Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Fun times in fall and 30-something weeks!

Hello, hello, Friedbaby friends!  Sorry for the silence over the past few weeks.  As you can see, I've spent the past four weeks growing at a rapid pace.  The belly is getting B.I.G.  These pics were taken when I was 30 and a half weeks, give or take (poor second child...weeks, schmeeks).  Now that I'm creeping up on 32 weeks, I glanced at the one and only pregnancy app floating on page two of my iPhone apps and realized that there are less than 60 days til my due date.  Holy moly.

We've had an exciting few weeks with lots of guests (my parents, my cousin Josh, the whole Craddock family, and my sister) in the span of two weeks.  Now we are gearing up for some peace and quiet that will come as a welcome break, despite all the amazing fun we've had...although I'm sure Colin will miss all the fun "chase" partners and playmates.  Don't worry little man.  In about 18 months, you'll have a new buddy who will be learning to chase you around non-stop.  First though, he just needs to be born and get through the baby stage.  Patience, Colin-san.

Colin very clearly understands (or at least can recite) that he is going to bee a big brother and that the baby is growing in mommy's belly.  He knows that babies cry a lot, because that is how they tell us what they need. Oh, and when I asked him, he said we should name him Biscuit.  I think not. 

Thank heavens for Daniel Tiger, who is teaching him all sorts of helpful hints, like "being a big brother means being a big helper" and "there's time for you and baby too".  I'm guessing those will be on repeat quite a bit once C's little world is rocked.  In the meantime, he is more than happy to give the baby hugs and kisses in my belly, which melts our hearts.

My greatest wish is that Jacey and Aaron were still living here, since it would give Colin some seriously hands-on experience with a baby (you know, if he could go more than 10 minutes between gross illnesses that he collects at preschool).  Jacey was due 10 weeks before me, so if you do the math, she's now negative one weeks pregnant (aka lucky duck! no longer pregnant! and she has the cutest little guy ever!).  

As we come up on the Thanksgiving holiday, I feel so thankful to have such an incredible family - a caring, thoughtful and loving husband, a spunky and imaginative toddler and this bun in the oven who we will meet in a couple short months. Blogging day-to-day has been tough, because I can't lie - the days are long, I'm rarely comfortable, and my patience is wearing thinner by the day.  But the big picture - when I look at the big picture, I can't even put into words how lucky and how blessed I am.


And now, because I know it isn't just this big-ole-bump and my ramblings you came here to see, here is some Colin-related cuteness to fill your cute-o-meter for the day.  First up, some cute photos from one of the last park-worthy days before the weather got stupid-cold.

We had a ton of fun with Steph, Justin, Casey, Carolyn and Cody.  Colin and Cody chased each other all over the Field Museum, pressing every button on every display, while the rest of us enjoyed the actual content.  

After a long day of fun, between the museum, tacos, playing and pizza making, the boys definitely needed a bath.  Too, too cute.

And that's all for now.  I am visiting the midwife every other week now, and so far, all is thoroughly uneventful, so I doubt there will be anything too newsworthy to post over here for a couple of weeks.  
Wishing everyone a happy Thanksgiving!


Friday, October 17, 2014

26 weeks!!

Holy moly friends!  I can't believe how the end of summer and beginning of fall have flown.

In the past couple months, we have:

Gotten Colin totally acclimated to and thoroughly loving preschool!  After a challenging transition at the beginning, now I just send Colin running into the classroom to his loving and fabulous teachers, Angelica and Susan.  He loves carrying his backpack, and he is constantly telling us all about his buddies and his fun exploits at PRESCHOOOL!

Taken a romantic getaway in Maine and New Hampshire.  It was awesome, until my morning sickness reincarnated itself, this time by way of a chocolate intolerance that sends me puking.  WTF, baby?!

Picked a zillion apples and ate a zillion apples. There were pumpkins involved, but mostly lots and lots and lots of apples. Colin loved it. We did too.

Celebrated Rosh Hashanah here in Chicago, and as Colin likes to say it, "we shimmied at the synagogue for Rosh Hashanah."  Colin had strep and hand-foot-mouth, and yet we made it to temple where the kids service had David and Colin dancing and jamming to the shofar.  We also road tripped to Ohio for Yom Kippur, enjoying what might be our last schlep to Ohio before the arrival of this next munchkin, since long stretches sitting in a car seem not to agree with this fetus either.  

Snuck off for a mid-week day trip to Madison for Jacey's big 3-0, which was, as you can guess, heavenly.  If only we had recaptured the cuteness of our ever-growing bumps, which are indeed getting bigger and closer to eviction day.

Took a whirlwind solo trip to Fishkill, New York to officiate Amy and Josh's amazing lovefest of a wedding.  It was amazing, I learned that I could potentially have a second career as a justice of the peace, and I was so glad to be there to help unite two wonderful people in marriage (even if they did do the legal part of it earlier - I'm not ordained as Rabbi Rachel or Reverend Rachel).

Oh yeah, and I am cooking a baby.  And hence, growing bigger by the day.  We are 26 weeks in, just one week from the third trimester.  I started seeing a physical therapist a couple months ago, which has been life altering because it is making huge improvements for my back, which does not seem to be appreciating my expanding waistline.  So for those who don't get to see me waddle in person, here are some cute photos of the bump.

Thankfully, from the front, it's barely visible!

Thursday, September 11, 2014

The results are in, and it's a....


This Monday, I had my anatomy scan, where they measure everything from the baby's brain to its heart to it's arms, legs, hands and feet and everything in between.  It was amazing to see all those things growing inside my belly - even though this isn't our first rodeo as far as the whole "growing a baby" thing goes, it was no less incredible and miraculous.  And yet again, it kind of grossed David out.  

Anyways, it was about an hour long, and we got to hear from the ultrasound tech that everything was growing and developing exactly as it should be.  So yay!  And then finally, at the very end, she asked if we wanted to know what we were having, which of course we totally did.

Lo and behold, it's another little DUDE!  Colin is going to be a big brother to a little brother!

I'm not going to lie - I am a bit intimidated by the future grocery bills, the rough-housing and the sheer amount of baseball and football I will be watching, outnumbered 3:1 over here, but truly, the idea of raising brothers who will hopefully grow to be super close outweighs all of it.  Plus if this little guy is nearly as sweet as his older brother, I will be spoiled rotten with hugs and kisses from two little men.

Since seeing my growing belly (20 weeks) isn't nearly as exciting as seeing the little dude growing inside it, here are a couple ultrasound pics for your viewing pleasure.  

Profile pic turned sideways

The spine - so crazy, right?!

I'd love any advice from moms of 2+ boys! We can't wait to meet this little guy at the end of January.

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