Friday, September 28, 2012

Quick preview...



Just a quick snippet of a few pics from my parents photo session this past week.

Love,
E

Dear Cash,

You are so excited to be a big brother. And I mean so excited. Every time we pass the hospital where Presley will be born you should in excitement, "That's sissy's doc!!" and "That's were I meet sissy!" And it makes my heart melt.

I know that as you both grow up and older you will also inevitably grow apart for a short time. But the excitement that you had anticipating the arrival of your sister is something that I can look back on and marvel in.

I thought it was impossible to love someone so much without ever meeting them. Until I found out about you. And now I am finding it even more miraculous that a small, seemingly oblivious 2 year old, could have a deep and strong love for someone he has never met. But you do. And you aren't afraid to show it.

I know as you read this, you will probably be grimacing and thinking to yourself, "No way. Presley is just my annoying little sister." But you were so excited. More than anyone, you were excited to know her and to meet her.

And that, my son, is something you will hold in your heart forever. She is your sister. Your baby sister at that. And you should always be excited to love her and know her. And you should make sure she knows it.

Love,
Mom

Monday, September 10, 2012

Dear Presley,

Tonight, in honor of one of our family shows "The Voice", your daddy and brother crawled over to us while we were laying on the ground. A part of me thought they were coming to ambush us. And a part of me thought they were coming to love on us. With those two, you never really know. But they decided to serenade you with a little rendition of Jesus Loves Me. 

And it was beautiful. Absolutely the sweetest thing I have experienced in a long time. The sang it together and had their mouths right by my belly. Right by your ear so you could hear. Hear the love in their voices. Hear the excitement and anticipation in their voices as they wait seemingly patiently for your arrival. 

You won't remember it. But I am certain that you heard it. Right after they were done, you started moving around. Which lets me know you heard it. And loved it.

Love,
Mom

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Dr visit...

First thing... I changed doctors. Gasp! Right in the middle of my pregnancy? Was this a brain fart? How could I change half way through? These are some questions I asked myself prior to my decision to switch doctors. The problem wasn't the doctor. The problem was the location. So I switched to a highly recommended doctor in Norman, so that we could deliver closer to home. And that was that. Decision made with no regrets. So this week the doc wanted to do an ultrasound to check up on Presley Mae and get a real life view of her himself. Here is what we know...

She is 1 pound and 12 ounces right now. Which is right at the 50% for weight. It would NOT hurt my feelings if she was a healthy 7 pounder. Considering Cash was 8 pounds and 8 ounces when he was born and Noah was almost a 10 pounder and I was almost a 9 pounder, they took a stab at it and said she would be around an 8 1/2 pounder. Oh goody :)

She has very chubby cheeks already. She gets that from her daddy.

She has my nose. I'm really sorry kids, but there was nothing I could do about it.

She is very active.

She is using my placenta as a pillow... but wouldn't you?

She kind of looks like she has the "Peyton Manning forehead" in this picture... 

And she is just perfect. Everything is good and visible and they have no concerns thus far. Yippee. 

I wonder about hair? Will she have much? Or will she have a skullet like her brother? What color will her eyes be? Will she have a crooked second toe like her daddy, mommy, and bother have?

All of my questions will be answered in due time. When she is ready. And not a moment sooner.

Love,
E

Baby karate...

For the last few months I have been feeling Presley move quite a bit. And I mean quite a bit. Little jumps here and there with a few judo chops thrown in there along the way. And she moves a lot at night, which makes me fear for what may be to come...

I forgot the magic that comes with the feeling of your baby growing inside of you. The sense of peace that comes over you knowing that they are alive and well and tucked snuggly away where only your can feel them. That is the most special bond that I feel you can have with your baby. No one can take that from you. Ever. For 9 months it is just you and your baby. 2 heartbeats. 2 bodies. But one connection. 

And for that I will forever be grateful. 

Love,
E

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Dear Presley Mae...

I feel like you are already getting the shaft. Not purposefully. But nonetheless, you have taken a big hit on this blog. I wrote about and to your brother throughout my pregnancy with him and I am ashamed to say I haven't done that with you. Not because you are any less important. Or because we aren't looking forward to you joining the family. It's a different kind of time in my life right now. I'm working now. I am more tired now. And you, my poor baby girl, are paying the price for that. And it's not fair. I refuse to accept the old adage that the second child doesn't get as much attention as the first child. So you have my solemn mommy vow that I will do better about writing to you and keeping you filled in on what you and I have been up to during this whole pregnancy thing.

Love,
Mom

P.S. You kicked me like crazy today. And I'm pretty sure you kicked a few patients today as well. 

26 weeks...

Here we are at 26 weeks. Getting bigger and bigger every day.

E

Saturday, September 1, 2012

A slight change in plans...

Due to a change of heart and actually getting a visual confirmation of the price of the first crib i picked out... I have opted to change it up a bit.

My mom is one of the most selfless people you will ever meet. She would do anything to help anyone no matter what they need. She offered to get Lil' Bit's crib and she was bound and determined to get my exactly what I wanted. No matter what the cost. So when I found a crib in Dallas that I really liked, she made it happen. And then I saw the receipt. So I changed my mind and cancelled that order. There is no reason on this Earth that a crib should cost that much money. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't the most expensive crib in the world. But it was more than I was willing to ask her to pay. So here it what we came up with...

The good 'ol Jinny Lind crib. Sturdy. Used for years. And much more reasonably priced.

Here is the crib we got...


But maybe I could paint it a really cool color like this...


Or like this...

We will see.

E