More pictures and a dr update

All is good here. I went to the dr today. I'm officially 24 weeks and 3 days pregnant, although "little" Noah is measuring 28 weeks. What does this mean? Probably nothing. I never measured big with Isaac however he measured big on the ultrasound. Since my blood pressure was so high we knew he probably wouldn't be that big, but since I supposedly had gestational diabetes they weren't sure. As we all know he wasn't that big at 6lbs 9 oz. Noah on the other hand was measuring about 2 weeks ahead of schedule at my 20 weeks ultrasound and now I measure 4 weeks ahead, so you never know. Fortunately my blood pressure is still perfect. I couldn't ask for more. He's still not sure if I have gestational diabetes, but let's put it this way....I eat what I want and drink what I want and my sugar still stays at 100. I despise taking those tests so I wanted to get out of it if I could. The dr said since I'm testing my sugar and it's fine as long as I continue that I don't have to take the next test! Hooray!!!!! So all is well, hopefully we will get to set a date soon for Noah's birthday, unless he keeps measuring so big.

Here's me at 24 weeks pregnant.













Isaac on the other hand is once again growing by leaps and bounds. He's making lots of new sounds and trying to say many words. His favorite word is still clock. He now says block, but it sounds just like clock. He makes a weird sound I can't quite describe. It's kind of a spitting/bum bum bum/ LOUD sound is all I can say. He does it for hours on end and thinks it's hilarious. He also says "yes" to every question you ask him. And again, he goes around saying yes all of the time. Today at the store he wouldn't stop saying yes/yup the entire time we were there. He got louder the longer we were there. It would've been really funny if it was someone else's child. Nobody seemed to be bothered though. He's got 4 teeth this week. Two eye teeth that you can see the point through his gum yet they aren't quite there and two molars, one on top and one on bottom that have broken all the way through. To get 4 teeth in a week, he's been wonderful. Yes, a little fussy and at times hard to get along with, but I can totally understand that.

Here are a few pictures of my silly boy.

This is their nightly ritual. Isaac get a tubby and then he and Daddy pray and read his Bible. As you can imagine, some nights are better than others. This night he was particularly good. Usually Isaac just wants to kiss the people in his Bible.


















He loves carrying my hair dryer around the house. Most days I have to go around looking for it in order to dry my hair. Yesterday we were trying to go to a Super Bowl party and he would not put the hair dryer down. It was almost as if he was saying "No Mom, I'm not ready to go, I'm busy." He's such a a silly boy.











He thinks he's a rock star. He loves to play with his guitar and he walks around in circles playing music.

New pictures and an update

I know, it's been a while. It's funny how I check others blogs every day hoping they updated all of their friends and family, but I forget to update my blog.

First let me start with a video. Isaac has this new move when he gets excited. Wherever he is he starts making this "whooshing" sound then flapping his arms in the air squealing with excitement. It's hard to explain but hilarious to watch. If you're having a bad day, watch this and it won't be bad anymore.

I am currently almost 24 weeks pregnant. hard to believe that this one is flying by so quickly. I have 15 weeks left. WOW. I can't believe I'll be a mom of 2 very shortly. I'm feeling pretty good. Tired as normal when you're pregnant. I've had so problems with my back, mainly because I'm getting so big in the front but yes I'm loosing weight. He's not sure if Noah is pressing against something or if everything is just compressing and hurting. Some days I feel fabulous, others it's difficult to walk. But again, it could be much worse and I don't have much to complain about.

This face says it all ;)












Isaac on the other hand found all of the energy that I've lost the last 6 months. As someone watching him said the other day, he never stops. don't get me wrong, he's not bad he's just busy. He has to check everything out and see how it works. He has to get on the floor and look under things to figure it all out. He's slowly figuring out how to get my computer open. He knows there's a button to push, he just can't find the button...yet. He's mastered the stairs, but does a funky thing now. He crawls to the top, very quickly, but when he gets to the top step he won't move until you get there and hold his hand and he wants to walk up the last step. He's such a silly boy. He wants to walk most of the time now, he certainly doesn't want my help or to be carried. Which is a good thing for both of us. He's almost insistent on drinking from a glass with no lid. He does really good and he doesn't spill that much. The only problem is that when he's done drinking he throws it. Well when there's no lid, that's a problem. speaking of throwing, he has discovered gravity and must see the effects of gravity on every object. He throws everything. Not because he's mad or doesn't want it, he wants to see if it will bounce or make a noise. He's not figured out that since the laundry room doesn't have carpet things sound different on the floor in there. He's so smart he even knows that things sound different on the carpet in the family room, the linoleum in the laundry room and the carpet in front of the washer.
I know I think he's the smartest boy, but I was very impressed seeing him take Velcro rollers of different sizes and putting them inside each other, the right way and putting them inside from the top and bottom. He's just so smart. He's saying more and more words these days. Anything that hangs on the wall is a clock and the child can spot a clock from 100 feet away. Sunday he was sitting with someone in front of us at church and during the prayer he realized she was wearing an watch so he started yelling CLOCK CLOCK CLOCK. Bill and I are wondering if he's going to be a clock maker one day. He's also slightly obsessed with books. When I go in to get him in the mornings when he wakes up he immediately yells CLOCK and BOOK. He wants me to know he's got his two favorite things in his room and he must get to them immediately. He wants to read the same books over and over again. He loves for Daddy to read him "Elmo, Clap Your Hands." However I don't read it good enough I think because he takes it away from me and walks to Daddy.
Even though he does great when going to bed we are trying to establish a good bed time routine. We take a tubby which is his favorite thing in the world. I think he could play in the tub for hours. He loves to take a cup of water and "try" to pour it on me. He thinks it's hilarious. After the tubby he gets dressed and he and Daddy read his Bible. He loves it. If his Bible is laying on the stool during the day he will bring it to me and say "Daddy, Daddy." He loves it so much he has to kiss Jesus every time they read it. He's also very big into "kissing" things that he likes. Books, the couch, Winnie the Pooh and just about anything Elmo, he kisses. He won't give you a kiss if you ask for it, but at random times he wants to kiss you. He also kisses Baby Noah quite often.
So nothing huge is going on, we're just enjoying our growing boy and realizing very quickly that he is no longer a baby and loosing those baby qualities more and more every day. We're almost done with the bottle. I think he could be done completely as he only takes one when he goes to bed at night, but I still want to give him one just because that means in some sense, he's still a baby.

He loves to put spoons and forks in bowls, cups and plates.












My big boy, he even brushed his own hair.










The snow at Snowhaven when we took the kids at church snow tubing.



























One of the nice days last week we took him to the park.





















































Trying to be like Daddy with his controller and computer. He thinks he's so big.

More lessons

It's been a week of lessons on so many levels this week.
Over the last two day I feel like God is teaching me many many lessons. Yesterday I started having the worst pain in my back that I've ever had in my life. If you know me, I don't call the doctor for much. I've never wanted to be one of those people that calls the doctor every time the wind blows. Even with Isaac I didn't call unless I really felt like something was wrong or out of the ordinary. I figured when everything I tried that normally takes this pain away didn't help at all it was time to call to see what I could take and if I should be worried. They asked me to come in immediately to make sure there was nothing really wrong with me or the baby. Everything came back good, no infection. Basically I've either pulled, pinch, tweaked, injured something. He says it should take several days to relax. He gave me some pain meds which I was very leery about taking. It's the same thing they gave me when I came home from the hospital. My dr laughed and said he was pretty sure I wouldn't take them unless I really needed them since I didn't take them when I came home from the hospital. So I took half of one yesterday evening and then half in the middle of the night. They have really helped. Hopefully a few days and I'll be back to normal.
So what do I feel like God is teaching me in this? Possibly to let go just a teeny tiny bit. Isaac is capable of doing lots of things on his own, but I have a hard time letting him because it takes him quadruple the time it would take me to do it, but I feel like God is saying Anne, he's growing up and in a few months you aren't going to be able to do everything for him. Also, I need to teach him to do things instead of doing them for him. Like when I ask him to come to me, I need to really teach him to do it instead of going and getting him myself. Funny how God even takes my parenting skills and mold them into what He wants, however this is literally a painful lesson.

Other peoples blogs...

I think I'm beginning to get addicted to other peoples blogs. People I know, people I don't know and will probably never know. I think Gods showing me many things through all of these blogs that I try to read every day. 1) I think he's showing me that even when we have what we think are days that are extremely hard, we have no idea what hard really is. 2) I think God's teaching me how to pray in a deeper way. I read these blogs and my heart breaks for these people going through difficult times and it compels me to lift them up to our Healer. 3) God is making me more aware that He does not promise us a perfect life, He promises to love us and take care of our every need. Again, this doesn't mean that He's going to meet every need I have the way I want those needs met. He's going to meet them in His time and in His way. 4) God is quickly teaching me not to take my health or the health of my family for granted. I am currently following several blogs where they have suffered a loss of a young child, have a child that was born very early, or have a child that has a quickly moving form of cancer. When I was pregnant with Isaac, I can't remember a time where it entered my mind that it is possible for this precious little one to not be perfect. I am much more aware this time around that God has formed this baby in His image. Psalm 139 has always been such a special passage to me, but now having children, it takes on a whole new light. Seeing once again that tiny little baby, not much more than 6-7 inches move all around and wiggle his fingers and toes I am truly amazed at How big our God is. He creates this perfect little life. I almost always cry during our ultrasounds, not because there's something wrong or out of excitement, but when I see that little baby move I'm flooded with the reminder that this baby is such a blessing from God. Like I've said before, this wasn't necessarily my plan to have a baby this quickly, but God's plan works in His time and in His way. I am so thankful though that God has given us another little boy so close in age to our precious Big Boy. I have a feeling they will be such good friends.
God is teaching me every day not to take Him for granted. In October God started bringing things to my mind that I need to be thankful for and not take for granted. Things like heat, running water, the house I live in, the things I have, that He meets our needs, that our bills are paid. There are so many people right now that wish they had all of those things and these are thing that we take for granted quite often. Lately Gods been impressing on me to be thankful for the hard times. This is NOT easy. For emphasis, let me repeat that this is extremely hard to do. Yesterday during church, Pastor John asked what we hold onto with open arms and what we hold onto with tightly closed fists. In realistic terms, there would only be a few "things" that I would be sad if God took away. Mainly my memories. The only thing I feel like I hold onto with tightly closed fists would be my family. I applaud Abraham for being willing to sacrifice his son Isaac because God wanted him to. I can't imagine doing that. This makes me more and more thankful for what God has given me.
I feel like there's so much I want to share, but I don't have the time or the words for now. But I ask you to be in prayer for so many families that need God's touch today.

First Birthday

What a fun, exciting, overwhelming and exhausting day! Isaac's first birthday was a success. He went to William's house yesterday morning while I went to the doctor. I was so thankful that we ask Kindra to watch him. The Ultrasound Man was running almost an hour behind. Okay, not the worse thing in the world, but we got there early for our appointment. So we ended up spending over 2 hours at he doctor. That would've been miserable to try to entertain Isaac there for 2 hours. We picked Isaac up and he was almost upset that we were there to pick him up. He wanted to play more an we were ready to go. Our plan was to go to KFC, Isaac's favorite place to eat, for lunch. Well, Isaac pretty much fell asleep in the car on the way so we went through the drive through to pick up lunch and he was awake when we got him out of the car. So he still got to have his lunch.
While he took a nap, I made his cake and finished cleaning up the house to get ready for his party. He wasn't quite sure what was happening, but knew something was up. Once people started arriving, he was having a great time. We opened presents first and he had a pretty good time. He didn't want to move on to another present, he just wanted to play. He was overwhelmed with excitment when Daddy came in with a HUGE blue bouncy ball. I thought he might explode for a minute. He chased the ball around the house for an hour last night. After presents we had cake. He wasn't sure what to do with it because he's never had cake. I think it was a little too cold as it had been in the fridge so the icing wouldn't melt. Daddy put a scoop of ice cream on his tray and then he decided this was a good thing. He started licking the tray. He was a mess by the time it was all over with. As you'll see in the pictures, there was cake everywhere. He was getting upset when people left and they wouldn't give him a hug but he was filthy. So once people left we went straight to the tubby. The party was so much fun. He was exhausted, but didn't go to bed until 9:30 which is almost 2 hour past his bed time. I was hoping he would sleep in this morning, but I can't complain too much that he was up around 8:30.
We headed to Wal-mart this morning to use his gift cards. You know me, I'm always shopping on sales and looking for deals so it was kind of fun to walk up and down the aisle, not really looking at prices. We went through the aisle and he didn't really seem to react to anything until we got to the Hula Hoops. He went crazy. So we got him one. He played with some at church the other night and thought he was in seventh heaven. He also got a guitar that he played with at William's house and loved, along with some puzzles, two trucks, some new PJ's, an outfit, some new cups and a few other odds and ends. I think Daddy and I had more fun picking out toys than Isaac did. Then we had to come home for a nap, he was so tired that he could barely walk in the living room. Yesterday was a big day for all of us.
I told Bill this morning that we would finish up the baby formula that we had and then slowly switch him over to regular milk when the formula ran out. We will also put away the bottles when the formula runs out. It makes me sad to think my little boy won't be drinking bottles anymore. He's a big boy now. But, as Bill pointed out to me again, we're going to be doing it all over again in a few months. Which is very true. Seeing Baby Noah yesterday made it so real to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm totally aware that I'm pregnant, it's not something that you forget, but seeing that baby on an ultrasound moving all around makes it so real. I love seeing those little feet and hands. My one baby is quickly becoming a little boy but I have another coming behind him.

Tubby Time



















Messy boy












What has happened to me Mom?












Gotta love that face









I will lick it.


















I'm not sure what I'm suppose to do with this.









His Elmo cake, now quite what I pictures, but pretty good for a first try.









His blue ball.










Oh what is he bringing to me?












Ms. Michelle, you need to listen to me. :-)










I love these puzzles.




















Oh Mom, this shirt will look so cute on me.









Loving me some Tigger. Now he has an Elmo, a Winnie the Pooh and a Tigger.










Oh Mom, did you really get this for me? He was so excited he licked the box.









What's in here?

We're having a.......

BOY!!!!!!

His name will be Noah Allen. He looks great and is measuring a few days ahead of my due date, so we will have to see what happens. He is like his brother in the fact that when he was done with all the poking and prodding of the ultrasound he curled up in a little ball and wouldn't move so that we could see anything else. He was done with us. He was very active. He kept showing us his hand and feet. Ever time I see baby feet on an ultrasound it makes me cry to think that God created this little perfect baby growing inside me. I am just overwhelmed by this fact. God give us so much.

Hand and Feet

Profile picture, what a beautiful baby

Hands

Feet, look at those little toes.

Its a boy!

A few pictures

Oh it's been an eventful week. Isaac is walking around like a mad man, almost running around sometimes. He's into everything and exploring everything. It's funny to watch him, he has to get down on the floor and lay down to see how everything works. He even wants to look in between the computer when the computer is closed. He's going through some growth spurts or that's what I'm calling it. He's been rather fussy lately and determined to get his way when he wants it. We've had several battles of will lately, but I always win, even if that means he needs to spend some time in his bed. We took him to the dr a few days ago. He now weighs 23 and 1/2 pounds. What a big boy. The dr also says he has 4 teeth coming in which could be cause for some of his fussiness. I honestly can't complain because he's still such a wonderful baby.
I can't believe he will turn one tomorrow. Where has this year gone? I was thinking this morning what I was doing this time last year. I was getting ready for a birthday party (I think it was). Little did I know how different things would be a few days later. How much better our lives would be. How much joy our lives would have. Every day seems like it's a new adventure. Some good, some not so good. But in the end, the good more than outweighs the bad. We were talking this morning how that little smile and the hands shaking yelling your name when he sees you makes all the bad things go away. No, there's nothing wrong with him, he just gets so excited that his hands shake quite often. Pastor Brad and Michelle were gone on vacation for Christmas and when he saw Pastor Brad, he literally went crazy for a minute. His whole body shook and he couldn't or wouldn't move and just kept squealing. So Brad went to pick him up and Isaac squealed louder and would reach out his hands to touch him but he couldn't just touch him. We all laughed until we cried. It was hilarious. This boy just gets so excited about things, it makes me smile.

This is the bowl from Bill's dinner, Isaac loved it as you will see below.