I Knew It!

Well, today we had our appointment with the doctor (follow up for the ultrasound). I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG! Something was wrong- I could tell by that sonogramer lady(whatever they're called). Apparently, the umbilical cord only has two vessels instead of three. They usually have two veins and one artery but the poor little guy only has one vein and one artery (cause, unknown). So, it happens in 1-100 pregnancies and 2/3 pregnancies deliver healthy babies.....so I should be good - right? Well, that didn't stop me from doing tons of research on the internet. The words that stuck out were....chromosome abnormalities, fetal distress, heart and kidney problems, STILLBIRTH! Yeah, nothing to stress about. Whatever! I'm so stressed out. I can't believe this. I can't believe I was so apathetic about being pregnant in the beginning. I was so scared. I remember hearing, "Just have faith" every time I would stress about having two fussy babies. Now I'm hearing that even louder. I know I need to be faithful but it's way hard to not stress out!!! The doctor is doing another ultrasound in 6-8 weeks. I'm sure it will be fine. He was not too worried! Anyway, keep us in your prayers.

Crafty Road Trip

Sean and I ventured out to Rexburg, Idaho to see Megan and Matt. It was a fun trip. We picked up Caitie on our way. We got to see her cute apartment at USU. Sean was good the whole way there (coming back was another story).







SEAN JUST CHILLIN' IN THE BACKSEAT!








The first night was stayed he was a little loopy from all the excitement. He was walking around and falling and laughing. It was as if I slipped something "extra" in his sippy (which I am known to do (Diet Mt. Dew, of course!) I finally got him to sleep and he was fine the rest of the weekend.
Megan is so crafty and I mentioned I wanted a Fall wreath so she decided we should just make one. I was so proud of the turn out (of course, if you know me at all, you know I am NOT crafty!) It was a very fun weekend!

TWINS!!!!

So, we had our "routine" ultrasound yesterday. It was exciting. They verified that it was a boy! YAY! I'm not sure what I would do w/ a girl (not yet anyway!) Well, the pictures turned out great, he looks great! The ultrasound girl (I'm not sure their title) printed a ton for us. We didn't get a chance to talk to the doctor b/c he's out of town. I'm excited to go in next week and I'm hoping he verifies everything is okay with baby #2 (still no name!)

So, in the pictures, he looks just like Sean! It's crazy. I kept saying, "He looks like a clown." And Mike reminded me that is what I kept saying about Sean!


SEAN IN HIS ULTRASOUND! BARELY MOVED AND HAD TO BE PRODDED!



BABY #2 IN HIS ULTRASOUND- FLEXED LIKE CRAZY AND WAS NOT SHY AT ALL! HOPEFULLY HE WON'T HAVE COLIC, MILK ALLERGY, EAR INFECTIONS, AND TUBES!





Anyway, I'm so excited to have this baby. I know it's going to be hard- but I'm sure it will be worth it. Sean will have a play mate! Now, if you have any good name suggestions, let me know! We're stumped! We've thought about "Michael Scott Thomas" (all of you "Office Fans" would appreciate!)

Practice Makes Perfect

Sean gets to practice walking and I practice taking pictures. However, he needs less practice than I do!

My baby bump (or mountain)!

Ok, I'm officially bugged. Right now, I'm 19 weeks pregnant. If you saw me pregnant w/ Sean, you may remember how huge I was. I'm getting that huge. I'm ok w/ that. Apparently, everyone else I come into contact w/ is so surprised that when someone is pregnant, their stomachs grow.....hmmmm...

If I hear another comment about my growing belly I might seriously go crazy.

Ok, listed are a few comments I've received....true and ridiculous.

"Lori, you've blossomed." (gently put)

"You don't look pregnant at all" (yeah, right!)

"Your stomach is huge! And so fast." I then replied, "I know, everyone keeps telling me that" (in an annoyed voice)
Then this person said, "You should put those people in their place. People are so rude!" (That one is my favorite)

OK, and the last one was when I was sitting at church. A lady said, "You don't look pregnant at all." I then pointed to my rolling thunder and she said, "That's just fat from your previous pregnancy." OOOOOHHHH I feel much better now. Thanks for clearning that up for me!

Seriously, I think that all people should just not comment at all. I know I'm guilty of it too. But, I hope that I've learned my lesson. If anything, just ask how that person is doing. That's it, nothing else. No need to remind them they are growing rapidly. In fact, no comment regarding their looks is really necessary (at least in my case!)

I Miss Bruno!

Many of you know that I had the world's cutest dog! (Though, some may argue otherwise)! He was cute. That's what kept us from throwing him from our balcony at times. He was also the world's worst dog! When you think of a dog, you should automatically think, "Man's best friend." Bruno was that and our worst enemy as well. He would bite all of the time. All we had to say was, "Bruno, no!" and he'd start growling and bearing his teeth. He hated being told what to do. He was spoiled in every way and I know that is our fault. But, I TRULY LOVED THIS DOG. I have a hard time allowing myself to get attached to people and things but I let myself get completely in love with this dog. It was like an abusive relationship. He would bite, I would cry, we would make up, and it would happen over and over again. Anyway,
he had to be put down last month because he got a herniated disc in his back and was unable to walk. This would not be as big of deal except for the fact that he wouldn't let you touch him to go potty either. Anyway, I didn't have to do it, luckily. His new owners were kind enough to do it and bury him in their nice big yard that Bruno loved.
Anyway, I still hear him sometimes and that's why I had to get this off my chest. I still hear him whining at me to go on a walk. Every time I say the word walk out loud, I think of him. His pictures are all over my house and in every picture of Sean, he's in the background somewhere getting in our business! I MISS HIM. Mike says I have complicated grief and am only remembering the good things but it's hard when they're gone. It's hard to remember the bad.
Anyway, I will never ever ever get another pet of any kind. I know it would be good for Sean. Oh well, he can learn discipline and responsibility elsewhere!