14 Months


Dear Harper,

I write this as you yell at me from your room, because lately you don’t like to sleep. You’d rather throw all of your necessary sleeping aids (Fake Tom, bottle, and Binky) out of the crib and wait for The Mommy and The Daddy to come pick them all up to hand them to you. It’s not very funny, do stop.

You turned 14 months old yesterday. You are quiet the personality now, not that you weren’t before, you just learn new tricks and gain more traits each week! You have the most facial expressions I’ve ever seen on a baby, and they’re so funny. You will smile at EVERYONE. You always make friends, because you will smile at someone until they’re forced to recognize them! Nobody ever ignores you.

I knew that you’d learn the word “no”. I felt bad at first because, I must be saying it a lot for you to know it! I don’t really feel bad anymore because it’s super cute. You sound like Consuela, the housekeeper from family guy. I would prefer it if you’d use it at different times other than mealtime. Every time I try to feed you, you say “noooooooooooooooooo”! You also throw your hands up to your head every time I say “aye yayay” (in a spanish accent of course). You try your best to call our cats to you. I think you’re imitating Real Tom’s meow/howl. Every time we walk outside, he makes sure to tell us he’s out there and that we need to talk to him. It used to sound like you were looking at him and saying “dog”, but now I’m pretty sure you’re just speaking in cat to him. It’s a step in the right direction to mending your relationship with him, because all you’ve really done to him this far is poke his eye and scream at him. I’d be afraid of you too. He’ll come around.

Oh yea, your friend Mackie taught you how to walk! Well, sort of, you take steps now without our help! I’m convinced Mackie should make a “secrets to walking for babies” DVD. We could write her a testimonial to put on the back of the DVD.

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20130130-204235.jpgOther news:

  • You have 4 teeth.
  • You think fighting with me over food is fun.
  • Your hair looks amazing in pig tails, but is in your eye when it’s down.
  • You had your first cold the day after your birthday this year, and then gave it to me, thanks for that. ūüôā
  • You hate the doctor. Actually, you hate any sort of room that resembles a doctors office, that means changing you in bathrooms is a no no.
  • You have a ritual of taking off your socks and shoes in my car, and throwing them, making every car rid a scavenger hunt. I guess we won’t be having our windows down this summer. I’d hate for you to give a pedestrian a concussion with a sippy cup out the window!
  • You give kisses.
  • You LOVE LOVE LOVE to dance. You might like to dance even more than taking a bath.You like to lift up the Mommy’s shirt and poke the belly where your brother lives.
  • You love to sport polished nails. Okay, maybe I just love that.

Your favorite foods (when you eat) are:

  • Bananas
  • Yogurt
  • Pineapples
  • Pasta with red sauce
  • Rice
  • Cheerios
  • Green beans mixed with creamy soup
  • Potato soup
  • Hair rubber bands

 

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oh yea…you’ve discovered the toilets and toilet accessories! ¬†ARGH

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Even when I’m really sad, you will do things to make me laugh and that’s the best gift I could ask for. I’m amazed when I look back at your newborn pictures, it’s like it was yesterday. Time has gone by so fast and I want it back to re live!

Love,

The Mommy

Oh great wall, here you are again!!


I’m here at the wall. The (probably brick) one I’ve run into this pregnancy where everything is hitting me all fast and furious like.

My movements:

  • Slowest walker IN LIFE.
  • Boobs errrrrywhere. If I’d like to roll over in bed, I need to inventory to make sure all of my boobs came with me, and aren’t sitting on the other side of the bed, or even worse, the floor.
  • I do a mighty fine cowboy walk. As if I’m walking AROUND something. You can probably guess what I’m walking around, no it’s not the belly.
  • Bedtime rotisserie chicken turns allllll night. Right side, left side, right side, left side, back for as long as I can stand it, right side left side. You get it.
  • When I get out of bed in the morning, I have the posture of a t rex. All hunched over and grabbing my lady bits because they hurt so bad! Yea yea I know, Trex’s arms are too short to grab their lady bits…
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  • Give me a cart, I will lean on it during breaks at the publix. Like hardcore lean, people probably think something is wrong with me.
  • If I decide to lay flat on the floor, well I better have a buddy system going on, because I cannot get back up unless John helps me. My hips sort of lock? It’s strange. and VERY painful!
  • Don’t sit me in a chair more than an hour because I will be in tears from back pain! Why does sitting hurt so much?!

Feeling:

  • Like someone has been beating my Queen Victoria with a baseball bat.
  • Doomed. 8 more weeks is a LONG time to go when you feel like this already!
  • Tired, but unable to sleep.
  • WEIRD. I consistently tell people that something is wrong with me. I don’t know what it is though. I don’t know WHY I feel that way. I just feel off. Not right. I obsess on “what if my body is trying to tell me something is about to go wrong”!?
  • Overwhelmed, I have so much to do. Everything takes time and money- those are harder to come by since Harper is with me all day!
  • Fat. It’s a hard pill to swallow lately, but I know it’ll come off fast.

Anyone else hit their wall?

Hope not.

Oh yea, Harper ran into her wall yesterday haha! Turbo crawled right into it and looked embarrassed that I saw her!

Check out that bump!

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XOXO

Bell

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What’s his name?


Like we know. ¬†NOT. ¬†Picking Harper’s name was a cinch compared to this one…why? ¬†I don’t know. ¬†John says it’s because I picked the name. ¬†Even though he was the one who suggested that a name I ran across was cool…HARPER! ¬†I think he forgot that part. ¬†While he would be content using his doggie’s name as our new baby’s name, here is a list we are *almost* done with and I’d like to know what everyone’s favorite is! ¬†If you don’t like any of them, give me the scoop, what cute name have you heard lately?! ¬†We need help!

We may be the couple who names their baby when they meet him. ¬†That’s okay too, but both of us like to have control, so maybe we can agree on something sooner than birth! ¬†ūüôā

XOXO

Bell

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A week in passing…again.


Where have I been lately? Nowhere. Just not on wordpress. I mean, I’ve been here, I’ve just been lazy. I’d rather read everyone else’s posts instead of write my own!

Here we are at the 30 week mark of pregnancy! Well maybe a couple days past it, but like I said, I’m being lazy so I need to play catch up while I’m on here.
Here’s what mount Bell looks like:
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And here’s what my anthropologie bikini is supposed to look like compared to what it actually looks like:

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Yea…the top had to stay in my bikini basket…there’s no strapping those puppies in a bikini right now. ¬†I’ll bet your asking yourself why am I being a creepy weirdo with my bikini on in January, in the states, where it’s 35 degrees. ¬†I’ll tell you why. ¬†Because you wanted to know, right? ¬†I’ve been feeling off today. ¬†Something is just NOT right with my person. ¬†I don’t know what it is. ¬†I just know every time I stand up, it feels like my uh…pelvic floor…is breaking in half. ¬†Better description: ¬†Have you ever ridden a horse, and aren’t an avid rider? ¬†Do you know what your AREA 51 feels like the day after you ride that horse? ¬†THAT is what I’m feeling. ¬†Except I didn’t ride any horses. ¬†I’ve also been having a pain I can’t even really describe except for it COULD be braxton hicks, gas, the baby moving his feet further into my AREA, or early labor. ¬†I don’t know what it is, but it’s not good, I’m on edge about it, and I need it to go away. ¬†Until I’m sure it’s something terrible, I’m going to wait until my Thursday appointment to mention it to my doctor. ¬†I am just FOR SURE she will put me back on pericardia (the medicine that makes my blood pressure drop to about 70/40 – the dead person zone) and I just would rather eat a worm than take it. ¬†I’m so scared she will put me back on it, I don’t even really want to go to my appointment at all!! ¬†I had a hangover for 3 days after my last dose.

Oh wait, I was telling you why I was in my bikini… ¬†It was bath time, I was hurting, and I wanted in the bath too (because it holds up the weight of the bump). ¬†The days of naked bathing are over for ME with Harper. ¬†It’s not that it’s inappropriate at this age, but she grabs at cool new things she sees…and well…that’s just weird for me. ¬†All of my “cool new things” just need to be covered up. ¬†IE- bikini!

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Sweet isn’t she? ¬†Here’s the face she was making last night:

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TEETH SUCK.

Anyway, here are the 30 week pregnancy stats:

¬†30 week statsSize of the baby:¬†Hisboyscanswim.com says our boy is around 16 inches long, which is the size of the front tire on the original Big Wheel. ¬†The bump.com says he is now strong enough to grasp our a finger. ¬†They also say he’s getting a bigger brain.

Weight gain: I have reached bison status. ¬†With 2 more months to go, ¬†I’m a little worried for myself. ¬†There’s just NO way I will skip the stretch marks this time…no way.

Gender: In case you missed our gender reveal video:

Movement: Violent movement. ¬†Like some Fred Flinstone movement in my AREA. ¬†It’s not good. ¬†I remember loving it when I would feel ¬†Harper…I just cannot say it’s pleasant this time. ¬†Of course I want to feel it, but that doesn’t mean I love it. ¬† OUCH.

What I miss: Going to church. ¬†Some things are just overwhelming. ¬†They’re not overwhelming ALL the time, but some days it’s just EVERYTHING. ¬†Last sunday I drove all the way to church WITH Harper. ¬†Our church is about 40 minutes away. ¬†So it’s not just down the street. ¬†I get there exactly on time. ¬†Which is late, since I have to park, put her in the nursery, and find a seat. ¬†My church is BIG. ¬†CRAZY BIG. ¬†They have 3 services every sunday, all of which are packed tight. ¬†This day was no different. ¬†Parking was a nightmare. ¬†I drove around 10 minutes looking for a good spot. ¬†I didn’t want to carry a baby (literally) a half a mile to get into the church doors, and that’s where all the parking attendants wanted me to park. ¬†Even the handicapped parking was booked solid. ¬†I know, what was I thinking, trying to find a handicapped spot in a CHURCH when I’m not legally handicapped…but I was desperate! ¬†I have a full on waddle and my AREA is breaking. ¬†I realize the time, realize I’ve missed my favorite part of the pregame church music, and would still love to grab a hot chocolate, AND check the kid in the nursery. ¬†I mean, I might as well just go in and get a hot chocolate and leave because the service will basically be over by then. ¬†I do what any rational person would do. ¬†I cry hysterically and leave church.

Cravings: Steak subs from Jersey Mikes and soda. ¬†Fail of the week: ¬†Went to Jersey Mike’s and got it to go since Harper was being mean to me, place my super healthy mountain dew on top of my car while loading up, and hear it fall off the roof as I pulled out of the parking lot. ¬†UGH. ¬†Can something go right!?

Symptoms: Pains. ¬†Back, V-jay, and stomach mainly. ¬†Restlessness…I’d like to blame it on the pains I’m having, but I’m not 100% sure that’s the problem. ¬†When I can’t sleep at night, it’s because I’m obsessing over things. ¬†I think it was sparked by the early labor a couple of weeks ago. ¬†I’m realizing hardly anything is done. ¬†When we were in the hospital, the crib was not even at our house…and if it was, there would’ve been no room for it! ¬†John’s parent’s generously brought it over this weekend, and all I could think about was how it didn’t have any sort of bedding. ¬†Well not MY bedding. ¬†I don’t know why, but the bedding and curtains are the most important thing to me in the room. ¬†I know those things don’t complete a room, but they set it up so nicely, and I can build around and match things to them! ¬†Last night I was obsessing over what colors to pain the room. ¬†So I did the sane thing, and got up to paint horazontal stripes on the wall at midnight. ¬†Although they came out way better than I expected, the paint was just too dark. ¬†We bought the right paint today and who knows, it’s only 10pm, I could paint the whole room at 3am right? ¬†Is this what nesting is like? ¬†I don’t remember obsessing so much over getting things done with Harper this soon. ¬†In fact, I’m pretty sure I kept putting it off.

Best moment this week: Ordering most of our bedding and buying our curtain material to send to my mother in law, since she did such a fabulous job on Harper’s curtains! ¬†I told her she could probably go into business selling them! ¬†I’m sure they’re too much work to actually do that with all the time, but still, they’re great!

OH YEA, AND IT SNOWED IN ALABAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Worst moment this week: ¬†No need to even list it, I’ve already made an entirely Negative Nancy post.

There you have it, our week.

Say a prayer for my AREA if you have time.

Hope everyone else’s AREA is good!!!!

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XOXO

Bell

Dance time Thursday!!!


Let’s ignore that I picked the channel with the nastiest rap ever!!! ¬† I’ll have to mute that if I show it to her later in life!!!! ¬†WHOOPS.

Hope you’re dancing too.

XOXO

Bell

Kisses for all mankind


I have been on a DIY rampage lately. Well, I mean, I just found 4 projects I wanted to do that took minimal effort.

1. Paint chip mobile -Google it to know what it’s SUPPOSED to look like, and keep in mind, it’s almost totally free to make!!!! I’m into that.

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2. Paint chip rose Valentine’s Day wreath. PAIN IN THE _ _ _!!!! It was just so pretty online I couldn’t resist. Appealing parts : It’s really cool and cheap. 8$ total to make. Parts that make you want to stab yourself with your fiskers: It takes FOREVER. No really. It does. I’m factoring in around 2-3 hours per night for 5 nights. THEN add the part where you have to rape your local home depot of your favorite color paint swatches. I did a really dumb thing, I only wanted one color. I had to take every single dusty rose paint sample from THREE different home depots. THREE. There are no dusty rose paint swatches in the greater birmingham area now. I’m sure of it.

My wreath isn’t complete yet, I still have to fill in some bald spots, but since it’s raining and I can’t display it yet, I am giving myself a break until the sun comes back around. Here it is: Cute even though unfinished!

20130115-002608.jpg3. Paint chip Valentine’s day cards. I was going for a very hand made look for this one. I sent out 25 Valentines this year. Each card contains 10 paint chip hearts. (10 because you have to do one on front, and one on back of each heart) So I hand constructed 250 hearts taped to 25 strings of yarn for the total project. It was a little more in depth than I expected, but it was a total cost of 6$ and a few hours of work one night. Totally worth it since professionally made Valentine’s day cards (with person photos on them) will run you 2.00 or more. No thanks.

Here’s my result:

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20130115-001629.jpg4. Kissing booth. I had to have a picture to put in my cards. I’d already bought Harper some ultra cute valentine’s clothing and was just going to throw a picture of her in a pink dress in each card. BUT my friend sent me a picture of a newborn photo shot, a little baby girl in a basket with a sign labeled “kisses 5 cents” above it. Que the pinterest searches for real kissing booths and I’d figured out what we would be doing for the next week.

As I emptied a ginormous box of diapers (one of the huggies 250 counts from costco), it came to me. HOLY CRAP THIS BOX IS PERFECT SIZE FOR A KISSING BOOTH!!!! I immediately cut the top flap off and scooted downstairs to spray paint the whole thing black. I stenciled my letters and cut out hearts onto my pieces and glued the top flap on with hot glue and wooden dowels I had laying around. PERFECTO!!!! And cheap. Really cheap. Free since I had all the supplies at home. It just needed a finishing touch of balloons. 6$ at party city. Here is my 6$ photo booth!

HAPPY EARLY VALENTINES DAY, PEOPLE!!!!

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She is yelling at our cat, Tom.

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Mom, did you know that Tom is over there?!

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My Mammaw’s necklace added a perfect touch, don’t ya think?!

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She is blowing us a kiss!! SO SMART!

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XOXO

Bell and Harper

 

A de-breeching.


The past 2 weeks are getting to me. My doctor confirmed that I do indeed have a breeched m17 hellcat in my stomach. This explains why I feel like there are 2 whole feet in my VERY low pelvic region. Every twist and turn hurts! I’m too afraid to take a mirror down there, because I’m just sure a foot is sticking out. So, for selfish reasons only, I would like to de breech this kid. I’m 90% sure we will have a c section since it’s been so soon since we had Harper via c section, so it really is my SELFISH need to feel better. I’m only a little over 7 months pregnant, and am freaking out at the prospect of getting more uncomfortable than I already am. 2 months of progressively getting worse. I shudder.

Here’s a short practice run on project debreech (a breech tilt):

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Note to self: My boobs look so much better upside down.

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I’ve also been doing the cat stretch, knee-chest position, and downing lots of orange juice.

Anyone have any success with non-painful methods?

Everyone say a prayer that soon, I will have more room in my pelvis. Because things are just not working out right now down there.

XOXO

Bell

That’s so cute…wait, no it’s not!


I had been sort of waiting for Harper to notice baby brother in the workings. One day I lifted my shirt and showed her my belly. Huge hit. She would touch it and laugh! It was really sweet. She recently started to lift my shirt while we were watching tv and touch my belly button. Still cute.
So we are at publix today, and she touches my stomach- cute right?
Then she starts to lift my shirt up in the middle of the store!! NOT CUTE! ūüôā I really didn’t think this whole thing through.

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She did lift up her daddy’s shirt the other night and poke his belly button with laughter… Which made me laugh so hard I cried and probably peed a little. I told her that was daddy’s baby.

28 Weeks


Well, hello third trimester, you certainly came so much more quickly than the second!

We’ve had an eventful couple of days.

Ya see, yesterday I went in for my 28 week appointment along with one hour glucose test. Let me ask you this? Does any sane person like the sugar drink? Because I was totally into it because I was craving sugar.
Shortly after my crack cocaine orange drink, the baby WENT NUTS BANANAS BONKERS! The first part of the appointment went well, my cervix was long and closed, which is what we want right now.

Next, was monitoring time since I had to wait an hour anyway for the sugar drink to be raging through my veins.

I get hooked up like some sort of science experiment and am left alone in the room.

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I start playing tetris and try my best to ignore how many times this kid is turning, stretching, and punching me in the underwear area. It was getting uncomfortable!!! He is just SO low. It’s a much more uncomfortable feeling than I remember from Harper.

Then my monitors went cray cray. I kept trying to look to see what was up and all I saw was the baby’s heart rate looking funny. I can’t read those stupid strips for anything! After about 5 minutes of the loud beeps, the dr comes in to check out my strips. She stared, and stared, and stared! Then she called in her nurse to stare with her. Then their tech came in to stare. I was officially being looked at like I was going to explode.

AND NOBODY WAS SAYING ANYTHING!

Until………this:

Dr G: Did you hear that?!?
Nurse M: Yeah I did…it’s like theres a second beat.
Me: I turned a color that indicated bewilderment.

They then assured me they thought their machine was picking up my heartbeat as well as the babys. Thanks for giving me a stroke, people.

They watched and watched and watched some more. Apparently they were hearing what sounded to them like arrhythmia in the baby’s heartbeat. And get this, I was having contractions every 3 minutes.

They scurried me over to have an ultrasound, and I got to see his sweeeeet face!!!! EEEEK!!!

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I waddled back to the office and Dr G told me to wobble down to labor and delivery because they needed to watch the baby and make my contractions stop. Wonderful.

I submit all of my medical information to the admissions receptionist. We had a little conversation like this:
Receptionist: Whose your dr?
Me : Dr. G
Receptionist: Oh okay so you’re getting induced today right?
Me: Sh*t, really? Do I look full term already!??

Moving along… I was hooked up to everything under the sun only to be told I was fine 8 hours later. They did manage to shove 2 procardia pills down my throat half way through my stay to lower my blood pressure (supposed to stop contractions). Those stupid pills are like hangover pills. I STILL have a headache from my blood pressure dropping into the dead fish zone. I’m so thankful she didn’t send me home with orders to take this med YET. I am really not sure I can do it! Taking care of a 1 year old under the influence of the hangover pill is HARD. How do those moms I see going to bars every week do it? I couldn’t take care of a kid hungover!

That was our day, now we are home and partially happy, with the exception of my headache and dead fish syndrome.

Here are the 28 week stats

Size of the baby: He is about 2.5 lbs and 15 inches long already!!! He always measures big for us! According to babycenter, he is the size of a chinese cabbage. (?)

Weight gain: I’m reaching bison status.

Gender: In case you missed our gender reveal video:

<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/52246066″>Eddins Reveal</a> from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/mckenziemillerfilms”>McKenzie Miller Films</a> on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

Movement: He is away every hour for sure! I don’t want to say it’s more movement than with Harper, it’s just more uncomfortable, so I focus on it a lot. He is feet down, I assume his feet are in my vagina actually, because it’s REALLY not a great feeling when he moves.

What I miss: My entire wardrobe! Being tan. Thongs. Yea, I said it.

Cravings: Fried pickles, fried calamari, chocolate cake with ice cream, orange juice, sour cream.

Symptoms: Tiredness, to the point that I can actually have a 20 minute nap everyday. This is unusual for me, I have been tossing and turning trying to nap for months, but just could never get to sleep, I’m SO glad I can have a few minutes of real rest. AND THIS. Yuck.

Best moment this week: Having John close enough to home he could take his lunch break with us. And doing a super cute DIY valentines project…soon to be presented on the blog! You’ll all just die.

Worst moment this week: Being in the hospital!

Oh yeah, and here’s the bump:

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This afternoon I think Harper was wanting some bump love because she crawled up on the couch to hug my tummy!

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then watched Teen Mom with me almost the entire show!  She loves to hear the kids on there talk!

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I hope everyone else is doing good and nobody feels like a dead fish.

XOXO

Bell

 

Hair, photos, heartburn and teeth


I like my hair more this week than I did 2 weeks ago. It’s lighter, see?
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From the upward view you can’t really see the bump, right?
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But from this angle, here he is!

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The source of ALL THIS HEARTBURN!!!!!! No really, it’s a lot of heartburn. I’m SO hungry ALL the time……..I will visualize what sort of nasty junk I am going to eat……..then get heartburn. BEFORE eating. Don’t get me wrong, the heartburn doesn’t discourage me from eating the nasty junk…..it’s just a minor speed bump on the way to fried pickle land. Did I ever mention that my in laws bought me a deep fryer for Christmas?! They totally know my hobbies. Deep frying EVERYTHING.

So here I am again, endorsing the iphone’s front cam……….it’s like owning your own photobooth!
SHE’S SUCH A TINY HUMAN NOW!!!

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One other note, she is teething. Like angry, mean, terrible teething. I have no clue how she was so MAD all morning and then was smiling for our home photo shoot! I need these teeth to come in before baby 2.0 gets here!!! This won’t work out with a newborn! Does EVERY tooth make a baby turn into a parent eating monster?! How many teeth will she get?!???? I’m 26 and I’m cutting a molar right now…will this ever end?!

Whatever you do…


Don’t go to Old Navy to see the cuteness they have put out for girls!!!

Today Harper and I went to meet a Birmingham mothers group. It went well…she was able to see other kids and interact with them, even though she’s one of the youngest there I think she enjoyed it!

I had somewhere to be right after lunch, so I decided to hit up a place to eat at the outdoor mall I was already at, or we wouldn’t have a chance to eat until 2. Harper ate a bowl of macaroni and figured out how to use a straw! We had been trying to teach her how FOREVER, I think she just got spoiled with us dropping water in her mouth from straws like a baby bird, and just never had a reason to learn. We wrapped up lunch just in time to head to my appointment. We were full speed in the stroller towards the exit…then it happened. Someone said “ma’am your baby just spit up”.

No big deal right?

OH MY GOSH. I looked down into the stroller to see that she hadn’t spit up, she had THROWN UP. Like 3 cups worth of throw up. LIKE A LOT OF THROW UP. ALL over her. ALL over the stroller. ALL over her fur boots. I run to the front where the hostess stand was and frantically asked for a towel. The waiter looked at Harper, and handed me a linen napkin. I could’ve strangled him. I SAID TOWEL, MAN!!! TOWEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I went behind the hostess stand myself and grabbed a REAL towel threw it over her, and barked at the idiot host “WHERE ARE YOUR BATHROOMS?!????”.

He pointed to the back.

I scurry to the bathroom with my vomit covered kid and realize I didn’t pack ANY extra clothes. NONE. Not even a blanket to wrap her up in.

I did what any rational person would do, stripped her down, wrapped her in a thin towel, and threw my scarf over her neck.

Now what?

I’m at an OUTDOOR mall. I have to go outside with my naked STINKY kid who is wearing a toga. It’s a little chilly!!!

I RAN to the Old navy a few stores down, went to the back and realized I was in baby girl clothes heaven. The outfit I found totally kind of made up for the nasty incident.

Check it:

 

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Go to Old navy. Now. LOVED everything they had out! Lots of umbrella stuff!!!

I hope nobody else out there got thrown up on today!

XOXO

BELL

99 problems but the Biltmore ain’t one!


The day after Christmas we departed to North Carolina for a vacay with my in-laws. I had worried, worried, worried, worried, and WORRIED about how the car ride would go with the baby. And the baby inside of me. Turns out babies aren’t the problem! Harper rode with her Nina and Pawpaw the whole trip to NC, so I wouldn’t have to stress out over her in the car, and that was awesome of them. Then I figured out that the problem I should’ve been worried about was my back! Oh yea, and my nerves. The back was the worst I’d felt in a while. There was NO escape, I couldn’t lay down, couldn’t’ stand up, couldn’t walk around…NOTHING to make it feel better! The whole ride was full of me thinking or saying profanities.

Anyways, we got to spend some nice time with the family, and I got some GREAT pictures of everyone! I really liked the way Harper’s older cousins treated her, they were so sweet to her!

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I had a difficult first few days due to back pain and Harper waking up several times a night. I just kept thinking she was cold, hot, uncomfortable, or confused about where she was. Turns out she’s getting another tooth! That would’ve been nice to know while we were fighting for our sweet precious sleep.

The last day was my favorite. We went to The Biltmore, courtesy of my Mother and Father in law. It was really cool! The perfect spot for pictures too! I’m so glad I brought my good camera with both lenses with us! I did end up dipping out on the last leg of the trip because I was pretty sure they’d have to carry me through the last hour, but hey, I lasted from 10:45-5:30. I think that’s pretty good. I paid for it in back pain afterwards , but it was still greatness!

Here’s my photo dump!

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I have a Christmas post to put up, but for some reason I can’t finish it! Maybe I’ll post it next year ūüôā Along with my 2012 review like everyone else is doing maybe? Who knows…gotta stay predictable!

XOXO

Bell

OH AND FYI, IF YOU HAVE AN IPHONE, TURN THE FRONT FACING CAMERA ON FOR YOUR KID. IT’S CUTENESS. SEE BELOW:

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Things have changed!


The last time I hit 26 weeks I wrote this post. Now that we are almost 27 weeks I am looking back to see how I felt at this point with our first and am noticing some changes!

One thing in particular is a clear cut difference this time around: I don’t really care to be touched. With Harper, I wanted my tummy to be rubbed all the time. I wanted to sit and stare at Mt. Bump and watch it move all around. I even liked it when my coworkers would put their hands on it. I’m not against people briefly touching it and saying “awwww how cute”…but I don’t encourage it this time around. The only reason I can come up with, is that I feel like there’s a thick barrier on the front of my womb, well it’s a fact, I have anterior placenta. Baby just isn’t as close to the surface as I prefer. When he moves around, I feel it in my underwear areas instead of my stomach. It sort of makes me think people can’t really touch him properly. I also feel more uncomfortable in my lower belly. Either he’s further down, or the placenta is making me have the illusion that he his sitting really low and making me a little miserable. Who wants the most uncomfortable part of them to be touched?

I haven’t even let anyone else feel him move besides John, and I don’t even let that happen terribly often. You basically have to have your hand in my underoos to feel him moving around, and I’m not comfortable putting anyone else’s hand that far down my belly just to feel! They’ll have to wait until he turns face down and the kicks move up I guess!

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The second thing involves the cravings. I was really specific on what I wanted at 26 weeks with Harper. Fried pickles mainly. With baby boy, I can’t really pick out one specific thing that I would eat every day all day. I just want to EAT!!! EVERYTHING!!! I could eat all the time. No really, all the time. The only thing preventing me from eating sometimes, is when I’ve eaten SO much that I think I will throw up if I eat another snack. I eat until midnight.

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The one consistent is the back pain. I forgot how bad it was! Some magical spell cast over me in my 7-8th (?) month of pregnancy that took all of my back pain away. It was amazing. I kept thinking “this will not last more than a day!!”, but it did. It lasted after Harper was born! Well, minus those last 2-3 weeks of pregnancy. I need the back pain to go away soon, because I’m having front pain too! I only need one! I don’t know how to manage both at the same time! Tylenol OTC is a big brand, but it just doesn’t do anything for me! Tylenol 3’s are where it’s at, people. I can’t really take one without feeling guilty(even though they were prescribed by my OB) and nauseated though…so I get one every 2 weeks usually. The reprieve is awesome. (If I don’t feel sick that is.)

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Here’s to only having one sided pain instead of two sided pain!

XOXO

Bell

2012 in review


The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 46,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 11 Film Festivals

Click here to see the complete report.

A month ahead


It happened a month earlier than last time…SOMEONE NOTICED I WAS PREGNANT IN PUBLIC AND ASKED!
It’s a general rule to never ask. But I had been waiting for someone to ask! Actually, the lady didn’t even ask, she just said so is Harper expecting a little brother or a little sister?
It’s the pregnant women who play around with the public by responding to these types of confrontations with “no I’m not pregnant” that ruin it for the ones who actually want to be noticed as expecting instead of a heavy beer drinker!
I spent the day getting my hair color fixed and paroozing a maternity store that I never knew existed. If you live in Alabama (which you probably don’t since half of my followers are in another country), you should visit the swanky stork in Homewood. If you’re not in Alabama, you can go to their website, but they’re expensive online. I was super disappointed when I wanted to give everyone the site name once I saw the prices online are double or triple what I saw in store. The dress I bought was 50$, but they have no dresses under 129$ online. Ain’t nobody got time for that. See the video reference below if you’re not from the south.

Anyways…here’s the dress, the hair, and the baby the day someone was confident enough to ask about my bump.
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I think the hair looks better than it did… sometimes I look at it and think it looks great…then other times I will think it looks strange. I think it’s just a big change. I didn’t think it would be a big change since the red hair debacle of 2012.

In other news Santa stopped by our house to bring John a big giant crazy grill that has a gas section, charcoal section, smoker, and cooking eye. Santa also dropped a new iphone5 in my stocking! This early Santa stuff is probably not going to fly in about 2-3 years! Actually, in 2-3 years I’m not sure Santa can afford that sort of quality of gifts for everyone, so lets do this while we can!
XOXO
Bell

25 Week Post


For those normal people out there, that’s 6 months and 1 week.

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It really looks sooooo much bigger when I’m standing up…….but who wants to stand up? Not this girl.

Also, look at my hair. I paid someone to make it look like this. That sounds really rude. But it IS what I asked for. I asked for roots. Well, I asked for an ombre hair color job. If you’re a hair stylist, chances are you’re not an ombre expert…I get it. I used to work in a hospital, where I was expected to draw blood from people. You know what? I had to practice on someone. That’s right people, I stuck needles in patients with no idea of how to do it. Well, I had some idea, but not any real human experience. That’s how education works. I’m not upset the hair is a little off from what I asked for because the nice stylist offered to fix it tomorrow, and I’m all fine and dandy with that.
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Here’s what I wanted it to look like compared to how it turned out:

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Maybe I was just wishing the hair style would make me look as skinny and tan as Giulana Rancic.

 

Anyways…here’s what’s going on inside and outside of my body.

Size of the baby: He is about 1.5lb in weight, you might compare his size to a cauliflower now. ¬†It’s crazy to think that in just 2 weeks he has grown a half a pound! ¬†Probably more than that since I’ve been eating like a sumo wrestler. ¬†Parents.com says my baby is making his first poop right now. ¬†Lovely.

Weight gain: I’m big. ¬†That is all.

Gender: Boy!!!!

Movement: Every few hours I feel him. ¬†But since I have an anterior placenta, it’s such a strange feeling compared to what Harper felt like. ¬†I feel him move, but the feeling is down LOW. ¬†Like I’m getting kicked in my lady parts instead of my tummy. ¬†I would describe it as if someone were to stomp on your foot, but your hand hurt when they did it instead. ¬†Phantom like feeling.

What I miss: ¬†I miss having Tom lay on my stomach every night. ¬†If only I could find a kitten rental store in town. ¬†And before you call me crazy, I saw a story on the news about a girl who rents out puppies!!! ¬† So it’s real, people!!!!

Cravings: Lebanese cookies called ghraybeh. ¬†My mother in law makes them every Christmas, and even though she puts nuts in them (which I don’t normally like), THE’RE SO GOOD. ¬†She released her family recipe to me last week and of course I’m almost done eating my whole batch. ¬†They’re buttery heaven. ¬†The recipe calls for SEVEN sticks of butter. ¬†SEVEN. ¬†Not that it deters me from eating them.

Symptoms: Braxton Hicks contractions, extreme hunger, and amazing nails.

Best moment this week: ¬†When Harper said “Mon-KEY”!!! ¬†Oh, and finishing my Christmas shopping for John. ¬†Now if I could just START on everyone else’s gifts!

Worst moment this week: ¬†I have 2 worst moments. ¬†1. ¬†going to Harper’s year old check up for FOUR shots. ¬†ūüė¶ ¬†FOUR!!!!! ¬† 2. ¬†Realizing that I was completely caught up on the “Parenthood” series on TV. ¬†I think it’s my all time favorite TV show.

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Holding on to Fake Tom knowing she’s in the doctor’s office.

I must say after typing this out, my worst moments don’t even compare to what some people are feeling this Christmas, especially in the CT massacre. My heart hurts for everyone involved. I quit watching the news the day it happened. I was basically disgusted with the things I saw the media releasing. I feel like pictures of terrified students leaving the school are inappropriate to air to the world. Video of medical examiners entering the school broke my heart even more for some reason. I just kept thinking, what if you’re the victim’s family and you’re seeing these medical examiners going to be with a child you can’t even see yet. There were a handful of inappropriate things aired on the news that day, and I’m sure they’re still being aired. I’m disappointed that the police didn’t close that entire scene off from the media until the entire investigation was complete. I’m not “looking for someone to project my anger about the situation on”, I’m simply pointing out that they should know better, use more discretion, and be more thoughtful. They should say “would I want to see this footage if my child were in that school”?

I’m also curious about if the news of this tragedy is reaching my overseas followers…guys???

Hug your kids and enjoy your week with them!
XOXO
BEll

Huh?


Me: Here’s some yogurt, baby!! YUM!!

Harper: yah yah yah yah…dadadadadadada….ahhhhhh!!!

Me: Hang on I gotta turn the meat over so it doesn’t burn, just give me a few seconds!!!!

Harper: MONKEY!!!

Me: Huh?  Did you just say monkey?!????!!!!!

Harper: MON-KEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She’s never said a REAL word that’s not just a short cut word!

Here’s me shoving ANOTHER video down your throat, but I just can’t help myself!!!!

I die.

XOXO

Bell

Advent-urous


Here is my second advent project for this Christmas!

You’ll notice that I’m a slacker and have only done the 12 days before Christmas instead of the traditional 25 for advents, but I just didn’t want to paint 12 more bags and make 12 more ornaments this year! ¬†I will add the other 12 for next Christmas when we have 2 babies! ¬†Plus, I started way behind on these advent projects so we would’ve had to open 12 at once just to catch up to the current date!

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The theme is "hand made"........so I personally rolled my own felt ornament out of roving...it's the first one I've done, so I'm okay with it!

The theme is “hand made”……..so I personally rolled my own felt ornament out of roving…it’s the first one I’ve done, so I’m okay with it!

Here is Harper starting her book advent, actually she was catching up since I forgot to have her open one last night! Whoops! Looks like tomorrow we will have to put up THREE advent ornaments since I wasn’t able to get that together until JUST now!
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I think the books are a hit!
Hope you’re having a good holiday season at your homes!
XOXO
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Bubonic plague and books


I haven’t posted lately because of the bubonic plague walking pneumonia I have had. ¬†Apparently when you are pregnant, you’re immune system sucks. I quickly caught whatever Harper had, let it stew inside of me, and received a gift of pneumonia from the pregnancy gods. ¬†I’ve never had any kind of pneumonia in my life! ¬†Why do I have to get it NOW!? ¬†The good news is that the doctor said I was on my way “out” of the pneumonia doors since I had waited so long to actually come in to see her.

Anywho…whilst on my death bed, I scoured the blog world for children’s Christmas ideas and found a couple I REALLY love!

The first is advent Christmas books for the 12 days of Christmas. ¬†We are doing 12 instead of your regular 25 because….well 25 books would cost a TON of money unless I got the really rinky dink ones. ¬†Don’t get me wrong, she likes those a lot too, I just wanted to have something really special for her first christmas of being able to actually know things are going on. ¬†Only about 5 of the books are Christmas books, and the others are anytime books because my book supplier of choice was already severely picked through from all the moms that are actually on top of things this year.

Here is my Christmas book advent basket so far:

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She will start opening books on Friday night for her nightly reading!  So excited!

I haven’t perfected it yet, I think next year I want to wrap the books in brown parchment paper for a more vintage look!

If you want to use this idea, I got the free printable numbers from Makdoodle.com  .  They have some REALLY cute other ideas for Holiday fun other than Christmas!

I still have one more advent activity in mind to do this year if I have time to get it together and I will definitely be sharing because it is ADORABLE!

Oh, and if you’re wondering if Harper is feeling better just look at these:

 

Get it?

If you liked her mad dance skills you should show us some love by VOTING for us on Top Baby Blogs! ¬†ūüôā

XOXO

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