At least he listens

Boston's favorite snack these days is peanut butter with apple slices. The only problem is that he uses his fingers... not the apple slices... to scoop the peanut butter into his mouth making a HUGE mess of the table, chairs, himself, and pretty much everything else he touches at the table.

So, today when Rob handed Boston his plate he told him not to use his fingers to eat the peanut butter figuring that he would use the apples instead.

Nope!

He found a new way to eat it..

Hey, at least he was obedient!

His face (and eye) got pretty messy, but his hands were clean :)

After lunch he walked over to Mac and I asked him what he was doing. He replied, "I'm tickling baby Macaroni Mom... and he's gonna laugh with joy!!" Rob and I had a good laugh wondering where the "with joy" bit came from

Par-taaaaayyy!!

As of 1pm today, Daddy's gonna be home for a whole month!!!!!!

Can you tell we're a little excited? :)

He's here!

We call him Macaroni.

He's already very different from his big brother although they look almost identical.

He came so fast that Mommy's epidural didn't work.

He's absolutely perfect and we couldn't love him more!

Call me Mary..

..cuz there's no room at the Inn!

I was scheduled to be induced today. The hospital called at 5:30am {yes 5 stinkin' 30!} to tell me that they had no beds so I couldn't come in at 7. Bummer!

Well, baby boy didn't like that. He must reeeeally want to come today because I'm in labor! Take that hospital ;) My contractions are still 15 mins apart so we're just hangin' out at home having some last minute fun with Boston.

And here's the final belly shot..

Wish us luck today!

Meet Baby Rob

Ever wonder what a 12 lb 1 oz newborn looks like?

Take a look!

Yup, it's true. Rob came into this world weighing in at 12lbs 1 oz. To say I was completely terrified the entire time I was pregnant with Boston is an understatement. No way could I push out a baby that size...goodness!! But Boston surprised us at a very normal 7 lbs 6 oz. Perfect :) So this pregnancy I rested easy thinking we were going to have another regular baby.

I was wrong..

When I went in for my ultrasound at 32 weeks they told me guy #2 already weighed 5 lbs 4 oz with an estimated birth weight of over 9lbs. I kinda freaked out. Rob was ever the proud father. I guess it's a sense of pride for a Dad to have big boys. I didn't find his excitement comforting at all haha

Then last week when I was in the hospital they did another ultrasound to make sure the baby was ok. We were told that he already weighed 7lbs 12 oz...and he still had another 4 weeks of cookin' time! The ultrasound tech could tell I was nervous about that news so to reassure me told me that it's not a complete science. The baby could be plus or minus 14 oz from that weight. The minus part reassured me but the plus!?! So he could have been weighing 8 lbs 10 oz right then? Yikes1

Well, there's no turning back now. This big guy is coming no matter what so wish me luck! I just really don't want to have to have a c-section if I can avoid it and I feel like bigger babies mean a higher chance of that. The dr. thinks I'll be ok though. The ultrasounds have shown that he's very long (remember the first ultrasound the lady said he had the longest femur she had ever seen?) so I'm hoping that's where the weight is.. fingers crossed!

One more thing.. at the 32 week ultrasound the tech commented on how much hair baby #2 has. I didn't know that you could see hair in ultrasounds! I remember when I was pregnant with Boston we just knew he was going to be a mini me.. dark skin, a head full of black hair, and big brown eyes.

Well, I got the big eyes part right haha

Boy were we surprised when he came out strawberry blonde, pigment challenged (as my mom lovingly calls him haha) and bright blue eyes! Oh how I hope all of our babies get those big blue eyes!! I love them!!! And who knows.. maybe this time they'll be paired with Mama's head full of black hair :)

Where's the baby?

There he is!!!

It's rare these days to see my stomach NOT look like this. Someone has found his favorite spot :)

A Rough Week

This week was pretty eventful for us. Let's just say I'm glad it's over. Here's a little re-cap..

Sunday:

I woke up having contractions. Since I hadn't hit the 36 week mark yet (they will stop labor before 36 weeks) I decided to stay home from church and rest to see if I could get them to stop. If I had been passed the 36 week mark I would have gone to church and done jumping jacks to get things moving. I am SOO done being pregnant right now.

While Rob and B were at church the contractions got more painful and closer together. When I was 30 weeks along with Boston, Rob and I went to California for a wedding and I went into pre-term labor there. We had to go to the hospital and they were able to stop it with meds and then I had to take meds until I hit the 36 week mark. So compared to that lovely experience I wasn't too scared this time seeing as how I had 5 more weeks under my belt. The baby would be much better off coming now vs. 30 weeks.

Anyways, around 3pm I realized the contractions were probably not going to stop and so I got a blessing and they stopped. Gotta love priesthood blessings! :)

Wednesday:

Wednesday night when we went to bed my stomach killed. These were NOT contractions. I've had some pretty bad stomach pain before, but this was ten times worse than anything I had ever felt! It seriously felt like someone was gutting my insides and the pain wouldn't go away. I was tempted to call my Dr. in the middle of the night it got so painful but I felt ok about things so decided to wait.

Thursday:

When I woke up Thursday the pain had lessened but now the baby wasn't moving. At first I told myself he was sleeping and didn't freak out. I started to move around myself and push against him and do all of the things that always get a response. Nothing worked.

After 45 minutes of him not moving I called my Dr. just to make sure everything was ok. He told me to go straight to the hospital. I freaked out a little at this point. Ok, I freaked out a lot. Rob left school at met me at the hospital where we spent the next 5 hours being monitored, getting an ultrasound, etc.

Turns out the little guy is ok, he just wanted to give Mommy and Daddy a little scare. Thanks bud.

Friday:

Friday night was not so fun. The last few weeks I've thrown up a bunch. This pregnancy is throwing off my equilibrium or something. I'll be fine and then all of a sudden if I tilt my head or turn it to the side I instantly feel like I just got off the world's worst roller coaster and start vomiting. I'm talking instantly vomiting. No warning.. no feeling sick.. I tilt or turn my head and my mouth opens and stuff is coming and I better not be on the carpet!

So until it passes I have to sit completely still and hold my head perfectly straight and upright. This doesn't work so well with a certain toddler hanging around who sees Mommy sitting down as an opportunity to pounce on her like Simba or 'smash her like a pan-ca-cake'

Anyways, I was up last night until 2am throwing up. The bad thing is that I have to lean forward and tilt my head forward as I..ya know..so that I don't get it all over myself but by doing that I bring on more nausea cuz I moved my head. It's a vicious cycle.

Saturday:

I feel better today. I'm worn out from this week so since Rob is at school all day I plan on cuddling up with Boston when he wakes up from naps and watching Christmas movies and eating snacks the rest of the day :) It's gonna be fun!

And yes, my Christmas decorations are already up and we are already watching Christmas shows here. I love it!