Hyper preparedness and Hiccups

As you all know, I like to be well informed/educated on things that will be impacting my life. This baby being one of them. However, there is something to be said for being hyper-prepared. I asked my husband yesterday if he thinks I'm reading too much about pregnancy and baby. Without a millisecond of hesitation his answer was "Yes". He makes a good point. He wants it to be an adventure that we encounter together. And after all, that's what my blog is about, life's adventures! It's true, women have been giving birth for centuries and yes, medical science has come a long way in improving some aspects of childbirth, but I guess, sometimes, it's okay to let nature take it's course. Mom said, if she'd ever read a book about having babies, she probably wouldn't have had them! (I know she says this with all of a mothers love :) So, I've decided to take a step back from my books and not try to read them like I'm on a deadline to D-Day!

On another note... I was laying in bed on Sunday morning waiting for the alarm when I felt the little bun shifting around. It seemed like she picked a comfortable spot and decided to kick me at a constant beat. It took me a second to realize that she wasn't kicking... she had the hiccups! It felt similar to a soft kick but it was at a constant pace and lasted for about two minutes. I was excited because I had read (ahem) that some women start feeling hiccups around this time! (See... books are helpful too! :)

We'll see what the next adventure brings!!

Time Flies

How does it happen? Slowly at first. It starts as a Monday morning fog. Ugh... I have to go to work again?! Oh, don't forget I have to go shopping tomorrow. The dog needs to go to the vet Thursday... Meet friends for dinner on Saturday and before you know it, it's Monday again! That's what it felt like for this past year in which my little nephew grew from a little hairy infant... 

To a 1 year old cutie pie!

Yes... time does fly! I wasn't present for my little hito's birth but I'm so glad I was there to celebrate his first birthday. 

It was a wonderful day. The weather wasn't too incredibly hot and there was plenty of food. Grandma Pauline was the planner and organizer and Grandpa Pete was the grill master. Just sitting there enjoying the day and the atmosphere I kept thinking to myself, these are the moments I live for. The smiles, the laughter, the picture perfect moments. 

ok... that's not really my tummy. That's a balloon. :)

here's me with sissy, tummy to tummy. 

The key to these moments is to take them in with every breath. Otherwise, they'll pass just as quickly as the Monday fog.

Keep livin, laughin and lovin!

Happy 1st Birthday Elias!

Belly diary entry: belly dancing

Tonight is the first time it feels like the baby is doing summersaults in my belly! And she kind of sneaks them in too! Just when I think she's settled down I get a nice kick to the back! This is the most active she's been! (and forceful too!)
Because we're not telling anyone the name, the family has taken to calling her "bun" as in, I'm the oven. :) Because of these "sneak attacks" I may have to start calling her ninja bun!

Here's to some goodnights rest! (hopefully!)