I forgot I was pregnant

This is overall how I've felt this pregnancy.  Yes, I've had annoying nausea, but that went away about two months ago.  Ever since then I find myself forgetting I'm pregnant (minus the fact that I can't see my knees when I look down).  Can you blame me?  With Michael I had had close to twenty doctors appointments, about ten ultrasounds, and two ER visits by this point.  With this baby I've had three doctors appointments, one blood draw, and two routine ultrasounds.  I would love it if this forgetting would continue for another three months, but I think I'm getting too big for that.

When I was pregnant with Michael I was in a student married ward, this equalled a lot of pregnant women.  I couldn't believe how many of them said they love pregnancy.  I wanted to throw my stretched out shoe at their heads.  But now....I think I'm understand how you can like pregnancy.  You just have to forget you're pregnant, ignore the crazy hormones telling you to cry every time you realize you didn't change the laundry, and hope the baby kicks during the day so you can sleep at night.  It's just that simple, right?

Life on the farm

Okay, okay I don't live on a farm, but I think it's close enough.  In the last few weeks I've been woken up by:

• A dog that barked all night.  Now that isn't that countryish but I believe it was barking because of a loose chicken
• Roosters
• A cow that sounded like it was tipped
• A horse...which is really confusing because I don't believe there is a horse within a mile of our house

I think it's time to soundproof our room!

Why I get angry so quickly...

So lately I feel like I've had to defend my choice to have another baby so soon.  It gets me a little mad that I have to keep saying the same things over and over again!  Like:

• This baby was planned.  Everyone assumes this baby was a surprise.  Not even close!  Josh and I decided to have another baby when Michael was 2 months old.  Yes, it might be a little crazy, but we have our reasons.
• We aren't scared or freaking out more than we would if our babies were going to be further apart.  I have moments where I wonder how I'm going to be able to go grocery shopping alone, but I don't freak about things like that.  
• Our family is not complete if we have any say in it.  We have felt that our family will be bigger than 4, but we don't know the exact timing of everything.  Having two kids close together is not my attempt to have my kids and be done.  It isn't so I can relax when both of my kids are in school 5 years after having my first.  

Another reason this all makes me so mad is because of the comments I keep getting.  Mostly about never getting sleep, or going out of mind with 2 so young, or the 'good luck' comment while  people silently chuckle to themselves.  Sometimes I want to hit them in the head and say "DUH!" Do you really think those things didn't cross my mind?  Even if this baby wasn't planned what do you think your comments are really accomplishing? (I would feel miserable if I had to hear this repeatedly if the baby was a surprise)

So why do people say these things?  Why is it impossible for us to say congratulations and silently think how crazy someone is?  Why do I get so angry when I hear these comments or have to answer the same questions?  Is it because I get offended by people assuming they know what is going on in my personal life, or because I'm tired of repeating myself?

Here is an example:

Yesterday Josh and I went to a ward party.  Now we are new to the ward and haven't gotten to know many people.  Part of this has to do with Michael not being very good in church lately.  There is a woman who lives near me who is now my visiting teacher.  I made some comment about Michael and getting used to other kids.  Now I am twenty weeks along and look pregnant, but I had on a huge shirt so I might still be in the fat stage.  She looked at my stomach for a minute and finally asked if I was expecting.  I told her I was.  While she tried to say it in a nice way, she was basically saying 'wow, two kids so close, good luck, sorry that happened'.  I then went on to tell her how we planned to have this baby close to Michael.  Her eyebrows shot up and she looked stunned that I would ever think of doing that.  Now she was (and still is) a nice woman who I look forward to being my visiting teacher, but I was mad about the situation.  

To everyone out there that has gone through this, even if your kids are farther apart, I'm so sorry! If I ever made any of these comments feel free to hit me in the head and say "duh"!  Hopefully when this baby is 6 months or so these comments will stop!

It's a girl!!

I'm sure most of you know this by now, but I thought I'd post it on here!  We are having a little girl due....Feb 1st, 4th, or 2nd.  I think they should just give you a week when you're due instead of a day that they change repeatedly!  We are both excited but we felt like we already knew it was a girl.

I didn't want to know what the baby was, but Josh did.  So I decided to have Josh find out in the hospital and tell me later.  He looked while they wrote it on the photo, then he went and bought some clothes at Carter's.  When we got home I opened them with Michael and we found out together :)  This way Josh got to know what the baby was and I had an excuse to get cute baby clothes!

10 months!

Michael turned ten months old the other day and all I can think about is his amazing personality!  Michael is:

• Independent!  He knows what he wants to do when he wants to do it.  Since birth we have let him create his own little schedule and we have followed him.  We have let him go at his own pace with a lot of things.  Some things he wants to do quickly, like feed himself.  Other things he has decided to hold back on, like crawling.
• Curious!  When he gets a new toy he has to look at it for a while.  Then hold it and turn it over and over.  Then finally he will chew on it for a long while.  He wants to get into everything!
• Observant....This one is great for him but not so much for us.  He wants our phones all of the time.  He knows which way to hold it and put it up to his ear.  He also knows when he has the wrong remote. 
• Talkative!  Michael has always been a little loud :)  He doesn't cry very often but it's not unusual to hear him talking loudly in church.  He said his first word today!  He's been saying mama and dada for a while but he hasn't figured out who is who.  Today he said yeah.  I asked him questions and he would respond yeah to those that deserved a yes answer.  He gave me a sour face with the no questions.  His great-grandma watched him while I was at the doctor and he was doing it for her as well.
• Adorable :)  Just have to add this one in! 

He hates the camera!

So...see that ring on the floor?  Guess what it is?  Yes, it is poop. Michael had a blowout diaper. Instead of crawling he just moves on his butt and turns around.  Well he turned around and around while he was pooping until there was a perfect circle.  What a little artist :P

Too much time on the computer!