I’ve had several inquiries into where I’ve been, and why my site has
been one boring, blank page for several weeks now! Well…
Where to begin. I spent two and a half weeks in Portland this past month, to attend my sister’s first delivery and to help her out a little post partum. I can’t say I was a huge help though, as Chloe
was up and at ‘em, and back to doing everything herself almost right
away. This was such a stark contrast to how long it took me to
heal and be back to my old self after my c-section! I don’t
think it really helped that I was doped up on some killer pain meds for
about two weeks after the surgery though, to be completely
honest. I was pretty much a zombie, programmed to eat, sleep,
pee, and feed the baby. I hardly remember any of those first
weeks to tell you the truth. I think it’s great that Chloe was
able to deliver eu naturale and jump right back into the swing of
things right away. Very cool to see. Go check out her site for additional pics of our weeks spent there and information on Ayden, his birth, and his progress, as well as Carrie’s site for other cute pics of Ayden and Miss Lindsay.
On
the home front, things are going well. It’s good to be back home,
but Lindsay reminds me daily of all the people she misses. Let’s
see if you can decipher some names…on a regular, rotating basis, she
cycles through "An Toe-ee, Pa-tick, Ay-den, Beau, Ay-ot (Chloe’s bird),
De-on-tay, Krissa, Kew-wee, Him-in-um, Cay-wee, Mu-may, Paw-pay,
Nik-lai, Peggy, Gay-bay-gul, Ga-ma, Na-na" shouting "MISS HER!"
in between each name. Her other obsession is telling me,
"Ay-den… OUT… An-toe-ee… ho-pi-toe… cu-zin!" She then
goes on to tell me, "Mommy…baby…OUT…Daddy…bew-wee" insisting
that my baby is going to somehow come out of Barney rather than
me. ;) I think she’s just in denial that she’s soon going
to have to share her mommy. She seems to be doing well with what
little she can grasp in terms of the new baby coming though. When
we talk about the baby in my tummy, she goes and gets her baby doll now
and sings, "Wa-ba-bay-bee" to it as she violently swings it back and
forth. ;) She also points at the crib and tells me it’s the
baby’s bed, then says, "out" and "daddy", once again reminding me that
the baby is going to be bursting from Barney any day now. 
She
went in for her 18 month appointment today and got her last two shots
until she turns five, THANK GOD. I hate holding her in my lap for
those darn shots. I told Barney he gets to do the one when she’s
five, when she’s fully able to bite and kick and hold a grudge.
;) Hee hee hee. She’s still our little tank, hanging out in
the 95th percentile for both weight and height. She now weighs in
at 29 pounds, which feels more like 50 in my current, very pregnant
state, and measures in at 35 inches tall. She certainly won’t be
a gymnast, that’s for sure. Sorry kid, maybe set your sights on
football or shotput. ;) Just kidding. I’m so evil.
Hmmmm, what else… Oh, I went in for my own doctor
appointment a couple days ago and we have set a date, folks.
Unless of course they reschedule or I go into labor early, which is
entirely possible, and with how heavy I feel right now, and how
violently this kid is still kicking me, quite likely! But if
everything goes according to plan, we will meet the new little one on
Friday, August 12th, somewhere between 9 and 10 in the morning!
Yay! I’m very excited, nervous, and ready to go, all at the same
time. Heck, I’ve been ready to go for about two weeks now.
I’m just getting heavier and more tired with each passing day.
Well, actually, maybe not heavier, as I haven’t apparently gained any
weight in the past four weeks, but hopefully the kid has. The
same thing happened with Lindsay, so I’m trying not to get
worried. Lindsay was just taking all of my weight that I should
have been gaining, and packing it on herself the last few weeks and I’m
hoping this baby is doing the exact same. Since I don’t have to
worry about squeezing it out of any unmentionable holes, I really don’t
mind if it weighs 15 pounds to tell you the truth. I’d rather
have it be too big than too small ya know? I’m sure everything is
fine though. It will be really strange if I have a small
baby after having Lindsay. I couldn’t believe how much of a
difference just a couple of pounds made in Ayden’s appearance and feel
compared to how I remembered Lindsay as a newborn. Holding Ayden
is like holding a little doll, whereas holding Lindsay, even as a
newborn, was like holding a month or two old baby!
Only
time will tell I suppose. I’m getting so excited to find out the
sex of the new munchkin. If it’s another girl, we’re pretty set,
as we already have all of the neccessities to pass down. But if
it’s a boy, which would be just as cool in terms of the experience, but
not so financially, we’re kind of screwed in the clothing department
after the first month! Unless of course he doesn’t mind wearing
ruffles and bows and everything pink! 
Ok, this is going to be the longest post ever,
so I better quit for now. Hopefully I’ve satisfied a few
questions and fed the need for pictures of adorable children for a few
days. Go check out the new galleries as well as the couple of
links I pointed out above with even more pics! Enjoy.