Cartoons and Apples

I blogged this over at my business blog too, but I just don't feel like retyping anything. Yay for copy and paste!

One of my goals (NOT resolutions) is to get back on the bandwagon of everyday photos of my babe. For almost three years now I have taken photo after photo, trying to capture the little details of his daily life. Lately with the new pregnancy my personal photos have gone down the tubes! I see something happening in our daily lives that make me take pause and my lack of energy wins out. But now I have this fear, irrational or not, that when June comes around with a new baby, my old baby is going to get left in the dust. All of a sudden I want to snap shots of Carson all day long and make sure he knows that the new baby isn't more important. Being an only child has given me such a weird perspective on siblings. I am truly worried that I won't love my second child as much as Carson.....or that somehow I'd love it more. How stupid is that??? Then I stop and know that my love will just double and I start crying for ever feeling like my love for them would be lessened. Ugh, these hormones are lame.

Anyway, I just grabbed a few shots of Carson doing his thing that I wanted to share. A cartoon and an apple makes Mommy turn invisible. The more I tried to get in front of him the more he unconsciously looked around me. I love the puffy space-face though!

I always laugh at this face he makes. He totally has the same pointy eyebrows as me and my dad.

OH! And I finally was able to get an appt scheduled for our ultrasound. We go in on February 1 and hopefully this monster will be as cooperative as Carson was at his.

So......No one really knows.

I thought I would keep my thoughts here because later on it will be fun to look back at what I was thinking and feeling during this incredible time. I found out in the morning on Saturday, August 4 and told Carl and my mom on Sunday night after Carl came home from camping. That truly was the hardest 36 hours of my life. I had to sit and hold this information and couldn't say a single word until Carl got home!!!


Here I sit today, 5 weeks 1 day pregnant. Only 3 other people in this world know and it is killing me. I cannot wait to spill it to everyone, but I know I can't just yet. Today I feel ok, not as tired as I have the last 5 or so days. I hadn't even been able to see straight because my eyes were watering so bad from yawning. Yikes. I painted a large living room wall yesterday and so I'm sore today, but feel better than expected.


I have known about being pregnant now for 9 days, but it already feels like a strange eternity. I don't feel much different, just like I have bad PMS. I obviously don't really have many physical symptoms just yet. I have been moody, but I truly can't help it. I read a paragraph out of Pregnancy for Dummies to Carl that explained how he shouldn't take my little outbursts personal. He wasn't really buying it. We have that book now because Carl said he would only read a book if it were the Cliff's Notes to pregnancy. I thought that was appropriate.


I'm so anxious right now to get to go to the doctor. This week the embryo will be developing its brain. So weird! I just want to see an ultrasound to make sure this is what I hope it is. You really never know if something is wrong, but I am trying to be very optimistic. There is a good chance we will be able to hear the heartbeat at our first appt. on August 28. This was the very first appt. they had open and it just happened to be the afternoon before I leave to head to Utah. I really needed to go to the doctor before I could feel comfortable sharing the news. Even if something ended up being wrong, I would want to know that as soon as possible and use my family for support. I would hate to get anyone else's hopes up.


Carl said the other day that he has been noticing pregnant women everywhere. He didn't know if it was because he just never looked for it or it is just jumping out whereever he goes. He is being so funny. He stayed home from work the day after I told him the news. He was wandering around the house all day long in a daze. He said he couldn't possibly work because he knows he would forget to do something important on a car and couldn't live with himself. Too funny.


So apparently we are supposed to compare the size of our babies to foods like fruits, vegetables and nuts. Last week, week 4, our little embryo was the size of a poppy seed or sesame seed:



This week it is the size of an appleseed. Big jump, eh?



I'm going to try to record our experiences here so thanks for reading. Bye!