20 Weeks

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 20 Weeks

Size of baby: Banana

6.5inches and 10.5 ounces.

Total Weight Gain: negative 5 pounds!!

Maternity Clothes: I have one pair of trusty maternity shorts and some shirts! I definitely need to find some nicer wear for church because I've been reduced to wearing jeans!! no bueno!

Gender: Girl #4!

Movement: Yes!
The baby is laying towards my back... with the placenta between her and the outside of my stomach, so I think that's keeping me from feeling her as much as I'd like at this point!

Sleep: Yes!
Am doing pretty good so far. I purchased a Boppy body pillow that has really helped with aches and pains at night. There are days when I feel like I could literally sleep ALL day!!!

What I miss: Not much at this point.
Just trying to enjoy everything about his last pregnancy!

Cravings: Greasy tacos and club sandwiches... kinda random.

Symptoms: Just really tired. Kinda cranky.
What I’m looking forward to: Next u/s is on September 3rd! It'll be a 3d/4d so we'll get to see her with some chubs on her!
What else: We picked out her name! Cassie Shane J. She's actually going to have a 2nd middle name, but we're keeping that quiet until she's born!!

Random Kid Conversation

A lil conversation you might have heard in my house today.

"Mooooooooooom! I went pee and poo!"

"Ok, coming, Boo."

"This is the best. toilet. ever., Mom."

Blogworthy

I've been a very bad blogger lately, but every once in a while, I have something to blog about. Today, it's more of Baby Quockido. (Baby #4)

Well, we no longer have to refer to the poor girl as Quockido. Her name will now and forever be "Cassie Shane"!! I'm still kind of in mourning about my first choice, which was "Irelyn Shane", however I knew that the Hubs just wasn't feeling it. So, ever the dutiful wife (yeah, I'm rolling my eyes, too) I kept wracking my brain for the perfect name.

It took a while for Cassie to come back to me. It was a name that we'd considered when picking out names for Emma. It's not Cassidy or Cassandra... just Cassie. Named for my father's initials, C.A.S., and her father's middle name; Shane. So yeah, she's named after two men. And I think it's cute!

Ok, so part 2!

Ultrasound 3 was today! Her HB was at 154 and she seemed to be measuring right on schedule (18w 5d) and I just wanted to share some pictures!

Still a girl!
Lookit the gams on this girl!

I don't think I've seen one of my girls this stretched out before!
Stretch those legs while you still have room, baby girl!

Her sweet lil profile!

12 Weeks - Baby Quockido

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 12 Weeks

Size of baby: 1.69 inches as of Tuesday, May 3!
Weight Gain: -3 pounds!

Maternity Clothes: Still no. Hanging out in my regular clothes.

Gender: Still unknown, but we did get the "money shot" at the u/s on Tuesday. No boy bits as of yet.

Movement: None yet. It normally doesn't happen for me until somewhere around 17-20 weeks

Sleep: Still dropping off around 2 everyday for a quick snooze. I sleep good through the night and have been waking up early... like, 6-6:30 early. *blech*
What I miss: Nothing... everything is going along really well!
Cravings: Nothing that I don't normally crave... bread, sweets... not craving the leafy greens, but I have high hopes. lol

Symptoms: Fatigue... crankiness.

What I’m looking forward to: Feeling the baby move... finding out if Baby Quockido's a boy or girl! Just a few more weeks!

10 Weeks - Baby Quockido

Baby Quockido is my new nickname for this baby... meaning, Baby 4 (Quattro). When Brooklyn was little, she loved to count in Spanish... "uno, dos, tres, quockido...."
Since I'm all flabby and not pregnant-looking yet, this is what Baby Quockido might look like at 10 weeks!

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 10 Weeks

Size of baby: 1.4 inches, .14 oz - about the size of a prune
Weight Gain: 0 - holding steady!

Maternity Clothes: Not yet... probably won't take too much longer.

Gender: Unknown, but we're gonna find out at the soonest possible moment!!!

Movement: None yet. It normally doesn't happen for me until somewhere around 17-20 weeks

Sleep: I have been sleeping like the dead! Super heavy with snoring and all!!
What I miss: Not a thing... So far, I wouldn't even know I was pregnant if it weren't for the absence of the monthly plague!
Cravings: I am craving getting to week 16 so we can do a gender determination ultrasound!

Symptoms: Fatigue and a very strong gag reflex. Other than that, I feel VERY fortunate about the absence of all of the "normal" pregnancy symptoms.

What I’m looking forward to: So looking forward to finding out what we're having, but next week I should be able to hear the heartbeat at the doctor's appointment. He also has an u/s machine in the office, so I'm hoping he'll take a peek to maybe pin down the due date - which would mean I'd get so see the baby!!! *fingers crossed*

Karma and Shocker with a side of Salad Dressing.

Background:
I sent the Hubs and Brooklyn to the school for a Potluck. I sent them with the requested garlic bread and salad. I offerred to take her to her Band Debut the next night so that he could work late, so I stayed home to relax and do some crocheting.

Fifteen Minutes after he left, I get a text...
Him: "I shold of brought sald dressings" (he's a fantastic texter! ;o) )
Me: "Crap! They didn't say anything about dressing!!"
Him: "Can u bring some up"
Me: "Ummmm.... Can't u borrow some?"
Him: "Yes or no"
"Embarrassing"
Me: "Please try and borrow"
Him: "Bring some up please"
20 minutes later -
Me: "Just got this... Just borrow some"
8 minutes later -
"Just ripped my pinky toe on the garage door... Monm is gonna take me to ER"

So yeah, right after I sent him the late text, I went out to the garage to grab some yarn. I opened the door to the garage and put my left foot forward before I had the door open all the way and it slid over the pinky toe area. There was something sharp on the bottom of the weather stripping and I felt it scratch my foot. I yiped and howled and maybe said "CRAP!" as I hobbled down the garage stairs and waited for the pain to subside.

I thought maybe it was just a surface scratch and didn't know why it would be hurting that much... so I looked down. It was *not* a surface scratch. There was a gap-ish scratch with blood... lots of blood starting to flow. I get the heeby-jeebies just thinking about it now... and that was two days ago. OK, so more hobbling and blood-trailing through the house, to the kitchen to grab some paper towels, haphazardly wrapping my my foot in a gob of paper towels that are quickly becoming soaked with blood.

Ok, let's stop here. Can you tell from my vivid recounting of the tale that I was extremely scarred by this event? Well, I was! At one point, when I sat down to call my mom, my entire bod had a flash of heat - which I was later told can be a pre-cursor to fainting. Nice, huh?

Ok, so fast forward to the ER. It was almost empty, HALLELUJAH!! The intake nurse took one look at my toe and let out this horrendous "UGHGUGHGUGHGOWOOOHHUUUGHHH". I looked at my mom and gave her a look of "WTHeck?" Are they supposed to voice their horrified reaction? Aren't they supposed to keep that to them self? After all, I hadn't looked at my pinky toe since I wrapped it in paper towels and slipped my foot into my slippers. Guaging from her reaction, I thought maybe I was going to lose my pinky toe! This was the ER, afterall! Don't they see much more horrific nastiness emergencies in there?

So fast forward again to Room 1. My mom came back with me and I felt all fidgety.

Me: "So, uh, have the girls said anything to you about surprises?"
Mom: "No."
Me: "Oh, well... I guess I'm gonna have to tell you now that we're expecting.... again."
Mom: "You are?!" Half smile- half smirk. "I thought I heard you whispering it to the nurse. Something about November."
Me: "Yeah. It was a total shocker and it's still so early that I probably wouldn't have told you yet but I know I'm gonna have to mention it in front of the doctor, sooo yeah."

Immediately after that conversation, the nurse comes in, "Your husband and two children are here."

Mom: "Oh, Ok, I'll go sit with the girls and let him come in."
Me: Dumbfounded. "Uh... ok." pause. It started sinking in... "UGH, I didn't even have to tell her yet!"

I don't know what it is, but after 7 years of being married and 3 kids, I still get nervous telling my mom. And maybe a lil nervous about telling everyone else which is why I just dropped the bomb in a BLOG post.

So anyway, the Hubs came in and was very supportive as I got my "digi-block" - nastiest pain ever, btw. Ever, ever, ever. EH-VER. I did not look at my toe anymore. I hung out under my sweater, my leg and foot numb from tensing them so much, and just waited for it to be over.

Me: "So, uh... I guess if I would have just gotten my butt up and dressed and brought you some salad dressing, this probably wouldn't have happened, huh?"
Hubs: "Yeah. Karma."

I made it up to the Hubs by letting him document the occasion with cell phone pics and videos.

***WARNING**** IF YOU ARE THE LEAST BIT QUEASY, DO *NOT* GO PAST THIS WARNING LINE!******** SERIOUSLY*****DO NOT LOOK AT THE PICTURES AND DEFINITELY DO NOT WATCH THE VIDEOS************CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED!

Fine Print: If you made it this far, you are also agreeing *not* to make any comments on my long toes, dry skin, or un-pedicured feet. I'll sue you if you do!

Oh.Em.Gee.

So I'm sitting on my couch and I smell this *very* strong smell of coffee...

I know it's not freshly brewing coffee because we have a Keurig... and hubby's not home... and, like I said, I was sitting on the couch.

So I already have a basic guess of what's happening in the other room.

But come on... this?

Soooo... yeah.
And grrr.

I mean, really. REALLY?!
The WHOLE container, guys?

At first I thought it was just my sweet little angel-face, but these are the socks coming off of her favorite little minion. (Face cropped out to protect the not-so-innocent).
Btw, that's not dirt making his white socks look so dingy...
yeah...

coffee.
And that would be the head of my sweet lil Boo!
Again, not flea poop... coffee.
At the end of all that, I ended up with a couple of things...
1. A washer filled one giant, super-huge bean bag cover, coffee-covered socks, one curtain panel, one pair of lil boy minion pants and one purple polka-dotted pajama.

Without questioning why my daughter was still in her pajamas at noon-thirty- er, that time of day, would you look at the feet of her pajamas? Goodness Gracious!

2. A house that smells like fresh brewed coffee. Not even the best candle can get a more accurate coffee aroma filling up your entire house!

3. A brand new memory to file in the Momma Files

*sigh*

A special thanks goes out to my Dyson... She (yes, she - she's pink) did a fabulous job at sucking up that entire container of coffee.

In case you don't know what it's like to clean up all that coffee off of any surface... I'm not gonna tell you. I'll let you ruminate on how many trillion-ka-jillions pieces of coffee me and my Dyson tackled... and pray that you all will someday get to put such an awesome memory in your Momma Files!