Baby update

Can you believe it?

He totally looks like one of ours!

I have never been one to freak out about ultra sound pictures. People would talk about how they could tell they looked more like one of their children...blah blah blah.

But with these 4D, I am now one of those freaks.

We are in love at this house.

We can't wait to see him.

To hold him.

To love on him.

I am 35+ weeks and feeling very big.

We are on a serious count down now.

Because of my Gestational Diabetes and the medication I am on I get to visits the Dr. Every week.

I get hooked up to the NST for a 1/2 hour while there.

Every other week they do U/S so we get to see him frequently, they keep his size in check.

He was Breech for a good 5 Weeks.

I was beginning to panic but as of Friday he flipped.

That is why we are getting GREAT U/S pictures now.

I am happy to say he is growing great and at regular speed.

I haven't put on any weight since 28 weeks (because of my lovely diet.)

This week I put on 2 lbs.

Either he is growing, or I am not doing very well with my diet....(okay maybe a little of both.)

I am CRAZY tired and some times just CRAZY myself.

I am really starting to look forward to the end of this pregnancy, and for that sweet little reward at the end.

As far as the preparation goes, baby's room is ready.

Clothes are washed and put away.

Gwyn got a new dresser that we refinished (pics to come later) so baby can have his changing table.

Gil moved in with Big Boys.

Finished Silky blanket that Grandma Lamoreaux and I started 5 years ago.

Bought diapers.

No diaper bag yet, need to start on that.

Need to prep car seat and stroller.

Still have a few sewing projects.
Need to buys wipes....

I need to stop listing it is making me stress...

I still have time, I still have time....

Earrings

When I was growing up, my dad was dead set against earrings.

He would say, "If God wanted you to have holes in your ears, he would have put them there." My mom convinced him we could get our ears pierced at age 10. So for my tenth birthday, I took all my friends to the mall where we ate at the eatery, and I got my ears pierced.

When it came to Gwyn, I left it up to her.

She is it.

There are no other girls following behind to set a precident for.

Bob was more than supportive,
I wanted her to be ready and want them.

The last couple of months, she has been toying with the idea.

She loves jewelery.

When Aunt Brooke was going to be here, and all the boys were at Father and Sons we decided it was time.

We went to the mall, she chose the earrings she would like, and she sat scared on th chair while Minie held her hand.

Two minutes later she was gorgeous.

We then went for Sushi, then a movie, and then a little shopping.

She is so much fun.

She couldn't wait to surprise her Dad and brothers.

Every morning she wakes up then runs to the mirror to look at her divine diamonds that adorn her ears.

She was ready.

Now this punk had a fantastic time on Fathers and Sons.

What camping trip would be complete with out a little flesh wound?

The Angels...

Abe's team the Angels won their championship game this week.

It was pretty serious business.

Abe really enjoys playing baseball and this was his first year of playing minor league which means the kids actually pitch.

Sometime that makes for painful games in many ways.

Getting hit by the ball....

Watching a pitcher never throw a strike...

Watching 2 innings in an hour and a half...

Your son being walked 90% of the time....

I want you to notice that Abe has on normal baseball pants, but his shirt was really short, so he would refuse to tuck it in. That is unless he decided to wear his baseball leggings instead....

Then he would tuck them in.

Yes, he is Grandpa Mike's grandson.

Yes, his legs are really that long and skinny.

Yes, he does wear his pants that high.

Here is the winning team.

Love these boys, most of them we have known since Abe was just 3 years old. It was a fun year of baseball.

Baby Brig

We were so lucky to get a little visit from baby Brig and my darling sister Paige.

We had not met him yet and he did not disappoint.

My kids were smitten.

My mom and Paige stopped to spend the night while on their way to Arizona to get Granny.

They rolled in about 12:45am and we stayed up until after 2 talking and me getting to love on that sweet boy.

It's a good thing I took that time because after that my kids claimed him.

Gil LOVED him. He kept telling us, "Give me that boy baby!"

When I would ask for a turn he would tell me, "Not yet mom, it's still my turn."

Gwyn was of course in heaven.

Brig may look a little scared in that picture though.

Actually, I have never met such a smiley baby at so young of an age.

Gil taking another turn.

It was so fun to see them, and to get ready for our own. The big boys were sad they only got a few minutes with him before they left for school. Even Bob stayed a home a little later than usual so he could get a little holding time in.

Paige is an awesome mom.

She is way more relaxed than I thought my little perfect Paige would be. She is in heaven, and so is Brig. They are the perfect little match for each other, especially that he looks so much like her.

Thanks so much for stopping to see us. It meant the world to us.

Beauty Salon Birthday Party....

Gwyn loves herself a little pampering.

This year seeing that I am Humongous and not wanting to do anything, we opted for the beauty school.

The Paul Mitchell beauty school to be exact.

Gwyn invited 7 of her favorite lady friends (and with a little help from Nannie and my friend Jessica) we had a fabulous day at the salon.

This might be picture overload but what do you do.

All the ladies!

Some of the girls started with pedi's and others with manicures.

Gwyn took this really serious.

The girls got to choose any color and combination they wanted.

It was so fun for the girls.

Piper started the trend for polka dots on the toes.

Janessa had CRAZY ideas for all of her creations.

She wanted swirls and flowers and many other things.

Gwyn had very elegent toes done.

(Her lady was the best.)

Dezzi getting her hair done.

Gwyn getting an up-do.

This is the do all done.

It was such a fun day.

It was fun to have Nannie here and what a treat to have Granny A.

Five

Oh, my little girl is five today.

I love it and I hate it.

It is going fast, but she is just so much fun.

She is everything I could have hoped for.

Girly, girly, girly.

She loves babies, anything pink or purple, jewelery, fancy long hair, make-up, flowers, dolls, show tunes, shopping, her brothers, her dad, showing affection, old movies, and me.
My life would be very testosterone filled without her.

She wakes up happy and sweet.

She likes to pretend she is still asleep with her arms open waiting for a hug (this takes place in my bed). The minute you hug her she begins to giggle.

I like FIVE.

I can't believe she is leaving me for kindergarten this fall.

Before she leaves a room she hugs me and then says words of love to her little baby brother in my tummy.

The reason she is so big for her age is that she has so much love her body has to be able to contain it all. Great Granny A was her for her birthday, and perhaps a little sickly looking, it didn't matter she just kept hugging and loving her. Granny couldn't get enough.

On this day Five years ago my life changed drastically for the better. My baby girl has made life so pink and rose colored.

Her dad's too.

Boy oh boy does she have him wrapped around her finger.

Happy Birthday sweet and spunky girl! This is going to be a BIG year for you.

The little lady's singing debut.....

My hump, my hump, my lovely baby hump.....

I know that the song is not referring to that kind of hump....but it's all I hear in my head when I look at this picture.

This is me 32 weeks pregnant with number five.

* You're welcome Paige*

I seem to surviving this little Gestational Diabetes thing.

The upside it that I haven't gained any weight since I found out about my diabetes ...I have actually lost a pound.
Let's be honest though, I would much rather be eating my self silly right about now, instead of eating my new diet.
Except looking at this picture I can see that my weight is in the baby bump, but also in my arms....ugh.
Why my arms?

Nevermind...

I think maybe it's a good thing I am on this diet.

I have much to update about so I will try to get to it this week.

My new best friend....

This is my One Touch Ultra Mini.

Mine is actually Purple.

I use her 4 times a day to check my glucose levels.

I give my finger a little prick and put the blood on that little strip...

Then I wait for the magic numbers.

So far I have only passed once.

ugh...

Please no insulin, please no insulin.

Yesterday I sat in a two hour class at the diabetes clinic.

(Thanks to Farmgirl for watching my kids. Could some one in my family move here please?)

I learned all about my new life style for the next 6-10 weeks.

I can do anything for that long.

Carbs and I are no longer friends at all.

Carbs have officially become my enemy.

We learned a lot about the 2 different types of Diabetes.

Debbie, you and Brendan have a whole new respect in my eyes.

Type I is REALLY hard.

you don't produce ANY insulin,

Where as with my type II Gestational diabetes,

I produce insulin, but my body doesn't want to recognize and utilize it.

Did you know Insulin in a growth hormone?

That's part the reason gestational diabetes babies get so big in Utero.

I meet with my DR. next week and the clinic again.

I guess I will have more of a game plan with baby boy then.

****I miss yummy sugary treats already.

Brownies sound so nice.

Failed

I failed my damn 3 hour glucose test...

Why does this pregnancy hate me?

p.s.

I feel like a beached whale...I think I might look like one too.

Kind of panicking....

What are we going to name this baby?

I have a few names but nothing that I am CRAZY about.

Gil went without a name for a few days.

Bob kept telling me our son needed a name in the NICU so that they quit calling him Lamoreaux baby.

It drove us nuts....

Not the NICU calling him that, just that we couldn't come up with a name.

I don't want to do that again.

We are starting to get close, and I just keep thinking something will come to us.

Help?!

p.s.

I didn't pass my Glucose test so I get to go in for the 3 hour test.

I was suppose to go last week....who has that kind of time.

I don't.

I guess I'll try again this week.

Our week in pictures....

So this may be a little more than a week but only by a day....
We celebrated Bob's birthday with a little birthday cake with the kids.
I love this picture because look at Gil just adoring him.

I bought Bob tickets to see Phantom of the Opera in Vegas.

We went Friday afternoon and came home late that night.

It was amazing.

I love taking him to things like this.

He had never seen it.

He knows the music well from the movie.

After we leave he is always so impressed with the talent of the actors/ musicians that he can't help beaming about it.

Bob's Grandma Knutson died last week.

His parents went out to be with her before she died.

We had plans that they were going to be coming down over Easter weekend, but when all that happened we understood they couldn't come.

Connie surprised by calling Thursday night (the evening they got home) telling us they would still like to come down.

We were thrilled.

They got to our house late Friday night.

We went to the Arts Festival, listened to Confrenece, baked yummy treats, and dyed eggs while the men went to Preisthood meeting.

Connie and I got some great talking time in.

It was so fun to hear all the stories she had to share about her mom and her childhood.

I am glad I got her right after her sweet week with her mom.

Time with Grandy and Grandpa is always wonderful time.

Unfortunately I didn't get any pictures with them.

We love our little Easter Egg hunt.

Perhaps it's time for me to get new Easter baskets....the boys look a little old for them.

Each of our kids got scooters and some treats...

"disclaimer*

We don't swim on Sundays.

The Mitchells and Beutlers ( Bob's sisters) were also in town and we had a lovely easter dinner planned.

We told the kids that because it was Easter and confrence we would let them swim...

They were only going to see their cousins that afternoon because they were leaving the next day.

So we let them.

I am not joking when I say that not five minutes after they started swimming Gwyn jumped off of the hot tub side and hit her chin, and split it open.

There was no question the girl needed stiches.

Lesson learned.

She was awesome and brave.

Sweet Aunt Laura went with us to the night clinic.

Gwyn was great....she justt kept saying "I'm so bugged I am missing my play time with Amelia"

We were back within an hour and a half.

She still got a good 2 hours to play with her cousins.

She acted like nothing had happened.

The next morning was Abe's Birthday.

He wanted Bakugan and DS games.

He was not dissappointed.

This year was not a birthday party year....but I can't not do something. I took three of his friends (4 if you count Tucker) to see Diary of a Whimpy kid. This was the first series Abe read and loved. He was thrilled to see this movie, so were his friends.

After the movie we came back for Abe's favorite Strawberry Shortcake and ice cream and presents.

Love this picture...you know he is really thinking about this wish.

Abe and Skylar

Abe and Braden.

All the kids plus Gwyn and Geena.

I dont' have any documentation of the 4 baseball games, the choir concert, and the soccer game that also happened this week. I'll try better next week to get some of the games. Seeing that Tucker's game start at 8 pm and go to 10pm...it's kind of dark. (yes, on a school night)

(Tucker did pitch 3 innings and did a great job.)

We went back to the Doctor on Friday to get pretty girls sticthes out. They think she needs tubes again, dang it!

On Saturday after baseball practice, giving boys summer haircuts, and Tuck's soccer game, we got to enjoy they Watkins pool up at the cliffs.

Amber and Chase were visiting and invited us up to her parents AMAZING house. The kids and Bob swam for a few hours.....not so much me. Kind of feeling like a beached whale.

What an eventful week!

I would like to say it will slow down a bit but I really don't think so. It is so fun to support the kids and see them enjoying themselves. Bob is a great coach and Tuck is thrilled he is his coach. All that being said....

I am tired.

My legs look really bad. My varicose veins are painful. But who has time to dwell on it when you have a family to run. Thank goodness for an AWESOME husband who makes me sit for while and put up my 80 year old legs.

p.s. I also had a Dr. Appt this week....
I am officially in my third tri-mester!
See this little cutie.....he will be here soon, and we can't wait.
I love my Dr. office and the U/S tech! They just sneak us in for little peaks.
Gil was with us and couldn't be more excited to see him.
He kept asking "where's his johnson" yep that's right, I am surrounded by boys.