Wednesday, January 31
Hurray! It feel so good to finally have a prenatal appointment scheduled. I heard back from DHS today, and they approved me for insurance. Then I called my OB, and they told me that he no longer takes the Oregon Health Plan, but that they would pull my file and ask him if he wanted to make an exception. Well, about 45 minutes later, they called me back and scheduled my appointment! I'm so glad, because I really love my obstetrician - he's so kind, gentle, warm... he makes doctor's appointments feel like a nice occasion.
The little punkin' is as precious as ever. She'll probably take her first steps in the next couple weeks. She will be 1 on the 19th of February, which is crazy! I can't believe how fast she's grown! My cousin RaeAnn had a slide show up of her daughter's infant pictures, and it gave me the idea of showing Ariel all of HER newborn pictures as a slide show and telling her about what the new baby will be like. I have no idea if she understood me ("See, the baby will be sleeping a lot, just like you did! See, the baby will have blotchy red skin, just like you did!"), but she really enjoyed watching the pictures. So did I - it's amazing seeing how much she's changed! I look forward to having a precious, exhausted, scrawny little newborn again.
Of course, what I don't look forward to is all the lovely experiences that come with pregnancy. I'm already dealing with a LOT of fatigue (although very little nausea this time). With Ariel, I went through a few weeks of debilitating back pain. I couldn't be on my feet for more than an hour without limping. I hope I don't have to deal with that while carrying Ariel everywhere. We'll see... I'm really not one of those people that likes to be pregnant. That's something I really can't understand, but I'm glad that other people like it! Good for them! Here's a pic from when I was pregnant with Ariel -
That's it for now. Ariel's upset that I'm not letting her tear the newspapers. Gotta find something else for her to do.
The little punkin' is as precious as ever. She'll probably take her first steps in the next couple weeks. She will be 1 on the 19th of February, which is crazy! I can't believe how fast she's grown! My cousin RaeAnn had a slide show up of her daughter's infant pictures, and it gave me the idea of showing Ariel all of HER newborn pictures as a slide show and telling her about what the new baby will be like. I have no idea if she understood me ("See, the baby will be sleeping a lot, just like you did! See, the baby will have blotchy red skin, just like you did!"), but she really enjoyed watching the pictures. So did I - it's amazing seeing how much she's changed! I look forward to having a precious, exhausted, scrawny little newborn again.
Of course, what I don't look forward to is all the lovely experiences that come with pregnancy. I'm already dealing with a LOT of fatigue (although very little nausea this time). With Ariel, I went through a few weeks of debilitating back pain. I couldn't be on my feet for more than an hour without limping. I hope I don't have to deal with that while carrying Ariel everywhere. We'll see... I'm really not one of those people that likes to be pregnant. That's something I really can't understand, but I'm glad that other people like it! Good for them! Here's a pic from when I was pregnant with Ariel -
That's it for now. Ariel's upset that I'm not letting her tear the newspapers. Gotta find something else for her to do.
Labels: mmm...chocolate?
Friday, January 19
To the untrained eye, it may look like the results of a few chocolate binges...
But, as you all know, it's the first visual evidence of our BABY!
I'm working on getting all my paperwork done for the Oregon Health Plan. I hate this stretch - the time between finding out you're pregnant and going to your first prenatal exam. I find myself constantly scared that something could go wrong and I wouldn't know it. I just need to hear that little heartbeat. I wish I knew how old this baby was. Dan says he recalls hearing that OHP only pays for one ultrasound. If that's the case, I may have to choose between knowing the baby's age for the next few months and finding out the baby's gender before it's born. Dang it! Grrrr... I hate waiting!
Friday, January 12
The prodigal blogger returns. The fact is, I didn't have any new pictures to put up, and I was afraid to upload the pictures from our camera because I always screw up Dan's organization system. But now he has uploaded them, as well as shown me how to do it right, so I can finally share the love and joy of the Seven household with all y'all.
So, two months ago (give or take), Ariel started saying "Daddy." No idea if she knows what it means, but, naturally, I started trying to get her to say "Mommy." The following is her typical response. This has worked almost every time.
:-D So, finally, two days ago, she said it. She was sitting at her high chair and she said "Mom!" She's been saying it pretty much every day since then, and I'm happy!
Here's a picture of her cuteness, for good measure.
It seems like she's cuter every day. It's hard for me to get anything done, because I want to spend so much time just absorbing her. I know she won't be my little baby forever - she's changing so quickly as it is - and I don't want to waste a moment.
AND NOW, FOR A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT:
A certain short-sightedness has come to my attention that I must address. When I named this blog, it was on the unconscious assumption that there would continue to be 3 Sevens. However, in another 8 months or so, this will no longer be the case. This morning, a dollar tree pregnancy test revealed and a doctor's office test confirmed what my miserable body has been broadcasting for weeks. Ta-da! Ariel has been randomly pulling up my shirt and hugging my stomach lately, which is incredibly precious now that we know she's hugging her little brother or sister. Anybody have any girl name ideas? We're set if it's a boy, but we're clueless for a girl... Please leave any bright ideas. :-D Thanks!
So, two months ago (give or take), Ariel started saying "Daddy." No idea if she knows what it means, but, naturally, I started trying to get her to say "Mommy." The following is her typical response. This has worked almost every time.
:-D So, finally, two days ago, she said it. She was sitting at her high chair and she said "Mom!" She's been saying it pretty much every day since then, and I'm happy!
Here's a picture of her cuteness, for good measure.
It seems like she's cuter every day. It's hard for me to get anything done, because I want to spend so much time just absorbing her. I know she won't be my little baby forever - she's changing so quickly as it is - and I don't want to waste a moment.
AND NOW, FOR A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT:
A certain short-sightedness has come to my attention that I must address. When I named this blog, it was on the unconscious assumption that there would continue to be 3 Sevens. However, in another 8 months or so, this will no longer be the case. This morning, a dollar tree pregnancy test revealed and a doctor's office test confirmed what my miserable body has been broadcasting for weeks. Ta-da! Ariel has been randomly pulling up my shirt and hugging my stomach lately, which is incredibly precious now that we know she's hugging her little brother or sister. Anybody have any girl name ideas? We're set if it's a boy, but we're clueless for a girl... Please leave any bright ideas. :-D Thanks!
