Tonka trucks or ballerina shoes, it's the one thing every couple wonders about for the first several months of a pregnancy. Are they going to be blessed with a little boy who will love playing in the dirt and catching cray-fish in the creek, or a little girl obsessed with dolls and sparkly bows. It was one question Tim and I undoubtedly knew we wanted an answer too. No surprises for us come delivery day!!!
We're having a little girl!!! But, there won't be an over abundance of pink bows or a lot of glitter. In fact, the nursery will be more of a peach color with an accent pallet wall, and the theme is woodland creatures. Sorry, doll, your moms not much of a girlie-girl, and really doesn't want a room in the house that looks like Pepto-Bismol threw up everywhere (not that there's anything wrong with that, if that's your thing).
We couldn't be more excited (still cautiously, as we know we still have a long way to go), but we are looking forward to this new chapter with our daughter, and I'm looking forward to watching Tim gag his way through his first poopy diaper!
It's 100 degrees out and I'm laying in the middle of a field dressed in a bear costume holding a sling shot. My husband is laying next to me dressed like a elephant. He keeps nudging me and telling me to stop giggling or they'll find us. Apparently, we have just robbed a bank with a sling shot and a potato gun.
Yep. These are the kinda of dreams you have when you're pregnant.
It's been a long while since I've written. Between holding my stomach in discomfort and not being able to use my upper body for much of anything, I've been pretty miserable. Now don't get me wrong, I am THRILLED to finally have our rainbow baby nesting and flourishing inside of me, I'm just not as thrilled about the constant need to toss my cookies or the newly formed relationship I have with the toilet.
Sadly, there's no funny outhouse story to accompany the discovery of this pregnancy. Just your typical pee on a stick at home to see one clear line and one fuzz, barely there line. Two days later a new test and a darker line followed by a trip to the doctors and a blood test.
In good Tim & Bri fashion, there always has to be in entertaining element to our life's adventures so although there wasn't an animal poop poster staring me in the face as I took the pregnancy test this time, there is a kind of humorous story behind how Dotty became to be Dotty. Dotty being the nickname baby has been dubbed via grandma Nay Nay, that is until we know if it's a miniature Tim or a miniature Bri. (I'm betting a girl...just a feeling.)
For the sake of the more prude who read my blog lets just say the day Dotty was created was an evening filled with rushed errands, a power outage that threatened to ruin any chance of conceiving, an impromptu self injection in the middle of the kitchen, and a candle light dinner over fried bologna sandwiches and a jar of pickles. Oh, and a kitten thief and a farting pitty. Romantic, aye?
Anyways, Dotty is doing well and growing at just the right pace. We tired to get a sneak peak at their little goodies at our last sono, but he/she wasn't having it and just gave us a nice shot of their doopie. Fingers crossed we'll find out soon!
We appreciate and love each and everyone of you who have supported and continue to support us through this journey. We couldn't have asked for a more amazing group of people to share our struggles with and we appreciate all the love and well wishes being sent our way as we hope and pray all continues to go smoothly with this pregnancy.
Stay tuned...I'm sure there will be more crazy dreams and silly stories to follow!!!