Week 19, 20 & 21~

Sometimes you just don't feel like smiling!


19 weeks front


19 weeks side

How far along? 20 weeks

Total weight gain/loss: I’m up 8lbs, which is 2lbs less then with Reagan.

Maternity clothes? Yep, but the sad thing is I don’t have really any summer clothes. I’m pregnant in the wrong time of the year this time because I only have jeans and long sleeve shirts.

Stretch marks? NOPE. I’m crossing my fingers that I don’t get any this time. 

Sleep: Sleeping great, but can’t seem to sleep in past 5:30 when Jake gets up for work.
Best moment this week: Reagan is crazy about kissing my belly because she thinks she is kissing her baby sister. It pretty much melts my heart.
Miss Anything? Not really. I would like to wear my normal summer clothes and maybe have a beer. It’s not like I ever really drink, but having the option would be nice.

Movement: She is pretty active in the evenings, but I think that is because this is the only time I finally get to just sit and relax.
Food cravings: Umm…I have wanted ice-cream. I think it’s the sweet and cold. When it’s SUPER hot outside some nice cold ice-cream taste AMAZING!
Anything making you queasy or sick: I feel GREAT! I’m pretty tired by the evening, but I think that is because I have been waking up so dang early.  
Have you started to show yet: Yeppers. I got a baby bump. I even had a lady at the store ask me if I was having another girl, when Reagan and I went shopping.
Gender: It’s a GIRL!
Labor Signs: Nope.
Belly Button in or out? It’s still in, but becoming less deep.
Wedding rings on or off? On
Happy or Moody most of the time: I am pretty darn happy!
Looking forward to:  I’m excited to spend some good quality time with Reagan over the summer.

 

Reagan is loving her new dress up clothes.


I know that this isn't the best picture, but Jake wanted to show me he played dress up with Reagan. He told me that she made him put on a dress and crown. I think he is going to do just great having another girl running around.


The best place to spend a HOT HOT day..... In the shade, only in a diaper and  playing with the water table.


20 week front


20 week side


This is what a 2007 Toyota 4 Runner looks like when it comes in contact with a deer on the freeway at 55 miles per hour. I actually think it looks pretty good considering .










This actually looks better than it had looked the day before. Reagan with Roseola and let me say, "IT SUCKS."

How far along? 21 weeks

Total weight gain/loss: gained 8.5lbs
Maternity clothes? Yep, but I still don’t look really prego yet.
Stretch marks? Nope, crossing my fingers I won’t have to ever answer “yes” to the question.
Sleep: Ya, I’m sleeping great now that Reagan is over having Roseola.
Best moment this week: The day we hit week 21 because week 20 was such a nightmare.
Miss Anything? I would love to have a proper cooked steak.

 Movement: She is not a big mover, but I’m so busy with Reagan that I don’t notice her moving much until Reagan is asleep.
Food cravings: I have been not wanting to eat anything other then spinach salads & s’more Ben & Jerry’s ice-cream.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope feel like a champ.
Have you started to show yet: I have a little pot belly.

Gender: It’s a girl and they confirmed it on 6/5/2012 that she is still a girl.
Labor Signs: Nope.
Belly Button in or out? Still totally in.
Wedding rings on or off? On
Happy or Moody most of the time: I am pretty darn happy!
Looking forward to:  I’m so happy that week 20 is over because last week was a nightmare. I’m looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend with my family.  

Week 21 Front


Week 21 side

This posting is long awaited, but I finally have a little time to myself to talk about week 19 & 20 of my pregnancy. Week 19 was crazy because we got home from our trip to Washington on the 22^nd of May.  I will write all about the trip in another posting, as I have so much to talk about that it has to be a posting all on its own. We got to find out on May 24^th that we’re having another GIRL! Jake and I decided to take Reagan along to the appointment, which might not have been the smartest thing because she couldn’t sit still for the life of her. If you’re almost 2 and your parents want you to do something like sit still for 45 minutes you most definitely won’t. I had a feeling the whole time that we were having another girl, but this pregnancy was a bit different than with Reagan. It wasn’t like night and day different, but it was all its own. This time around my face never broke out like a 16 year-old, which it did with Reagan. I could also pretty much eat whatever I wanted, but when I was pregnant with Reagan I lived on Special K cereal. I never had morning sickness in either of my pregnancies. I also think that my stomach didn’t “pop” as soon this time around. I know that it is nuts, considering everyone says with your second you show so much sooner, but not for me. That is all I can really think of as far as this time being different then before.

When I was sitting on the table waiting to find out, I just had the gut feeling that I was having another girl. I know that when I first found out that I was pregnant I was hoping that we would have another girl. I never had a sister growing up, and I thought it would be great to have two girls. I know that they will fight and won’t be able to stand each other at times, but in the end families with two girls are just special. I never had a sister to steal her clothes, play dolls with, play dress up (though I did dress up my brothers), talk about boys with or have girl talk. The girls that I know who came from a family of two kids seem to be close as adults, as I’m sure my girls will be. I’m excited for all the ups and downs of having two girls running around. I’m not going to lie and say that I didn’t have a split second of sadness that I wasn’t having a boy, but it was really only a split second. When Jake and I were walking back to the car Jake said to me, “We’re not trying for a 3^rd to get a boy.” I couldn’t agree more. I feel like two will complete our family. I don’t need to have a son to feel done. It’s weird because Jake and I both come from a family of three and we have said from the start that we will never have three. Reagan has been telling us for months that Mommy has a baby girl in her belly, I guess we should have listen to her from the start. Later that night we got the next exciting thing, which is Jake got to finally feel our baby girl kick. I have been feeling her for a while, but it has continued to get stronger and Jake got to feel her finally. I do have to say that feeling your baby move is one of the most amazing things ever. The rest of week 19 was pretty low key. We just were getting back on track from our vacation.

Week 20 of my pregnancy started off just as any other Thursday does. I was excited that we had reached the halfway mark. When I was going through fertility stuff, I thought 20 weeks of pregnancy was something I may never reach, but thank you GOD I have made it. I will be holding my sweet baby girl in no more than 20 more weeks. Then on Friday June 1^st, 2012 things started to heat up. We had a typical Friday around our house, but the weather turned and so did everything else. We were under tornado watch most of the evening, until the following day. Reagan wasn’t acting like her normal self, but I figure that it was nothing to worry about. Jake had given her a late snack and I figured that was the reason she wasn’t interested in any of her dinner. She actually refused to read a second book at bedtime. I thought she felt warm, but Jake figured that it was because our house was warm. The next morning Reagan decided to wake up at 5am, with a nice high fever. It was extremely strange because she was acting normal. She didn’t have a cold, cough, flu, etc. I thought maybe it was teeth, as she is very seldom sick. We broke our rule of how much TV she is allowed to watch because I wanted her to rest; I also just wanted to sit like a zombie on the couch for at least an hour and a half. Reagan continued to refuse to eat and her fever refused to break. We watched as her fever continued to climb, only coming down a bit with some Tylenol. Then Sunday rolled around, the fever was still lingering, and I found three spots that looked like pimples on Reagan’s left side. She had one on her back, and two by her arm pit. At first I actually thought that it might be the chickenpox. I asked my neighbor to come take a look, as she has grown kids and grandkids. She said it didn’t look like the pox. I was relieved as Reagan has been vaccinated for them.

During the day she acted sicker than normal and around 6:30pm she was still not eating and drinking very little. I decided to phone the nurse on call and she told me that we needed to head into the ER. If you have ever taken your child to the ER it’s pretty much the worst experience ever. I had to help hold down my daughter as she is poked and prodded. She is screaming from pain and I have to try and hold myself together as I feel like a crappy parent. I bit back the tears, but I was breaking on the inside from the pain she was in. Then, to make me feel even worse, all the test results came back that she had some sort of virus. They told me that she had some abnormal blood counts, but told me it was most likely due to the illness and to retest after she was over her sickness. It was midnight before we left for our hour-long drive home. I started crying not only from everything we had just put our daughter though, but I was exhausted. I was scared because of what they had said about the blood test results. I stated to overact and before you know it I’m baling my eyes out, Reagan is watching Dora in the backseat & Jake is, I’m sure, counting down how much sleep he will be able to get before he has to wake up for work the next morning. We were just about to our exit on the freeway when, out of the dark, Jake and I spotted a deer in the road.  We must have spotted it at the exact same moment because I shout deer as Jake slammed on the brakes. It felt like it took 10 minutes for the car to stop, but it wasn’t fast enough because we hit and ran over Bambi. At that point I had completely stopped crying and was in shock that we were all okay. Reagan didn’t even notice that we had just hit a deer at 55 mph because she was so absorbed by Dora at 12:30am. We limped the remainder of the way home; I was still in shock that we were not on the way back to the hospital after hitting the deer. I couldn’t believe that our airbags had not deployed, but I was a little relieved because I’m sure that wouldn’t have been the best for the baby in my belly. When we got home I think that Jake and I were both a bit surprised that a giant chunk of the car was missing, but both relieved that it was in the 4 Runner and not the car.

I was relieved after the deer incident that I could feel baby #2 having a dance party in my belly as I finally fell asleep after 1am. Reagan was still sick on Monday, but seemed to be a bit better than the day before. I was relieved that her fever was only around 102 now, but she clung to Jake and me for dear life. She didn’t want to be placed on the ground, but for us to be her pack mules. I was happy because Reagan did eat a few bite of food, which she hadn’t done in days. When you’re a mom you just want your child to be well, and it breaks your heart when they don’t feel good.

When Tuesday rolled around I had to wake Reagan up because Jake was leaving on a business trip. I was taking her for a follow-up appointment and I also had a checkup. I was going to cancel it because I had just seen my OB on Friday because baby girl #2 had been pretty lazy the few days before, but I figured that since we had just hit a deer at 55 mph on Sunday that it was a good idea to get checked out. That is when the unexpected happened. I was bending down and I felt a little wetness down below. I knew exactly what happen because this was just it was exactly like what happened when I was pregnant with Reagan. I knew then that I needed to definitely see my OB.

As we were driving Jake to the airport, Reagan was super fussy in the backseat. I figured that it was because she refused to eat anything before we left the house. I also looked at her in the backseat and noticed that she was scratching at her face a bit. Then I looked a little closer and noticed that her ears were super red inside and around the back. I was relieved that I was taking her to the doctor because I knew that this rash wasn’t a good thing. I was just relieved that she didn’t feel like she had any sort of fever remaining. We kissed Jake good-bye and wished him an enjoyable trip.

When I took Reagan into the doctor she confirmed that it was indeed Roseola, which I was relieved because I was freaking out that she had the measles. Roseola looks exactly like the measles, and I kept thinking “She has been vaccinated.” I thought if she could get the measles then so can I. Then my mind would start to race on all the problems that could happen if I got the measles. I’m thankful that here I am a week later writing this and she is better, and Jake and I never got sick. Reagan was still miserable that night with her rash. She was covered from head to toe. I was exhausted, but she just could not seem to fall asleep. She finally fell asleep at what time you ask?? Oh, just 4am, only to wake up at 8:15am. As soon as Reagan decided to fall asleep the baby in my belly decided to have a dance party, which made it hard for me to fall asleep. I wanted to, in part, stay awake and feel her move because she is a pretty lazy baby, but I also needed sleep. Needless to say that on Wednesday morning I felt like a zombie. I was so happy that Jake decided to come home a day early from his business trip.

I was so so happy when Thursday rolled around because that brought on a new week in my pregnancy, which I was looking forward to being a normal, low-key week. Reagan and I are without a car, but we have been enjoying the nice HOT weather. I’m so thankful for A/C, but praying that it doesn’t crap out on us this year. I’m pretty sure it’s on its last leg, or has been for the 10 years, as this AC unit is older then I am. I have felt great this week, but am pretty dang HOT. I don’t mind it being warm during the day, but I would like for it to be cold when I go to bed at night. I have also started to have super bad heartburn again. It sucks, and it doesn’t matter what I eat or drink. All that I can say is that when this baby is born she better have some hair on her head. Jake and I also decided that we would share what we’re naming our little girl because in the end it doesn’t matter if people don’t like it. It’s our kid, and we’re not changing it. This little girl’s name is going to be Tenley Anne Evans. We knew that if we didn’t start to tell people that Reagan was going to spill the beans for us. I think that about sums it up. I’m super excited for Reagan and my trip back to Washington for my baby shower. It will be so GREAT to see some of my dear friends and family. I’m also dreading flying alone with a 2 year old, but hopefully it will be good because she will have her own seat. I think that this novel is done, but check back soon because I’m breaking the blog back out!! 

Week 15, 16 & some Reagan

This is Reagan showing you what you do when a baby is sleeping. 

How far along? 16 weeks

Total weight gain/loss: gained 5lbs, which is 1lbs more then Reagan.
Maternity clothes? Not yet, still fit in my same clothes pretty good, but I pulled the maternity clothes out.
Stretch marks? Nope, crossing my fingers I won’t have to ever answer “yes” to the question.
Sleep: Sleeping great, minus Reagan who has a nasty cough right now.
Best moment this week: I felt the baby move on April 30^th.
Miss Anything? I just don’t feel “Hot” right now.

 Movement: I felt the baby move on Monday April 30^th, which was still in week 15.
Food cravings: Umm…not really. I have wanted to eat grilled cheese for lunch, but that is about all this week.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope feel like a champ.
Have you started to show yet: I can tell a big difference! Not sure if anyone else can!
Gender: We have to wait till May 24^th. I really think it’s a boy,
Labor Signs: Nope.
Belly Button in or out? Still totally in.
Wedding rings on or off? On
Happy or Moody most of the time: I am pretty darn happy!
Looking forward to:  I’m excited super to go home, and see our family back in Washington soon. I also can’t wait to find out what our little one is.

Reagan and her Mamma.

15 weeks front.

15 weeks side.

16 weeks front.

16 weeks side. Oh, and we didn't ask Reagan to show her belly this was all on her own. 

I think that they look a TON alike. How about you??

This is Reagan's fake smile. Can you tell she is hot from the park??

Look at our big girl. She graduated to a big girl bed on April 29th. Well, a toddler bed.

Things are moving along. I have graduated into week 16, but for the most part I don’t really feel pregnant. I’m at that part of pregnancy that you just feel fat. Oh well, soon enough I will be large as a house and it will take a crane to help me role over in bed! This time around I pretty much forget that I’m even pregnant for the most part because I’m so busy with Reagan, but I think that is what most Moms that have old kids say about their pregnancy with the 2^nd, 3^rd, 4^th 5^th so on.

The 4th day into week 15 I woke up at 5am with massive Braxton hicks. I got up went and pour myself a bowl of cereal and headed back to bed and watched what was on the DVR. Reagan got up, had some breakfast and then I figured I better just check and make sure everything was okay. Reagan and I went into the doctor to get checked out. My doctor told me I was doing all the right things, I was just having Braxton hicks, and the reason I could feel them is that I’m a thin person. I was still shocked that I was having them so early because I didn’t feel them till around 30 weeks with Reagan. I guess with Reagan I must not have been a thinner person! Hehe. The rest of week 15 went really well. I felt great and Reagan kept me more than busy.

Week 16 is moving along well and there hasn’t been a lot happening this week. I’m still at that awkward phase of pregnancy. I went in for a checkup and the baby’s heart beat was only in the 130’s, which makes me think boy. I could totally be wrong because I thought that Reagan was a boy the whole time. I know that most of the time people normally want the opposite of what they already have, but we could care less. We’re just so happy to be having another baby. It has been quite the journey getting pregnant and I’m just so blessed that we get to be parents to another little one. I still have a mini bump, but it’s growing along. I told Jake this week that I weight the same amount (when I weight myself on Thursday—the beginning to week 16) as I did when we got married. He was totally confused by this statement; poor guys just don’t understand us girls sometimes. I had the most exciting thing this week of my pregnancy, which was on Monday (April 30^th) I was lying in bed and I felt the baby get in a little tight ball and all of a sudden kick out a leg. It was just amazing. I’m sure the baby has moved a bit more than I think, but because I’m so busy with Reagan I don’t get much down time to just sit, put my hands on my stomach, and take it easy. I’m not one of those women that loves being pregnant, I would actually rather give birth about 100 times over being pregnant for 9 months. I know I’m flipping crazy. I do love things about being pregnant like feeling the baby more, but I’m not a super big fan of letting go of my body and having zero control. What can I say I’m a small control freak! I have noticed that when it comes to this pregnancy that I compare it a lot to mine with Reagan, which is silly because this is a totally different baby. I sometimes think this baby might decide to come early and be born our Jake and my 7 year anniversary, just to throw us for a loop. The one thing that I have learned is to just not stress out like I did with Reagan. I’m a lot more relaxed and just rolling with the punches. I’m still in most of my pre-pregnancy clothes. I had Jake pull my maternity clothes out from storage, which are really big. They also are totally the wrong season. I don’t see myself wearing heavy sweaters and jackets this time around. I really don’t want to go and buy maternity clothes till I really need them. I’m just not sure how much longer I will be able to hold out.

I watch some kids in the afternoon a few days a week and their Mom asked me today if I was really pregnant because I don’t look any different. I guess she doesn’t seem me naked like I do every day. Reagan thinks that the baby is in my belly button, which I think is pretty funny. She also thinks that the baby is a girl. I guess soon enough we’ll find out. I think that is about all I have to report for now. I hope that everyone has a great week and I will update again soon. 

Warm Weather

This is the face that Reagan gives me when I tell her to keep her eyes open!

Last week we had some amazing warm weather, which was more like summer then spring. It was great to lather my little girl in sun screen and head out to our porch and play with her water table. It felt nice to feel some warmth from the sun. I even think that it helped dry out some of the left over rain from living in England.  We had so much fun splashing around. She loves to throw everything out of the table, and then throw things all over the porch. I think that she enjoys watching her Mommy pick everything back up.  Her water table has a few plastic animals and a little slide for the animals to go down. Regan loves to get the penguin stuck in the slide and say, “Oh No!” It might be the most adorable thing every time that she says it because she truly looks worried that something has happen to her plastic penguin. I’m going to keep it short because I have a mountain of clothes to fold. 

14 Weeks

I think it's always best to show off just how cute my daughter is. I might be bias, but that is okay because I'm her Mom!

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 I recently haven’t felt like blogging. We got some pretty upsetting news last week about my sister-in-law. She found out that she had breast cancer, and I couldn’t seem to bring myself to write about my pregnancy without feeling horrible. I just didn’t feel right talking about the baby growing inside me while my heart is breaking for her. I know that in she will be fine since she is one of the strongest people I know. I also know that if anyone could overcome this, she is the person that could do it. I finally decided that it wasn’t fair to my readers, and me, not to write about this pregnancy. So, here I am spilling my guts once again on another pregnancy.

 Well, we did it we made it to 14 weeks. I still can’t believe it myself that I’m 14 weeks pregnant because other than putting on some weight I don’t really feel pregnant. I just feel like I drank a 12 pack of beer and stopped for some Jack N’ the Box. Jake told me that, for the most part, he even forgets that I’m pregnant. I have no idea how I’m not showing sooner with my second child. I also have no idea how I’m still not wearing any maternity clothes. Oh yeah, that’s right, I started off my pregnancy 9lbs lighter than I did with Reagan. Don’t hate me; I’m going to be paying for it in August when its a trillion degrees and I look like Shamoo. I’m not in maternity clothes because I can just wear my fat clothes, or pre-pregnancy clothes from Reagan. Jake always rides my case about not throwing clothes away even when they get all dingy, but it’s the poor kid in me; not knowing when I might need them again, and look, it paid off this time.

 As far as this pregnancy goes I would have to say it’s pretty similar to mine with Reagan. I was super exhausted for the first 10 weeks or so. I was even having a hard time staying up until Reagan’s bed time at 7:30pm. I didn’t have any morning sickness this time either. I also pretty much could eat the same foods as before. I didn’t really crave one thing, or another. I had some days that all I wanted to eat was fruit, but the next I wanted a big greasy burger and fries. In the end I still turn to my favorite pregnancy food, when nothing else sounds good and that is cereal. This time around though it isn’t Special K Red Berry, but some form of Fiber 1. I think the main difference with this pregnancy is that this time I didn’t break out like a 16 year old school girl, as I did with Reagan. I have to say that this was very nice because it sucked before. I can’t say that my skin has been amazing because it’s not great, but it could be worst. I guess other than that, I feel pretty great.

 Thanks for letting me chat about my pregnancy and life. I hope that everyone has a great week, and we’ll see what is in store for the coming week. Who knows maybe I will grow a pot-belly over night! Oh, and I always look like crap at the end of the day, when Jake takes these pictures. So, please don't judge.