He is a Bigin'

Clearly I still suck at updates! But alas, Pierce Obadiah arrived at 12:26pm on July 17th. He was 9 lbs 6 oz and 21 in. long...now he is just ginormo. Heh, he does not look like the tender 6 weeks that he is. But he is a great joy! It is a bit exhausting with the breast feeding as he wants to eat, especially in the morning, all the time! But he is starting to smile a coo a bit which wipes away any tiredness I am feeling!

The birth went pretty smooth considering it was scheduled and such. At the end of my pregnancy I was incredibly uncomfortable and had no idea why (obviously it was because I was carrying a giant in my belly). But hindsight is 20/20. We went in to start the procedure just before 12, at that point I was given a shot with a needle that was shoved into my back which pretty much made me so numb I did not even know, until everyone started gauking over the shear size of him, that we had started the procedure. Seriously. He is and was beautiful and healthy and had the cutest pre-cry scream I have ever heard.

Silas was a bit afraid of him and the whole situation at first. Really it was because of all the tubes and such hooked up to me. Because as things were removed from me the more comfortable he became. And before we left the hospital he was calling him "my bebe" and giving him kisses. Now Silas still loves his brother but does have his moments of jealousy.

We are all doing great and enjoying our sweet little surprise. He is a blessing and a joy! And is currently preparing to cry out, probably for more food. So that is all I've got!

Almost Finished

Woohoo we are in the home stretch! 26 days til our due date but because I had a c-section with Si I have to with Pierce as well which means we get to schedule it and we get to do it at 39 weeks so woot a week early! We are scheduled for either the 16th or the 17th of July (that is unless Pierce wants to come sooner--which is ok with me as long as he is healthy). I don't know when it will be confirmed for the actual date, my doc scheduled both days with the expectation that he will get bumped on one of them.

I am currently out of a job because the company went out of business. It is both nice and stressful. I get to rest...all the time and spend tons of time with Silas which I am hoping will make the transition from only child to big bro much easier. But because we expected me to be able to work for over a month more it means that Jordan has only just started the job search...which means he is not yet working which means things are tight. I like having one of us home with Sisi but it is not so great having both of us here...it is a bit excessive :-P. We certainly will not get to move before the baby comes (as was our hope) and we are even a little worried about how rent is going to get paid. But things have always worked out for us in the past thanks to little blessings (or sometimes great big ones) so we are keeping our heads up and remaining optimistic (or at least Jordan is as he is the eternal optimist in our relationship and I am the doomsful pessimist). And he is applying for every kind of job under the sun it seems so hopefully all his efforts will pay off soon.

Pierce it seems is a big one. I am humongo and feeling it. I am not certain a person who is not quite 5'3'' is supposed to carry so much weight on their body and it makes this girl uncomfortable. But he is very healthy and has a nice strong heartbeat and besides all the aches and pains and swelling this pregnancy is going very well! Speaking of swelling...oy. I get the biggest most swollen feet you could imagine (maybe and exageration depending on how good your imagination is) but it is gross...marshmallows that have been toasted but not yet browned is how I would describe it...ugh. And I, despite the fact that my father's gene contribution is predisposed to it, do not have an addictive personality...but my one and only true addiction is Pepsi and because of this retched swelling I have been instructed not to take even a sip of my beloved weakness until after I deliver..."whoa to me" is all I can say. Heh. In all seriousness though, staying away from this delectable treat is one of the hardest things I have had to do...and yes, I know that that is very sad. But an addiction is an addiction.

On the Silas front, he talks like crazy here at home...you can't get him to quiet down it seems...and he is our little parrot. As soon as you get him around people he does not know very well (which is basically everyone on the planet besides Jordan and myself) he tightens up like a clam and you can hardly get him to utter more than two words. Heh. He is very very shy like his mom and if I knew how to get him over that I would not be so shy myself...with a dad as outgoing as his perhaps he will outgrow this but we will see. He is working on potty training and has a 100% success rate when he is butt naked. And is starting to catch on a little (but not a lot) when he is wearing a pull up. But mostly he just goes in his pants if he has underwear or a pullup on. It is frustrating but at least he goes to the toilet when naked...and well, he spends most of his time naked so most of the time he goes in his toilet. He is learning to tell us when he has to go (when he is naked) so hopefully that will soon lead to him telling us when he is clothed. He is quite possibly the most amazing kid on the planet (no bias here). He is indeed in the terrible two's of life and he has perfected the art of being terrible. Which of course means that he has penatrated my heart beyond repair as I have a particular fondness for trouble makers and turd buckets :-P.

I am not sure if I will be on here again before Pierce comes but I will try to remember an update when I do have him. If something amazing happens before then I will make an effort to update all 2 or 3 of you who have taken notice of this blog hehe. But until then...see ya!

Whoa.

Alright, it has been awhile, again. Si si poopity pants broke our computer just before we left for vacation so we did not have one for a while. But we are currently borrowing Dad's unused tower until we get a new one of our own.

I am hitting the third trimester and am both anxious and feeling rushed about it. Everything is going alright. There was a while when I was very sick with the icky death cold. It lasted about a month. It was not until I developed an ear infection and got on some antibiotics that I got better. It was strange but so glad to be over it!

I'm huge, baby is moving a ton, and everything is going well. That is really all there is to say at the moment.

Si and I are going to go make some cookies now so that should be fun!

I Was Told it Isn't Possible to Put Him Back

We will be welcoming the Pierce Obadiah Edgar into the world in July. Yes, it's a boy. He was very stubborn during the ultrasound and gave the technician a difficult time documenting all the body parts she needed to scan for the anatomy scan EXCEPT when she was looking at his private parts area. He was very proud of his man parts (much like Silas was) and made it very clear to her what he was.

Everything looks good as far as we can tell. Heartbeat strong and steady; 143 beats per minute. No abnormalities or anything. When I did my quad test the dr. said average woman has a 1 in 1,000 chance of having a baby with down syndrome but somehow I manage to have a 1 in 10,000 chance. So things are really great.

Now we wait. We have most everything we need except for little little baby boy clothes and little baby diapers. So that is nice. If we had not had another so soon we may have gotten rid of more than what we have so it is nice that we will not need a whole lot. Just the basics really.

Two boys. Oy. Heh we are excited even if it is not what we originally hoped for. In reality the most important thing is that he is healthy!

I'll post the pictures once I gain access to a scanner. :-}

A Quick Update Before the Good One

Alright. I am 18 weeks today. Officially in my fifth month and that is exciting. I can feel the baby moving a little now which is always creepy cuz I am the only one who feels it and knows it is happening. I am way bigger this time than with Silas at this point. At five months with Silas I was just barely getting a bump. But two weeks ago I started having customers at the store asking me politely if I was expecting...which you know you don't do unless you are fairly certain a person is expecting. Sometimes if I am in a grumpy kind of mood I just want to say "no, what are you talking about? What are you trying to say?" Just to make them blush but even at my grumpiest I can't be that mean. Poo.

I have been plagued with daily headaches and frequent migraines. It is so much less than fun. I have been making sure to drink lots of water but it is still a constant thing. I normally get headaches on a regular basis but these ones are intense and very distracting. There are many days that I take the maximum amount of Tylenol aloud and still can not get rid of them. The dr. reluctantly prescribed Vicoden but I've not even filled the prescription cuz if my doc is reluctant than it is probably something I would be better off not taking. So if anyone has tips for naturally relieving a headache let me know.

I say this is the update before the good one because the next time I get around to updating will probably be in a couple weeks after we get to do our second ultrasound. We will likely get to know the sex of the baby then. When we know I will share his or her name respectively. I can't wait!

In other news. Silas is doing wonderful. He is starting to pick up more and more words and is quite chatty. He is also quite skilled in the fit throwing; almost a pro. And he has found his sure fire way of getting out of trouble when he has been caught doing something he knows he is not supposed to. It involves a fish face kiss and a hug. It is very hard to resist.

Well I have run out of steam so this is the end of the line today.

T-R-U-B-B-L-E

Oy. So when I was pregnant with Silas I had a dream, a couple weeks before we found out the sex, that we were having a boy. Then a couple weeks later...we saw Silas in all his male glory on the ultrasound.

Night before last. I had a dream...I dreamt we had a boy...just my mind playing a game with me I hope.

All throughout the dream I could not remember my poor child's name...but he was for sure a boy...and I did end up remembering at the end. But he was a boy...no doubt...poop.

Since I Suck at Blogging

Meh at this point it is really tough to blog about the whole pregnancy thing...cuz besides peeing ALOT and having incredible non stop back pain I do not feel pregnant. I feel fine and dandy actually, well pretty tired still but... I was so sick with Silas, puking a bunch and feeling like crap all the time during the first trimester I truley felt pregnant. I am starting to show a bit already...which actually just looks like I am getting fatter not pregnanter...I can't wait till it looks like I am actually preggers instead of stinking chubby.

No cravings...which I kind of wanted to have some weird cravings this time around...just so I could say I did. I put jalapenos in my tuna salad the other day and Jordan thought that was a pregnancy thing...I wish it was...but really it was a truley inspired and delicious idea. Some people put pickles...this is way better! Try it!

I can say that I can't wait for the exhaustion part to completely ease off...although maybe that will last for the next 18 years...haha...but no it is tough for me to even stay awake at night and I am a night owl so it is a complete shock to my system.

Still havn't gotten the health insurance thing figured out which is lame...I will have to start harassing...fun. I hate making trouble but I am tired of waiting...

Well, until next time...

It is Going to be a Looong Hot Summer!

Had the ultrasound on the 31st (finally). At first the lady could not even find the little one...freaked me out. But alas (s)he was found...legs kicking around first then the rest of *her*/him. Looks about like I am 10.5 to 11 weeks along with the e.d.d. being July 22. All I can think is how freaking hot this summer is going to be...oy.

My dad came along for the ultrasound and him and Jordan sat there and discussed football through the entire thing...she brought the heartbeat up so we could hear it and they talked right through it. I literally had to tell them that they may want to stop talking so they could experience this epic moment in our journey towards another Edgar. Silly boys that is all I can say.

As soon as I can gain access to a scanner I will put up a pic of the Edgar in progress.

Nothing much new besides that. Starting to get some of my energy back slowly but surely. I definitely spend less time longing for sleep then I did a week ago. Nausea is way less frequent now as well. Not that I minded that too terribly much anything is better than the regular pukage that happened when I was carrying Silas.

In other news Silas has peed in his toilet twice today! I don't think he even realizes when he has to go but only knows when he did go. But dad stubbornly insists he needs to sit on the potty till he goes...and today that has led to 2 toilet happy moments.

I feel like such a mom today hehe.