Fawn's Name Suggestions.

August 27, 2011

Fawn has been quite animated this week in his suggestions of baby names.  The front-runners in his mind are:

1. Figaro (as in the cat from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse)
2. Mr. Teddy Bone (we have no idea, if this is a reference to some book or cartoon character that I'm not aware of will you please email me?)
3. Mr. Duck

We've been throwing out some of our name possibilities to Fawn, in part to see how he pronounces them and how his future brother or sister may pronounce their name.  This has led to much confusion, as I think Fawn now believes there is a baby boy AND a baby girl growing in mommy's belly.  Not so, my friend.  Twins run in my family, so the first thing I asked at our initial ultrasound was "it's just one right?"  Confirmed.  I've always loved the idea of multiples.  And, in a fantasy land, twins sound like so much fun but I'm not sure I have the patience or endurance to handle that.  Hats off to my friends who do so flawlessly!!!

As for the naming thing, I'm not that worked up about it this time around (par for the course on baby #2 I guess).  We are not going to find out the gender of this baby, so picking a name doesn't feel like a reality yet.  Buck, the "planner" of the family will likely be rattled by this wait and see approach so I'm sure we'll narrow down to a few possibilities before February.

Naming a baby is such a big responsibility, but also such a personal one.  As I told my sweet mom, "don't give me suggestions because I won't use them."  I don't mean it with any disrespect, and I've loved that my mom has shared with me lists of family names.  But, I'm not open to someone saying "what about [insert first name] [insert middle name]" because to me that feels like they are naming my baby and I'm not.  I might make an exception for Fawn, though, because Figaro does have a certain ring to it.

The Man with the Yellow Hat.

August 22, 2011

Fawn is well aware that I've got a baby growing in my belly.  But, I know he's only two and doesn't really get it.  Case in point: my brother asked him if mommy was going to have a boy baby or a girl baby on Sunday.  Fawn's response: "Um, mommy's going to have a man with the yellow hat."  Can you tell we've been watching Curious George to make it through mommy's morning sickness?

Off to the Farm.

My boys love to spend long Saturdays at the farm.  And, while I miss them and sometimes get lonely, it's really nice to have a day to run errands, clean the house, do laundry etc. (you know, all the stuff I should be doing while Fawn is at preschool...but I use those precious hours to get some lawyering done...). 

And they're off:

All smiles.  For those wondering, Fawn's t-shirt says "Sorry Ladies My Daddy's Taken."  Buck purchased it at (of all places) Alvin's Island in Destin.  Lovely.  We only wear it at the lake and the farm (when Mommy's in charge of getting dressed that is). 

I spent the day running around like a chicken with my head cut off (I truly think keeping up with Fawn would have been more relaxing)...trips to Michael's for fun Halloween and Thanksgiving craft supplies for Fawn; Hancock's, the Halloween store, and Walmart for the makings of Fawn's Halloween costume; JoAnn's Fabrics for fabric for new pull on pants for Fawn for the fall and winter, plus material for appliques and some embroidery thread.  Whew!  Now it's time to get to sewing!  By the looks of the picture, Fawn certainly needs some cuter clothing.

Cat's Out of the Bag.

August 5, 2011

Buck and I have been spreading the news of the yet-to-be-given-a-blog-name baby growing in my belly.  I am relieved to have told both of my bosses (1) My ballet teacher boss because clearly I cannot teach children ballet when I'm as big as a whale -- I mean how do you remark on the pointing of toes and the placement of feet when you can't even see your own? and (2) My law firm boss because while my part time work can continue for now, February will be here before I know it.  And, we've begun telling friends.  I would much rather tell my friends in person, but many of them I unfortunately rarely see and I definitely don't want them to hear it through the grapevine.  So, I guess it's time to send some emails or texts.  While still pretty impersonal, much better than a facebook post.


I am feeling better with the big caveat that I feel TERRIBLE on days following sleepless nights.  It makes perfect sense, but it's still a really bad cycle!  I have also discovered that (decaf) coffee makes me feel horrendous for the entire day.  Hmmm....because it tastes so good.  Current foods of choice: frozen nutrigrain waffle topped with nutella, bananas, cheese sticks, anything spicy (speaking of which, I'm thinking chicken nachos for dinner), chicken orzo soup.

Although the weight gain is still minimal, I look more pregnant each and every day.  I am definitely rocking the "muffin top" look.  I know everyone loves a belly picture, and I will take them and share when there's actually a certifiable baby bump.

Latest Check-Up.

July 28, 2011

Buck and I went to my OB check-up this morning -- I'm right at eleven weeks.  We were able to hear the heartbeat, which is always magical.  I'd heard it during my first ultrasound, but it's still so precious to know there's a little creature thriving inside of you.


I can't believe we're nearing the end of the first trimester and the period of secrecy.  I'm feeling a little better each day (quite a relief) and while I'm still exhausted, I am so looking forward to the second trimester jolt of energy.  I definitely need it.

I continue to be so very thankful to God for placing another baby in our lives.  We cannot wait to have our family complete.  February will be here before we know it!

The Spread.

July 28, 2011

I have gained three pounds so far this pregnancy (in eleven weeks) -- right on track (and I can assure you the last time I share pregnancy weight gain on this blog).  The only reason I share is to say that even three pounds can cause quite the spread.  I am already in maternity shorts and jeans.  A few pair of dress pants still fit (thankfully) as do most of my summer dresses, which is great.

Just shows though what a difference it makes to have already been pregnant.  My body is expanding even if the number on the scale is barely inching up.  With Fawn I wasn't really into any maternity clothes until about week 20.  Now, not only do I really look pregnant, but my clothes tell the same tale.  Which, by the way, is totally fine with me...only problem, we haven't shared our big news with anyone besides our family.  So maybe I'm not kidding anyone.  Or maybe folks think I'm just out of shape.  Bring on the belly -- it's my favorite part of pregnancy!

I went maternity clothes shopping last weekend and got some cute stuff for great deals.  With Fawn, I purchased some great work and church clothes but was lucky to borrow a friend's mommy maternity wardrobe -- it was fabulous.  Great tops, casual dresses, fabulous jeans.  But, this time around I'm on my own as she is pregnant with number four!!!  Anyway, back to my shopping expedition.  I didn't want to spend a lot of money so I hit Kohl's and Target.  I ended up with a cotton cardigan, cute tank, short sleeved shirt, and long-sleeved T from Kohl's for a whopping $50.  And, jeans and khaki shorts from Target for $60.  Enough to get me through (though if you see me around town in the same outfit two days in a row -- or every single week, please don't judge!).

Buck the Barber.

I think I've shared before that we go to an absolutely fabulous, amazingly patient barber named Mr. Eddie at Cahaba Plaza Barber Shop (I cannot recommend him enough!).  But, Buck shares barber duty often doing the in-between trims.  We are in desperate need of a Mr. Eddie special, but Buck has come to the rescue once again, to at least keep Fawn's hair out of his eyes.

And, a flashback to December 2009 (wow how Fawn's grown):

I'm hoping to sneak in a barber shop trip in the next few days because we are rapidly approaching the bowl cut look (which, while cute on some, isn't Fawn's best look...nor is it Fawn's happiest look -- he hates hair in his eyes, hates when his hair gets sweaty, and hates when it's wet after a bath).  So hopefully the next pictures you see of my precious pumpkin will show off his new do.