'Lil bit's crib...

'Lil bit is what Noah has taken to calling our daughter. I don't mind it  until we are settled on how to spell her name. We have the first and middle name picked out, just still debating on how we want to spell it. 

I digress...

This weekend, my mom, Cash and I went to Dallas to look for a crib. My mom is so terribly generous and has offered to buy her crib (just like she did Cash's). So sweet! So we made a girls (and Cash's) weekend trip to Dallas and the hunt began.

Cash was more excited than anyone. He just kept saying "I find sissy a bed!!!!" louder and louder in each store we went to. So cute.

Anyway, here is the bed we picked for her. It is in an antique white with a more sanded and antiqued finish than this picture. And is convertible to a toddler bed.

Thank you again Mom. We appreciate it more than you know.

Love,

E

Another trip down memory lane...

Since the weather has been anything but cool, I have been searching for things for Cash to do... inside. And as most people with a 2 year old can attest, keeping a toddler happy indoors only lasts so long. So, I called in some resources. Some older, very reliable, and very understanding resources. And off to the basketball gym we went. 

Last fall we went to my cousin Dillyn's basketball game at Westmoore, my old high school. I snapped a picture of Cash in my old high school gym and was so happy I was able to capture that moment. 

 Here are some pictures from Cash's trip down mommy's memory lane. I'm not sure he will ever fully understand the memories and experiences that I had in this gym. But hopefully, one day, he will experience a similar opportunity that helps to shape the person he will ultimately become.

One day he will bored with all of mommy's stories...but today was not that day.

Just dreaming...

Very happy moment for me...

Check the form. Not bad for a 2 year old

Love,

E

My future Olympian...

In honor of the Olympics going on right now, I thought it would be only fitting to share with you guys Cash's dreams of being in the Olympics.

He told me the other day he was going to go to the Olympics. I asked him for what. He told me golf and baseball. Even though they don't have golf or baseball in the Olympics right now, I am not at all doubting that my son will go to the Olympics.

It's amazing to me how when you have children, their dreams become your dreams. Their wishes become your wishes. I feel complete confidence that my son will be whatever he wants to be. And if that includes being an Olympian, then so be it.

Love,
E

Shopping for sissy...

Cash really enjoyed going on a little shopping trip for his future sister. He picked out a ton of stuff and every time he would say, "Ooh, that's pretty. I like that."

Noah isn't the happiest camper that Cash enjoys shopping so much :)

By the way, the dress he has in his hands in the picture below is $40. He has some expensive taste, that's for sure.

Erin

Dear Cash,

We danced again tonight. I love that no matter how old you are getting, you still ask to dance with me. And dance we did. And mommy cried. 

Maybe I am just a little more emotional these days due to your baby sister being in my belly. Or maybe its just that you are so terribly sweet and asked me like a perfect gentleman to "Hold mommy's hand" while you looked up and smiled at me. And then you sat in my arms and rubbed my back and asked me to sing to you. It amazes me how much and deeply I love you. And how happy you make me. And how much you love me. You are mine and I am yours. In that moment when we are dancing, the world around us stops and it is just us. And I am not sure I could be any happier.

Just thought you should know that.

Love,

Mom

Little lady...

Here we are at 12 weeks into this pregnancy. I am a bit behind, but this was taken when the Thunder were in the NBA finals. Such a fun time around here. 

Trust me, you will love going to Thunder games with the fam...

Love,

Mommy

Our ever expanding family...

There are times I ask myself, "Another kid? Can we handle 2? Can we be good parents to 2?" Mostly those thoughts come when Cash is acting up or being a little 2 year old that has the stubbornness of his daddy and mommy and the attitude of a 16 year old girl. But we always knew we wanted more than 1 kid. Here is how it came to be... and no, I will NOT be going into that kind of detail you sicko...

We thought about starting to try for another baby around January. Nothing too serious, just weighing our options and seeing what was right for our family. Well, in February I got a positive pregnancy test. I was stoked. Not exactly what I had planned, but neither was Cash. So I figured if this is the time we are supposed to have another baby, then so be it. I went to the Dr to do my blood work and went on about my day. Not giving anything a second thought. I was pregnant and that was that. Then I got a phone call from the Dr saying my HGC and progesterone levels were low. Really low. I had no idea what that meant. My pregnancy with Cash was as easy as they come and I didn't even know what HCG and progesterone levels were. I went back in a few days later to do more blood work and waited 2 days for the phone call. The phone call to tell me that I was having a "chemical pregnancy" and would miscarry in a matter of days. BOOM. Just like that. The phone call came on Valentine's Day and Noah was out of town. So it was just me and Cash. I told him the news because he is such a good listener and always knows the right thing to say :). His response when I told him he wasn't going to be a big brother right now was, "Love you mommy." And that is all I needed to hear. I was sad and confused and thought there was something wrong with me. I probably over dramatized it in my head a bit, but prayed about it and was fine with the result. It wasn't meant to be. And that was okay.

The Dr told us that since I am so incredibly irregular (Sorry Cash, I know you don't care to know that), it would be a little harder to try to pinpoint my ovulation days. Which I never wanted to do to begin with. I didn't want the process to be stressful and business like. So we didn't worry about any of that and decided it would happen when it was supposed to happen.

And just a side note, it is not uncommon for me to go 4 months without a period. Dr says its "normal" for me, but not really considered normal. So I don't know when to take the pregnancy tests or any of that. So on a random Thursday, I took a test and it said pregnant. I was cautiously excited this time. Went to the Dr and got a call that my levels were low again. AGAIN! I was bummed. They told me to come back in a week and they would re-check my levels. A week?? I just couldn't wait. But I did. I prayed and prayed and prayed. And when I went back to check, my levels were really high and I was pregnant.

So that is how you came to be, sweet girl. "For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him." 1 Samuel 1:26-28

Love,
E