Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Crazy hunger dreams...

Never in my life, have I ever dreamt about food. Until about oh...five months ago. Since I was newly pregnant, I started having weird dreams occurring all around food! Ha! I don't really even wake up hungry, but have in the middle of the night. Which I always ignore (except that one time!)

I can't remember all of them. Usually I am very perturbed during the dream, because I can't get my food the way I want it. One was where I was standing in line at a Whataburger trying to order a burger. Which I am not a typical fast food burger eater. Unless it's Sonic. I don't know what it is about that place, but I love them. In my dream I remember getting mad, because they couldn't get my order right- go figure.

Last night was by far the weirdest. I woke up around 4am and just tossed and turned drifting on and off dreaming until this morning. But, seriously I dreamt about... get ready for it...cake batter. Yep, that is right. I wanted nothing but cake batter in my dream and was thoroughly enjoying myself. Hahaha! Weird right?

Not the most interesting post, but worthy for posting in my eyes so I don't forget the randomness of this pregnancy!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Reality check...

I was watching my adorable, squishy sweet nephew the other day for my sister when she took one of her daughters to the doctors. He is 5 months and seriously makes me not mind having a boy if we do. So sweet.

This wasn't the first time I have watched him for her. Or any baby for that matter. But, this time around, I had a BIG reality check. Or, I guess you could say, all of my insecurities about being a mom were raised to an all time high.

You see, I have always known that I wanted to be a mommy one day. The thought, has always excited me. I was never however, one of those girls who just- "wanted a baby." I am a girly girl, who yes, gets excited about decorating the baby's nursery, and can't wait to hold to my baby, and squeals with delight at teeny tiny outfits. But, I have always also known that a baby meant BIG things! Responsibilities. Selflessness. Guidance. Not just sweet smells and cute outfits. Those are all pluses by far, but there is so much more. More than I even know.

So, here I am with little Daven. He had just woken up from a nap, and was full of smiles. Amazed with Maggie, wondering what the heck she was. Maggie wanting SOO badly to see him up close, and give him her claustrophobic kisses. We played and giggled. He reached for my face and grabbed anything he could touch. Including my earrings! Ouch! (Note to self: NEVER wear big earrings with baby near! And always pull your hair completely back! ha!)

We played for what felt like a long time. Really, it had only been twenty minutes! Say, what? We were at my house, which has nothing for a young baby to really play with as of yet. No jumperoo, or bumbo chair, baby einstein..nothing. Needless to say, we were each others entertainment. I layed him on the floor with a few toys and he was thoroughly enjoying himself, while I was wrapping some Christmas gifts. I felt so proud of the multi-tasking that was taking place! 

Then it hit me. I am not talking to him. He needs to be talked to. Like, now. Babies need to hear conversation. They need interaction! I could be messing up his developing motor skills!! Should I be doing some sort of baby exercises?! How do moms entertain their babies all day? How do you get them on schedules? As you can see, all of these thoughts came rushing in. So, I did what any normal person would do...carried on a conversation with a 5 month old! Hey, he needed to hear something! We even danced to Christmas music! ha!

Oh my, I know that I looked ridiculous. But it just made me think. My husband and I are having a baby! A child! Someone who will need to be raised with good morals and manners and you name it. Talk about reality. Not that I didn't already know this. But, now it is really happening! I know I am not the only new mom to be out there who has had these freak out moments! I guess it's just part of the process.

There will definitely be many prayers said, cried and repeated. With all of this, I am so thankful to be able to experience such a blessing. I know that God will show me the way. I am sure that I will make some mistakes, but one thing is for sure, this kid will be loved to the extent that I didn't even know was possible. :)

If you actually read this..bless you. :)

Monday, December 13, 2010

Almost half way there...

to 20 weeks pregnant that is! I'll be 19 weeks tomorrow! Can I hear a Wa-hoo?! It has gone by sort of fast. I have heard once you make it to twenty, time flies, so we will see. Although I have taken belly pictures for my own memory sake, I will spare the good ole' blog from those. ;) Not sure if I want my belly on the web.

I think I am actually starting to show some baby roundness. Finally! Instead of looking like I enjoyed Thanksgiving a little too much. ha!

We have exactly 10 days until we find out what the little one is! I cannot wait! Many are saying girl. I have not a clue as to what we are having. I once had a dream that it was a boy, so I am kind of leaning towards that. But, totally really don't know. I am just looking forward to getting some new pics of the little one, and making sure its growing and healthy!

Funny thing...At our last doctors appt, we got to listen to the babes heart beat and the baby was moving and kicking up a storm, which made me start laughing. I was just so happy to hear it and all. It was kind of embarrassing, because there I was laying on the bed with my pants pulled down, belly to the laughing. Lets just say.. with a new big belly and laughing, it felt awkward! Ha! Then I thought, "Oh, man is this how it is going to be every time??!! I hear the heart beat or see it on the screen and then start laughing out of pure giddiness? Funny sight for sure!

I am super excited to see him or her next week! Then I can FINALLY start thinking about nursery colors. I was considering doing neutrals and a very calm, serene room, but I would love to do some color so we will have to wait and see! Baby C needs to cooperate for their momma! Or not. I won't be mad. ;)