New Babe

Yesterday I had a doctor appointment, I was pretty excited and a little anxious. With both my previous pregnancies I had an ultrasound right around 8 weeks, it was nice to know that the baby was alive and kicking in there. With this baby for reasons that would take an entire other post to explain I did not have an ultrasound (mainly it has to do with switching insurances) so I really had no idea, besides how I felt, if the baby in there was alive and kicking. This past week I have been feeling the baby move in the evenings but I was still relieved to hear that sweet little heartbeat beating at 160 bpm (exact same as Colt and Jax at this stage). Besides that the appointment was boring (which is how I like it), blood pressure, weight check, urine sample, all labs had come back good. 

Pregnancy is a pretty scary thing, I try and not think about all the things that "could" go wrong with the baby, me, the pregnancy, etc. I want to enjoy being pregnant (I think this will be my last), I love feeling the baby move, love hearing the heartbeat, am looking forward to the first week of January when we will get to see this new little babe on the ultrasound. I know by the time I hit 36 weeks I will be done with being pregnant but until then I am going to try and make a conscious effort to enjoy this feeling for what may be the last time in my life. I had a horrible first trimester but its over now, I am feeling better and excited to meet our new addition in May. For all of you who have been asking, we will not be finding out the gender. I really enjoyed not knowing with Jax and Dave has agreed to go along with me and keep this baby a surprise too. It will be fun to come up with names for both a boy and a girl again.

In other news, we survived a week at home without Dave. He left last week for South Dakota with my dad to go deer/elk/pheasant hunting. He was successful in all areas and they will be home tomorrow afternoon. If anything it makes me more grateful that I have him. It is not easy being by yourself everyday, all day, for 9 days. My sister was 7 months pregnant and had a 4 and 2 year old when her husband was killed in a plane accident, that was 9 years ago and she has done a great job of raising my nieces. This past week has made me respect and admire her even more.

We are spending Thanksgiving in Kennewick with Dave's family this year. We are planning on running the 5k Turkey Trot that morning and then enjoy spending the time with family, eating and letting the kids play. I am sure the girls will be getting up way too early to shop on Black Friday, but I know it will be a lot of fun too!