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Jan 262012
 

Well, there is our news.  There is probably more of you out there that know about it than don’t know.  If you are one of the people that didn’t know, fear not, I have been trying to keep it a secret until I was 12 weeks.  And today I am 12 weeks and 3 days by some calculations.  By others I’m 13 weeks 1 day.  Whichever date makes you feel better we will go with.

We are, ecstatic.  To say the least.  We are also scared, nervous, and so full of plans we don’t know what to do with ourselves.  We always said we were done at 1, but now that number 2 is on the way, we couldn’t be happier.

These first three are from when I went to the Dr. for the first time.  I have what is called a subchorionic hemorrhage.  We were pretty sure that the baby would be lost at first, but the little bugger has stuck by and is doing great.  At this first ultrasound the heartbeat was only 98 as well.  There is nothing quite like the emotional ups of finding out that you’re pregnant after trying for years, and then thinking you’re going to lose your last hope of having another little one.  This baby is obviously a blessing though, and by the next week, things were looking much better.

After 1 week and 1 day, the little one grew exactly at the rate right, the hemorrhage had gotten smaller, and the heart beat was up to 144.  I cried, I admit it.  My Aunt Janet was with me, and she got teary too.  I thought I could faint with the relief of knowing that the baby wanted to be there as much as we wanted it.

And, I apparently am one of those really lucky women that start to show early, because my goodness, a belly do I have.

8 Weeks

9 Weeks 6 Days

And this was last night.  So 12 weeks 2 days.  I didn’t even start showing, anything at all, until 12 weeks with Erik.  I’m not sure what’s going on in this situation, but some people have claimed that they know that it’s a girl and that’s why I’m having such a different pregnancy.  Well to all you who know for sure what I’m having, good for you, because I’m freaking lost on this one.

And I went to the Dr. today, and the heartbeat is 163.  So the baby is doing great.  I won’t be having another ultrasound until when I’m supposed to be actually having a normal ultrasound.  Poor Aunt Ashley may die with having to wait another 2 months to find out what we are having.  Sorry, Ash!

I’m so happy that we finally get to share this news with everyone.  To the newest little Finton, you are already loved so much, and we can’t wait to meet you.  To the little Finton that already exists, you are going to be the best big brother ever, and are already the best son ever since you are so worried about Mommy having to have surgery when she has the baby.  Everything will be OK, I promise.

And that was to everyone.  Including myself.

 

P.S.  Thank you Suzanne, so much, for everything, and being there with me every step of the way.  I love you and I would have gone crazy without you years ago.

 

P.P.S. This is why I have to change my 30 before 30 list.  I can’t travel after 28 weeks, so no going to Simone’s graduation, which is completely heartbreaking.  And no coloring of the hair I don’t think…  I’m going to be updating it within the next week.

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I know I know I know…I haven’t posted.  I do have a life people.  At least some semblance of one.  I’ve eluded to the fact that my life has turned completely busy. I don’t know how or why or when it happened, but happen it did.  Today I buckled down and actually cleaned.  Our house hasn’t been completely clean in, well, who knows.  But by golly, it’s clean.  It took me about….5 and a half hours.  Ha.  Three loads of laundry, vacuuming (even the couch), dishes, dusting, scrubbing, making beds, and finding lots of legos later, we have a house I’m not ashamed to have people walk through. It should last through ….tomorrow.

School is stressful already.  ALREADY!!!  Oh wait, did I post that I got into the MSW program at SU?  Oh….I did.  I normally would write this really big OMG I GOT IN!!! post, but alas, it didn’t end up being all that exciting.  The way it happened kind of took all of the jumping up and down and smiling thing out.  The lady from the program called and left a message, saying “I would really love to talk to you.”  So Brandon and I speculated all night about what it could be about, and we came up with a few different options.  One being that I got in.  So when I finally got ahold of the lady the next morning, and she said oh just wanted to let you know you got in but I have to call you back, it really lacked – the – wow factor.  I walked upstairs, and said hey I did get in.  Sad, but that is how it happened.  I am still happy, of course.  Now to figure out how to pay for it.  Blast.

So pictures, we my friends are still on December here.  I haven’t honestly taken that many pictures this month.  January and pictures, they don’t get along well.  There is a lot of bickering and going back and forth and it’s honestly not even worth it.  I find a real lack of beauty when it’s just the same white sky and insane amount of snow coming down day after day.  Snow does get old after awhile.  And Erik hasn’t had the opportunity to go skiing, and his snow pants are not in our possession so going outside and playing isn’t happening.  The fun of winter just isn’t there right now.  I hope it visits again soon.

Well in December Erik went ice skating for the first time.  He, well, he had fun after awhile.  He was not interested in doing it at all at first.  He had just woken up from a nap and was in the I’m so grumpy leave me alone mood.  After about 20 minutes and watching Mommy and Daddy go skate he finally decided he would come out.  Then in true Erik fashion, he didn’t want to leave.  He did well, anyway.

Sorry a little out of order there (the pictures on the ice were from Jen’s camera, the last is from mine).

This year we ended up going to the Langtry’s for Christmas Eve.  My cousin Suzie made an amazing pan of baked ziti.  We were in heaven.  A lot of people believe that Noah and Erik look a lot alike and you can tell they are cousins.  Hey, that’s okay.  : )

That evening, we headed up to the Thompon’s for their Christmas get together.  I gotta say, Paula is one amazing cook.  We were over stuffed that day, but way happy.  Well, Erik was a slight exception.  Poor child had no nap at all.  His cheeks were full on red by the time we got home.

Okay I still have Christmas day to post.  Ouch.  I’m going to sign off for today, because I do hope that people can still load my posts and not get bogged down by too many images.  I know that’s a pretty big wish, so I’m going to try and be good.

Be good, Patti.

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Jan 052011
 

I promise I haven’t forgotten about our blog.  OK, you got me, maybe I have.  My life has been actually eventful these past few weeks.  I have been working a lot, and then when I’m home I try and shove some time in with all my boys (and one little cute girl kitty).  It is also quite difficult to sit at a computer when I have a 3 foot little human saying “Mommy, will you play with me” about 3000 times a day.  So, blogging hasn’t been in the schedule of how my time is being spent.  I haven’t had to shove the cleaning, laundry, bills, errands, etc. etc. into days off in a long time.  This girl isn’t used to it.  But, this girl is getting used to it.  And I am becoming more organized with my time every day (yea, right, but I can pretend).

Let’s see….I have so many pictures that I haven’t blogged about I don’t know where to begin.  I believe the last time I posted was about Brandon’s birthday (and that’s is entirely too pathetic as his birthday was 2 months ago).  So, I guess the next logical sequence of things would be Thanksgiving. So, here goes.

This year we got to happily spend Thanksgiving at my Aunt and Uncle’s house.  We, as always, had a grand ole time.  Teaghan still hates having her picture taken.

This one was way cuter, though.

Erik and Noah are becoming better friends every time we go up to visit.  Their desires to play are starting to cross over and they find themselves having more in common.  It’s quite adorable, actually.

Now, I honestly (I’m not going to lie) used to hate Christmas.  I worked in retail far too long, and the whole, spirit of Christmas was lost on me.  Christmas equaled ultimate stress, too many work hours, and the endless string of Christmas songs that played over and over again.  As my luck would have it, I don’t have to work in retail anymore.  This means the Christmas spirit has found me again, and I, amazingly, enjoy Christmas and I even like the music.

And it’s quite funny that I’m putting these pictures up now, as our Christmas tree has been down for a week.

My heart is feeling a little:

So I’m going to go and lay down and enjoy the quiet.  Enjoy.

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Ok I get that Halloween is over.  And I get that it’s so over that Brandon’s birthday already happened, but I say screw procrastination.  We are going straight to forgetting that we had something to post about.  With my sincere apologies, I will now move on to the blue crayon.

So yes, Erik was a blue crayon for Halloween.  We originally had ordered him a cow costume.  Him and Aunt Ashley were going to dress up as cows.  Well, lo and behold, his cow costume was a 3T/4T but still didn’t fit.  It was about 4 inches too short.  After quite a bit of frustration from the company who doesn’t allow returns, we moved on to find a different costume.  I talked it over with Erik and he decided he would like something else since we only found 1 cow costume we liked.

Randomly, Erik said “Mommy, I want to be a blue color.”  He calls crayon’s colors, so I said to him “You want to be a blue crayon?” and he didn’t skip a beat and said, “yes.”  Now I had never see a blue crayon, or any crayon costume before.  I have no idea where Erik got this idea, but alas, this is the end result.

Since the plan was changed from cow to crayon, Aunt Ashley was happy to oblige and became a pink crayon.

Erik was of course very happy and excited to go trick or treating.  He still refuses to speak up, and never said trick or treat and only a couple of times said thank you.  Good thing Aunt Ashley was there to help with the talking, since Erik wasn’t afraid to take the candy.

A good time was had by all even with the cold and snow (hence the iffy pictures – shooting in the dark and in the snow – well there are a lot of things working against you there).  Brandon was even able to get a picture of me that night, and I actually kind of like it.  Must be because you can only see about 4 inches of my face.  Ha.

By y’all.  Have a wonderful, CNY day.  : )

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