Ethan

Ethan Joseph Bilski,

Your estimated time of arrival is roughly 68 days away. Today was the first day that I began to nest. Your Daddy said he was in a nesting mood as well. I have come to a conclusion that our definitions of nesting are completely different. I have no complaints about this because he is way better at the day to day chores than I am. You will learn this pretty quickly.

Ethan your bedroom is no where near ready for you and I am not sure what I am going to do with everything that is in there. I guess I am not completely worried because your big brother will still be in the crib for a month or two before you move into it.

You and your big brother may have some rivalry. Andrew is already jealous of you! He has noticed the growing belly you currently call home. He likes to poke, smack, and bit my belly. Today he threw a toy at you and it hurt! I am pretty sure you felt it because you kicked back! I know you two will be best friends one day.

Ethan I know you will be your own person. This pregnancy has already been different than with Andrew. I was not sick for as long as I was with your big brother. Indigestion has been less but has been increasing a little bit but nothing a few tums can't handle. I do think your are going to be just as big or a little bigger than Andrew. He was 10 pounds so I hope I am wrong! I feel this way because the physical toll this pregnancy is wearing me down. Depending on my daily activities I can barely walk in the evenings. The process of moving my right leg forward is excruciating in my hip joint/ sciatic nerve. I am taking it easy as much as possible.

Your Daddy and I can't wait to meet you. I wonder about your hair color and eye color all the time! Will you come into this world looking just like Andrew? It's all I know so when I dream at night you look like him. Will you have the same easy going temperament? Or will you come out your own little demanding boss?

I think you will be stubborn and strong. Out our last ultra sound you did not want to show off your manhood. I had had a little sneak peak two weeks before and were thinking most likely boy. At our official ultra sound they made me get up and dance so you would move around, as the technician was saying he was 85% sure it was a girl you went spread eagle and displayed what we were looking for. I think you will be strong because you have gabbed me so hard I have gasped for air and tinkled at the same time! Andrew better watch out!

4 in a row?

Can I do it, four blogs in four days? I think I can! Having an app makes it so much easier. Though not easier to think of entertaining material.

What could I write about?

I could write about work but too many teachers are being fired for that. I would like to keep my job.

I could write about mommyhood. Though I can understand how some maybe bored and annoyed with that. Oh well, it is all I know right now! Yesterday Drew had a 15 month check up. Everything went great. He measured at 25 pounds and 31 inches long. This is in the 50th percentile. He started in the 98th percentile so I was a little concerned but she said it was completely normal. I had a doctor appt right after that. Everything once again is great! His heart rate was in the 150's and going strong! I have only gained 15 pounds! Crazy! Now I just need to be really good for the next 9 weeks ( all the holidays) and I won't gain like crazy like I did last time. For some odd reason I thought pregnancy weight melted away the day after baby was born. Poor me for being naive!

I will try and be more creative for tomorrow. If you read my blog feel free to comment. More comments I get the more I try at rejuvenating my blog life!

Wordless Wednesday- no biting please!!!

Beached Whale

I feel enormously huge. Ginormous. Like a beached whale. There is no sensitive way in saying it. Two more months, will I make it? I think I just grow big babies. Tomorrow I have a doctor appt and I am curious to find out my weight gain and fundal height. Last appointment I had only gained 5 pounds total and fundal height was only 1 cm larger than where I should of been but that can be pretty common.

Sorry for complaining. I know I am blessed and can't wait to meet Ethan



And this app keeps stretching pics... Making me a little bigger than what I really am!
Sorryfor the dirty mirror!

Has it really been 4 months?

Yes it has. I have found an app to blog from my iPhone. Maybe this means I will blog more? Most likely not. I'm lazy and if you know me "irl" then you know that already.

4 month recap:
August- back to work and Drew turned 1
September- worked
October- worked
November- worked and celebrated Thanksgiving! Today is also my birthday. I feel old or maybe that is the 8 months preggo thing.

This pregnancy is going fast and smooth. I hope the next two months slow down a little. The closer to my due date I get I realize how young and dependent Andrew is on mommy and daddy. I have yet to do one thing for Ethan's nursery. Can I handle a new born and 17 months old? I guess there is one way to find out. The doubts of a second time mommy have been hitting me hard. I don't think I am prepared for this. About.to.panic!
Any advice out there?

I will leave you a picture of andrew at 3 months and then again at 15 months. I can't believe how much he has grown and developed into his own person. God is great and I thank him daily on the good days and on the rough days.

Behind in my book reviews

I was about half way through the book before this was a memoir and not fictional. Jillian Lauren was a drop out theater student striving to be an actress. To pay the bills she was doing topless dancing which led her into a high profile escort agency. She found herself in a harem in Brunei. Entertaining the Prince Jefri of Brunei. This is a raw personal experience of an ex-hooker. Jillian Lauren is currently married to the bass player of Weezer.



It has been awhile since I have read a murder mystery novel and not one the sappy love stories by James Patterson. I think I prefer the sappy love stories. Though this was an interesting story that kept me reading, I was a little sickened by the gruesomeness of the serial killer. Maybe in my old and more mature self I have become more sensitive to blood, guts, rape and beheading.



If you like historical fiction then you will love these books. Michelle Moran tries to stick to the historical facts as much as possible with a little embellishment. It is so interesting to see and I love trying to understand other cultures and their way of life. I think in my next life I will be a cultural anthropologist.


Other news:

My summer is coming to an end. It seemed so short, probably because of teacher summer school for half of it. I enjoyed being lazy and playing with my baby! He has grown so much. Crawling all over the place. Pulling himself up and standing on his own. We are still working on finger foods. At least half end up on the floor do to throwing and spitting it out.... on purpose.... even his favorite foods... I just don't understand. We have cut the pacifier cold turkey. Which wasn't too hard because he wasn't too dependent on it. I just worry about the thumb taking its place. So far I haven't seen any signs.

Next steps for Drew are using the sippy cup more and getting rid of the bottle. Walking, though I did see him take just one step yesterday, I think it will be awhile still. Introducing whole cows milk. Strawberries! I have a bunch frozen since they were so good at HEB this year. Become a big brother! Well, that one is still a little far off (7 months). Andrew will be One years old in less than a month. I cannot believe it!

A Funny Story About My Visit To The OBGYN

So from the title you should be able to tell that this WILL be TMI.

Dr. H is huge on education and being self-aware of your body and pregnancy.

My legs are in stirrups and Dr. H is doing an internal exam. He notices some scar tissue down there from Andrew's traumatic entrance. He pulls on it and asks if I knew about it. Ahh, I don't think so?? Then asks Ryan if he has noticed it. haha awkward silence. He was talking about it and wanting Ryan over to cove look at the scar tissue down there. I lean over and look at Ryan. His head is in his hands and I told Dr. H that I thought he didn't need to come look.

I thought it was pretty funny and awkward.