Little stories

Okay, so I finally got around to getting a picture of this baby belly. This is me at 34 weeks pregnant with our #3 baby. He is so active and so hurty sometimes. I love to feel him kicking around unless it means he is kicking some vital organ of mine. Kevin and Katie are so excited about baby Luke and talk to my belly most every day.
I am now 36 1/2 weeks and can't believe how fast time has gone. I went to the doctor yesterday for my check up and so far I have only gained 15 pound this pregnancy which is GREAT!! I hate being a little overweight when I start my pregnancy, so I am glad my body doesn't blow up like a balloon when I am expecting. I think I gained the last 5 of those pounds just in the last week. I have opened the sweet tooth door and can't seem to shut it now. Ironic that I made it through the holidays without gaining a pound and now I am eating junk for no reason. I don't even like it that much I just keep telling myself that I do.


Funny little story... Katie has officially moved from her crib to her big girl bunk bed and she LOVES it. I have to admit she has done extremely well and her and Kevin go right to sleep every night. We have even tried both of them in there for naps and we have been successful both times. She has this mind set now that she is a big girl and when I slip and call her baby she corrects me. I was telling her not to do something the other day and used the phrase "no no baby" she strutted up to me and hit my belly while she said "Top it Baby Uke"!! She had no clue that I was telling HER to stop something, she thought I meant that baby Luke was kicking me inside. I couldn't stop laughing. I do know however that when this baby comes she is going to seem GIANT to me and calling her baby will be a thing of the past.
Other than the baby on his way and getting ready for him, we finally bought a couch that both of us agree on, the kids just got over a mild case of Pneumonia, and Adam has changed base offices so he gets to work more from home. We are happy, healthy and anxious for baby Luke to come.

It's Positive

So I am now at week 24. Wierd. I still remember the first day we found out we were pregnant. Although it seems like it was forever ago it has also gone by so very fast. Here... I will tell you the story.
It all started because I bawled one night for no apparant reason. I just kept sobbing and sniffling and Adam kept asking what was wrong. All I could say was "I don't know, I am just so sad... I don't know why." So he told me he loved me and hugged me tight, then we fell asleep. Oh but that's not where it ended.
The next night I started bawling all over again, and by this point I am just thinking there is something wrong with me, and Adam was thinking... "um she's crazy... I married a crazy women"
So the next day at work I was telling this whole saga to my friend Rita (who is 60 years old) and being so wise she says... "Um maybe you're pregnant?" and my immediate response is "No... Of course NOT..." (Since I had taken a pregnancy test about a week before cuz I FELT pregnant and it said no.) So I told her that we would find out in a few days if I was or not, because my time of the month was coming.
So after about a week I started to notice the little changes... moodiness, soreness, tiredness, going to the bathroom a lot. So I plopped myself down at the computer to learn a little about the signs of pregnancy.
I had them all. Yup I did.
So I called up husband and told him what I knew and then he said "That's funny cuz I was just on my way to Wal-Mart to buy a pregnancy test for you." It was fate!!
Needless to say I took it as soon as I got home. I was just a tiny bit nervous (cuz I really wanted it to say postive) so I walked around nervously and then checked on it.
To me it looked like it was just going to come up with one pink line (which meant no) so I walked out and tried to keep myself occupied. Then Adam went in to look and said with a happy sort of voice... "Uh oh! There are two lines"
I couldn't believe it I thought he was joking with me, but there really were two lines staring back at me... I was going to be a mother.
Adam and I hugged and kissed and were so excited for what we had just found out. Then like as if it were on cue... my phone rang and it was my sister Tiersa. She says "Ash... you gotta hear this... listen to Maya" Her little girl was in the bathtub splashing and playing around making all sorts of cute baby noises, and my heart just melted. I wanted to tell Tiersa SO BAD... but I also wanted this moment just for Adam and I.
What a wonderful thing to be able to give little Kevin a home and a family that will love and care for him so much. To be able to rear and teach this little spirit those things he will need to know to get back to his father in heaven. I am so very honored to become a mom and to give him the best possible situation for his goals in life. As I near the time when I get to see his little face I realize how blessed Adam and I truly are. What could be better!?!?!?