New things since last post

I had another doctor's appoinment for baby #2. Everything was great - doctor found the heartbeat using the doppler, and the rate was around 150bpm. I always love hearing my baby's strong heartbeat. The doctor keeps telling me that I am making his job easy - I go in there, rarely have any questions for him, we listen to the heartbeat, and then leave. Pretty easy! Next appointment is April 20th when we find out the sex of the baby! Really looking forward to that!

I do, however, need to talk to the doctor next time I go in. I have been experience heart palpatations. I assume that they are the same ones that my mother and sister and Aunt Patti get - benign MVP's. I have felt these occasionally in the past, but not often. However, over the last few weeks of pregnancy, I have felt this palpatations much more often. Last Saturday, they were really bad. I don't think there is anything to be concerned with - I just think that I need to mention it to my doctor.

I dropped Brooke off at Grandma and Grandpa's house the other weekend so Jeremy and I could go out and look at furniture for a few hours. When we got there, she was talking about going swimming in their pool - but we told her that it was too cold, and that the pool wasn't open and that she needed a bathing suit. As I was walking out the door, she told me she wanted a pink bathing suit. Apparently, she thought I was leaving to go and get her one! When I came back from furniture shopping, Dad kept telling me that Brooke was saying something all afternoon, but they couldn't understand her. They said it sounded like Blue Cheese. I had no clue what he was talking about until Brooke looked at me and said something about going swimming and her "boot seat". Apparently, she couldn't remember the words bathing suit, so she said boot seat instead. I thought this was really cute.

We went to see Disney Princesses on Ice at Rupp Arena this past weekend. Brooke loved seeing all the princesses come out and sing and dance on the ice. Her favorite was snow white. She was very well behaved - sat in her seat the entire time, and watched the show. I was really amazed at how well she behaved...especially for a two year old. But, I have to say - she really does listen and behave quite well. She's going to have a busy upcoming few weeks - the circus is next weekend, and then Sesame Street Live is the weekend after that. I hope she behaves at the next events as well as she did this past one!

Jeremy and I have been out shopping for new cars....and boy oh boy has it been a task. For whatever reason, I don't want a minivan. I am not sure if I am trying to hold onto my youth, if I don't want to be a "soccer mom", or what. I know there is no logic behind my reasoning - because me reason for not getting a minivan is just because I DONT WANT ONE. My logical side of me (which prevails most of the time) says that a minivan is the way to go. I know this. I should listen to Logical Danielle. So why can't I? Not sure. Maybe I need to seek professional help? Not sure. Maybe I just need to suck it up and get a stupid minivan and call it a day. Not sure.

All's I know - I don't want a minivan. I swore to myself up until three months ago that I would NEVER drive a minivan. Now, logical danielle is shining through, and the thought is being disgustingly considered.

When Jeremy and I went out this past weekend and looked at cars, my pregnancy emotions got the best of me. We looked at a Honda Pilot, and when I realized that it was not a vehicle that I really wanted, I cried. I cried because I saw a minivan in my future. I cried because I didn't want a minivan. After a few minutes, Jeremy calmed me down, and we decided to look at a few other places. He looks at me again, sees me crying. He asked why I was crying....it was because I saw a stupid minivan. Then, my crying became laughter. Wow, thank you pregnancy hormones!! But, logical, realistic, practical Danielle knows that I am being ridiculous. And maybe, for some reason, this is my last stand to be irrational, unrealistic, and impractical? I don't know.

Peanuts

I was getting Brooke ready for bed this evening, and changing her clothes. She still sleeps in a pull up, even though she stays dry at night about 90% of the time, but I am just not ready to clean up a mess in the middle of the night! So, I was putting her pull up on, and she had her hands all over her private parts. I told her to get her hand out of her vagina. We talk about her private parts and what all girls have. I turn around and ask her what Daddy has. She immediately said "I don't know", and then holds up her little pointer finger, says "I know! Peanuts!!". I really have no idea where she got that from - I assume that she picked that up from school, because we have only told her one time (a long time ago) what Daddy's private parts were called.

When she said Peanuts, I died laughing. I thought it was absolutely hilarious that she said that. I knew that it had to go on the blog. I love that little girl.

Oh Sh!t and Butterflies??

Jeremy and I really need to watch our mouth! I was driving home today from Randy and Pam's for Jacob's 14th birthday, and Brooke was taking off her shoes and socks in the back seat of the car. She took her socks and put one of them on her hands. She tried to put the other one on her other hand, but couldn't...so she said "Oh, Sh&t!". I turned around and asked her what she just said - and she repeated exactly what I thought I had heard. I told her that we don't say that word and how it was not nice....but we shall see if/when it happens again.

Every once and a while, I will get these little butterfly feelings...and I wonder if it's the baby. I am only 13 weeks and two days, but I swear I am feeling the baby! It has only happened about once a day for the last two or three days, and I don't remember quite feeling these types of flutters with Brooke. Feeling her move for the first time was more like popcorn popping. This is more like butterflies. Not sure if I just missed this stage of pregnancy with Brooke because I wasn't looking for this type of feeling...or I could be totally making this feeling up right now. I have no idea. I would like to think that what I am feeling is truly coming from the baby...but I am just not sure yet.

Boy or Girl???

So from the very beginning, I have asked Brooke whether or not she was going to have a baby brother or a baby sister. At first, she would say whatever you said last. From there, it went to baby brother all the time, and now it's at baby sister all the time. Jeremy is convinced that his little swimmer was another X, and this baby will be a girl. I am not quite convinced that this is his "gut" feeling, but rather a feeling so that when the ultrasound tech says "girl", he won't be disappointed. I have that same problem. I want a boy so badly, that I am picturing myself with a little boy in the future. I see us playing with dump trucks and making mud pies together....but again, I don't know if this is my gut - or if this is just my sub conscious thinking about the boy I want so badly.

I think that Jeremy and I both want a boy so badly because this will be our last baby (at least according to Jeremy). Of course, as this goes without saying, we want the baby to be healthy, happy, have 10 fingers and 10 toes, etc...but if he can have the right "male" parts, we would be thrilled!

Another reason I think boy, is because this pregnancy is so different from the last in a lot of ways. When I was pregnant with Brooke, I craved sweet things...now I really could care less about them. With this pregnancy, I want sour or spicy stuff...the more vinegar it has in it, the more I want it!! First pregnancy: wanted mexican all the time. Second pregnancy: yuck to mexican food! First pregnancy: not really nauseaous Second pregnancy: more nauseaous, but tolerable

So, now comes the fun part. I want to know what everyone thinks we are having. So, either leave a comment....post something to my FB wall, send me a text, or next time you see me, just let me know what you think! I am curious as to what everyone else's "gut" says!

Alligator, Book Reading, and Starting to Show

The other day, I had a terrible headache. Jeremy thought it might be from dehydration, so I pounded a Gatorade right before bed. I left the Gatorade bottle in the den on the table. The next morning when Jeremy came home, Brooke had her sippy cup of water right next to my empty Gatorado bottle. She looked at Jeremy and said "There's my water, Daddy. There's Mommy's Alligator". I cracked up laughing, but Jeremy was completely lost. Apparently, Brooke didn't remember the word Gatorade. But, the word "Gator" stuck. So she called my Gatorade - Alligator. I told my mom this story, and she told me that I should send it to Gatorade for them to use as a commercial. It was so cute.

Brooke is going through another phase where she loves reading books. She will pick up a book and read it to herself. The other day, she picked up a Dora book, looked at the first page and said "Hi, I'm Dora, and this is my friend, Boots". It was really cute. I love listening to her read to herself.

Well, it's official. I am starting to show. It's crazy how it happens all of a sudden, but it's certainly happening. There is much more roundness going on in the tummy area! Overall, I am starting to feel much better and not as sick as I was. I still have to keep food in my stomach, but it's not nearly as bad as it was before. I am officially 12 weeks today - almost out of the first trimester! It's so hard to believe that I have known I was pregnant for 8 weeks already. Time is flying!!