Fun at the Park

This rock wall was no match for Emma

neither were the monkey bars...

feeding the geese, turtles, fish, and everything else

Good bye feet, see you later...much later..

Emma loves "bear hugs"

(at the teddy bear museum, possible one of the creepiest places I've ever been)

Funny Girl

This is how Emma greeted commuters on their way to work Wednesday morning. She can even make a tedious drive in the car fun. This picture is an accurate representation of my girl. She loves to have fun, make others laugh, and try new things.....just don't get in her way :)

Belly Pic-20 weeks

Celebrating the 1/2 way mark today (and it better, seriously only be the 1/2 way mark) of this pregnancy! It is going by so fast.... We are going to need A LOT more time to find a baby name. The jury is still out. I spent more time making my bathroom look clean (it is a illusion), than I did brushing my hair today. But, you understand :)

The Magic Easter Jelly Beans

Today while at the grocery store alone, I was able to meet up with the Easter Bunny. He only gives mommies and daddies "magic" jelly beans the day before Easter. This is a top secret transaction ONLY between the Easter Bunny and parents (thus, the reason I HAD to go ALONE). Sweet alone time.

After doing a little shopping, I hand delivered 5 MAGIC jelly beans to Emma. Seriously, MAGIC. She immediately ate two of them right before my eyes. Nervously, I convinced her to plant her jelly beans in our newly manicured flower bed (thanks Nanny and Bubba!).


She stated that although, she really wanted to eat the rest of them, she was excited to see the bean stalk in the morning. Poor thing. Everything she has heard is running together...fairy tales, all my pathetic lies....
Shortly after she fell asleep, her beans actually sprouted and grew into these....beautiful lollipop flowers. Not a bean stalk, but still pretty cool.
I found this on pinterest. I'm in love with pinterest. I'm so glad cousin Meredith pinned it, so we could do this fun little activity.

Petting Zoo

I finally allowed Emma to go into the petting zoo today. It only took 3.5 years for her to make her way into this forbidden place (they creep my out a little). Ironically, the goat was the only one who looked at the camera. He was a pro.

Progesterone: Friend and Foe

At 19 weeks 3 days pregnant, I started progesterone shots this Tuesday. Studies have shown that weekly shots of the hormone greatly improve the chances of carrying baby full term if you have had a previous premature baby. I'm really excited and hopeful about this!!! With that said, I AM SICK. Sick like death. I thought the injection would be the worst. It is dissolved in sesame oil and 1ml of it goes right into alternating hips each week, for 16 weeks. Talk about feeling the burn. That was the easy part. Tonight I came home and just cried. I feel like I've gone straight back to the first trimester x 10. It is totally worth it, but it is hard not to feel sorry for myself. Just 15 more weeks to go.

I did get to see "baby sister" again. It is amazing what they can see this early. They check the baby's brain, measure the baby's nasal bone, measure the long bones in her arms and legs, check her kidneys for main blood vessels, measure all 4 chambers of her heart and measure the blood flow in and out, check her lips for any signs of cleft palate, and visualize the stomach and bladder (which were both full. We also saw her drinking the amniotic fluid. The sonographer commented on how active she is, how long her legs are, how big her feet are, and how absolutely perfect she is. She currently weighs 10 oz.

Emma said recently, "I really like my baby sister! When is she going to pop out?"
Emma also asked, "Mommy, (pointing to her arm) when my baby sister pops out, is she going to have white skin like me or brown skin like my friend Robert?" It was such an innocent question, but I kinda felt like I was a guest on the Maury Povich show there for a minute.

Life Updates

I should probably be ashamed, but I'm not. After all, I'm pregnant. That is my new excuse for everything. Just ask my husband. Blogging has seriously taken a back seat to everything else, so I'm attempting a super post that will sum up the last two months in a few pages.

Krista Update

I'm currently 18.5 weeks pregnant. Finally, finally, finally, the nausea has stopped. I believe this was punishment for bragging about how I was never sick with Emma. Universe, message received. I'm not sure the 'your so sick your going to die if you don't eat (a ton)/you just ate something and now you are so sick you are going to die' cycle did it, but so far it has packed on a hefty (and I mean that literally) 17 pounds on my body (well its really 16.5 since baby weighs 0.5 now). When I was pregnant with Emma I was delusional. I was so happy to be pregnant that I just loved my pregnant body. This time around, I am avoiding mirrors, most scales, and every camera lens pointed in my direction.

This time around I decided I had enough surprises with Emma, I did not want anymore and went forward with some testing my doctor recommended. The irony of this statement begins with the fact that this pregnancy, was a surprise. So I did a cystic fibrosis test and was found to be a carrier of the deltaF508 mutation. Cystic fibrosis is a recessive genetic disorder meaning you have to have 2 mutated copies of the gene to be affected. 1:25 Caucasians are carriers and don't know it and coincidentally most affected babies are born to parents who didn't know they carried the mutation/have no family history. Try telling this to a bitterly divorced parent who swears it came from the "other" side of the family (seriously). Fortunately, Dan's genetic test indicated he is not a carrier of any of the known mutations. This means that Emma, and new baby will have a 50/50 chance at being a carriers. In the end, I'm not really sure I am a proponent of this test. Maybe had I done it before I was pregnant, we could have had Dan's test out of the way and less to worry about. Doing the test while pregnant wasn't going to change anything so it only brought on additional stress. Just a FYI. I had weeks to scour the internet about the disease and the need for a cure.

Emma Update

Emma is in the loop now for the baby. I think she thinks her baby sister looks like a freak based on the black and white and hard to interpret ultrasound pictures we have shown her. She has suggested a few baby names including Professor (if it was a boy), Smurfet, and the always popular, Poopy Head. She also told me last night that I was a "big fat lady with a big belly," which is always heart warming.

Behavior. Oh where or where do I even begin. Lets start with the trip to Target that almost resulted in Dan being arrest for child abduction. It goes like this. Emma picks out a butterfly net, Emma swing net around and hits people/object, Butterfly net gets taken away until out of the store, and all hell breaks loose. Picture this (all in the entrance/check out lane area). Emma, with a death grip on her net, running circles around me trying to avoid Dan. Dan in hot pursuit. Finally he gets her (but only after she trips a passing elderly man), removes her net from her little Jedi grip, and carries her out of the store. She screams at the top of her lungs "I want my mommy! Mommy, Mommy! Let me go! You are hurting me! HELP!" I have never seen so many walkie-talkie toting trigger happy people wearing red in all my life. But don't worry, once they saw the humiliated figure quickly following behind everyone relaxed, cancelled their code "kidnapping", and commented on how "cute" she was. If I could have melted and disappeared into the cracks on the sidewalk, I would have. I'm too tired just writing that to go onto the dramatic pelvic thrusting moves that kept us in the parking lot trying to get her buckled in her seat for 30 minutes.....or the 20 minutes of kicking the back of my seat on the ride home....or the fact that Dan had to make a beer run on the way home just to keep from going crazy. I will tell you however, it is possible to laugh hysterically and cry at the same time (that was me). At least the 2 hour time out/nap time we enforced made time for a movie.... That was just the morning. The afternoon was pretty quiet.

Daisy Update

Tore her acl in her right knee this time. ugh.

Dan Update

Dan is just trying to survive :-) He is looking forward to carrying out two screaming girls in a year or so....

until next time enjoy some updated photos of the baby girl who will hopefully have a name before she leaves the hospital and my first baby girl.

The estrogen dominance continues!

Baby hand waving "hi"

the little wiggly worm

foot and leg

chest, belly, leg and foot

A recent trip to the zoo. They are both animals.

Happy

Emma the monster

On our way to Disney Live!