12 Week Appt

After reading Baby Center, the gender of the baby is already determined, just not visible to the naked eye.  Today was my 12 week appt and all went well.  From here on out, the doppler is able to pick up the heartbeat, and that's just what it did.  I REALLY wish I had one of those things at home.  My anatomy ultrasound is already scheduled for February  6, WHAT.  I just found out I was pregnant, can this thing slow down please.  Roger and I once taked about how we would find out the sex of the next baby.  We were going to wait until the birth, but I really need to prepare myself for Gabrielle possibly sharing a room or turing our guestroom into a boys room.  Either way, I need to get my life together so waiting until July 7 is not an option.  SOOOOO, we agreed to host a gender reveal baby shower!

Bows or Bowties, Mustache or Lipstick sort of thing, Team Pink or Team Blue, etc.  Roger knows of a married couple at our job that bakes cakes, so we may reveal the gender through  cake cutting or trusting the Party City guy with the envelope to place one dozen pink or blue ballons in a box for us.  Either way, we will find out the same time as the rest of the party.  My sonographer will place it in an envelope and we'll ry not to open it. Let the planning begin!

Just us for Christmas Eve

My big girl is a huge breakfast eater, lunch and diner I should add also.  She eats two servings of breakfast every morning.  She MUST have oatmeal every morning.  Gabrielle has been eating oatmeal EVERY morning for the past year now.  I gravitated towards oatmeal because my sister always says she'd rather her kids eat something hot and warm before going out into the cold weather and I couldn't agree more.  It sticks to the bones also.  I remember someone telling the teachers at the daycare that "yes my son ate a big meal this morning, a pop tart".  I'm in my head like what.  Needless to say, I felt great that Gabrielle had her peaches and cream oatmeal.  Her second meal favorite breakfast is pancakes.  Roger and I made the mistake of going to McDonalds one morning before work and we've been every Wednesday since that very day.  Not only will she cry when we drive by and never stop, but she also plasters her face to the glass window crying PANCAKES, PANCAKES!!!!!

Christmas Eve couldn't be a better day to give Gabrielle just what she wanted, IHOP pancakes.  Roger and I had the day off and headed to breakfast early that morning. All I can say is STRAWBERRY SYRUP

Pancakesssssssssss

If you look closely, one cheek is filled with food!

You said I'm WHAT!

I mean anyone would think that when you're taking contraceptives, you're included in that 99% chance of not conceiving, right?  WRONG.  There's still  that wonderfull 1% chance that I fell into.  How great is that right?  No it really is great after it's been swallowed that "yes I'm having two kids even when I didn't plan on it this soon", and  remembering that "my plans are not the Lord's plans". 

After a very long miserable Thanksgiving weekend of back and stomach pain, I thought for sure I had some type of illness.  Being so lucky to work at a OBGYN as well as a patient of the practice, there were preg test gallore.  After about 4 or 5 test, I FINALLY got the hint that I didn't have an illness but a growing little baby.  I mean, I coudn't believe it, who gets pregnant on the dang on pill?  Tears consumed me for the next 2 weeks, I have to admitt.  I didn't know what Roger and I were going to do.  I was immediately discouraged that all my plans as far as school, daycare, my next three year plan was all crumbling before my very eyes.  Roger and Shawn were very HAPPY, but I just couldn't seem to get with it.  I will only say that the devil really had me down.  He had me right where he wanted me, but not for too long.  My Pastor once said that the Lord will let him get to you sometimes, but not all the time.  The Lord was there to pick me up, shake me around and let me know that He is still in control.  So I stand today to say bring it on baby!  If the Lord brought me to it, I know he will show Roger and I through it.  My co-worker who is a sonographer scanned me a few times, or maybe millions of times.  My due date went from July 4 to July 7 when I had my initial appointment with my doc.  Gabrielle will be turing 3 years old 2 months after and ready to take over!

So here's to another great 9 months of blogging and keeping you updated on the best of the best.