!

Another reason to love that month? Because when baby is born: the...nausea...will....END. Yes, 29 weeks and counting and I'm still sick on a daily basis. I just started my third trimester last week and so far this trimester is showing to have lots of relapse days. My mornings (gernerally) are manageable (still sick, but I can function), but by about 2:00-3:00pm it comes back strong. This means that Jason has had to step-up once again and take the lead parenting role once he gets home from work as I am usually stuck on the couch. I won't lie...this is really hard. Both mentally and physically. I had hoped that by this stage of the pregnancy, this constant nausea would be long gone. I guess I'm in it for the long haul. It will make the birth of this little girlie even sweeter.

Although it's tough...I know my God is with me. He'll continue to take care of me and be my source of strength. I'm reminded daily what a blessing health is, how it is such a gift. I'm so thankful that God has allowed me to take this journey one last time. There are so many moments to savor, to treasure, to file away in the depths of my heart. Watching her move, feeling her have the hiccups, seeing my children's expressions as they feel her kicking. Knowing that a miracle is growing inside me...a miracle that has God's fingerprints all over her...a little eternal soul entrusted to my care. The nausea is rough...but it is nothing...nothing compared to the gift of a child.

25 Weeks and Counting

Last week's picture:

It looks like I've just stuffed a basketball up my shirt...but I assure you, I am only pregnant.

I was having a fairly decent day....I like seeing some color in my cheeks again.

Seriously can't believe I still have 15 more weeks with which to grow! *Sigh* I can only imagine how big I am going to get.

A Sioux Fan Amongst Us

I overheard Jason say:

"Didn't Daddy teach you never to be a SIOUX fan?!?"

I'll be honest with y'all. Jason was a little bit of a whiner when I told him to grab her Sioux jersey. :)

Happy Hockey Day!

Today is Hockey Day in Minnesota. Jason is v.e.r.y. excited....to say the least.

Everyone had their jerseys on.

We celebrated by having Jason's family over for some pond hockey out back. He is also going to a Gopher hockey game this afternoon and then tonight we have a Wild Hockey party to go to with a few other families.

Jason couldn't ask for a better day.

Or cuter kids.

20 weeks

I don't post too often about myself...especially pictures. However...

I am going to make an exception this year. 

The reason for this blog is to capture the growing up years of my kids...a way to preserve things.

And...well...with new little one on the way...I guess her story has already started. 

I remember I didn't take a lot of pictures when I was pregnant with Ella, due to the fact that I was so severely sick. In fact, I think there are maybe....maybe...a whole 4-5 pictures from the entire pregnancy. At the time, I didn't want to smile for anything, capture the moment, etc. Now, looking back I wish I would have just done it, no matter how much like death I resembled. So this time around, I decided that no matter what the day held, I would try to make an effort of getting more pics. Can you tell this is a forced smile? I can. Wasn't feeling all that well the day of this picture. 

But with trying to keep in the spirit of things and not disect this entire picture...here I am at 20 weeks.

(PS...I am actually 26 right now...but need to do a little catch-up...bear with me.)

(PSS....and sorry about the yellowishness in the pic, it is driving me crazy....it was in the evening when I finally got out of my jammies for the day and was up for doing this...hmmm...maybe I'll chalk my "sick" look up to the lack of natural light...now that's an idea!)

Love how my tank top doesn't even cover my tummy all the way. ;) Oh, the start of getting bigger....

Puzzled

Cora is really into puzzles these days. She can spend hours doing them.

There will be times that I will hear a little voice say "Hold my hand, mama. Help me." And off she leads to a puzzle.

She was very proud of herself the other day when she assembed this one all by herself.

Last piece going in...

Clapping for herself!

Had to throw this one in, not because of the puzzle, but because of the bow in her head. She takes this bow with her everywhere. E.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e. It goes to bed with her, it comes to the store, it has become her best friend somehow. Luckily, it even manages to make it in her hair on occasion.

The infamous "pirate face"

So proud!