We went on Tuesday, August 17 for my 20 week check up and ultrasound. First was the ultrasound. We got called back by the same woman that had done the 16 week ultrasound and as soon as she called my name I said "dangit" to Ryall. I just felt so jipped by her doing our ultrasound four weeks prior.
Thankfully, she walked us and another woman back at the same time and had the other woman go into her room and then had us sit for a minute in another area prior to going into a room. Holly, our ultrasound tech, was super cute and sweet. We asked her if we could have pictures and she said she would load us up.
She asked if we wanted to know the sex and we said we were pretty sure we already knew. That's when she told us not to tell her so that she could see for herself/ be excited for herself. She had me lay down on the bed and then loaded me up with the gel. After a few seconds of scanning, she saw GIRL parts. Clear as day our little baby is a girl. We're so thrilled and can't wait to get things organized.
Holly was wonderful and got some wonderful profile shots, shots of her piggies, and even a shot with her legs all stretched out. We went home and told Lawson that mommy was having a girl and he wanted to know if we were naming her Savannah.
I've already started to buy some pink outfits/ towels/ swaddle sleepers but now I really know that I'll be having a girl for sure. It's wonderful at the consignment sales to shop for boy clothes AND now for girl clothes.
We called everyone after the appointment and told them that it had been confirmed. I hadn't been so sure without the "picture proof" so now I'm definitely spreading the word with everyone I know.
Lawson has been getting up in the middle of the night for the last few weeks and also hasn't wanted to go to school. Each night, he's up right around 2am... I'm not sure what changed but I guess maybe he's preparing us for being up in the middle of the night again. I hate having to leave him screaming at school too. I'm guessing it's either a stage he's in or he's already jealous about his baby sister and wants more attention. We try and give him all we can with the time we do have him, but when it's sleepy time, I just want to sleep and not be up each and every night with him. We'll see how long this lasts and try and think of other ways to let him know that he's not getting replaced.
Until later, my next appointment isn't until Sept 24 so there may not be much before then. We still have to clear out her room and then start trying to think about what we want to paint/ decorate it with. SO FUN!
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
We see PINK!
This afternoon we went for another ultrasound and visited Sara at her office during lunch. The little baby was moving around like crazy and still wanted to keep his/ her legs tucked tightly underneath. Sara said that the heart and spine looked good but we will do all of the major measurements in two weeks when we go back to Kaiser.
After a few scans and manipulating of the ultrasound instrument, we saw in between the legs. There was NOTHING in between that was pointing out like when we saw Lawson's picture. After moving it around a little more, we saw the lines and knew pretty much for sure it's a girl. The little princess is already very lady-like and likes to keep covered so it was just a sneak peek of the girl parts.
I think it's safe to say now though that we'll be buying PINK and PURPLE! I still can't wrap my head around the idea of a GIRL!! I'm soooooo excited!!!!! Now everyone will know just how girly I can really be. Stay tuned!
After a few scans and manipulating of the ultrasound instrument, we saw in between the legs. There was NOTHING in between that was pointing out like when we saw Lawson's picture. After moving it around a little more, we saw the lines and knew pretty much for sure it's a girl. The little princess is already very lady-like and likes to keep covered so it was just a sneak peek of the girl parts.
I think it's safe to say now though that we'll be buying PINK and PURPLE! I still can't wrap my head around the idea of a GIRL!! I'm soooooo excited!!!!! Now everyone will know just how girly I can really be. Stay tuned!
Thursday, July 22, 2010
It's a........ BABY!
Well, I had a fabulous trip to Brazil with the family but missed my hubby and little man immensely. It was great to come home. And wonderful coming to an office where it looked like everything was taken care of while I was gone. That saved me a TON of stress after being out for two weeks.
So, yesterday we went for my 16 week check up and ultrasound. I still haven't gained any additional weight but the baby is definitely growing. The doctor checked my stomach from the outside and thought this baby would be big too...great, I thought. Again, thank God for c-sections.
After the check up, I chugged water so I would have a full bladder for my 4 pm ultrasound. They needed to measure the length of my cervix due to a procedure I'd had done years prior. At this same EXACT date with Lawson's pregnancy, we had several pictures of him with his profile, him waving, and his "boy parts". In fact, the first scan was his "boy parts".
As we were waiting to go back to the ultrasound appt, my bladder was extremely full. I was contemplating going to the bathroom then drinking more water so that it would quit hurting. Just as I was about to get up to go to the bathroom, the ultrasound tech walked out and called my name. Saved by her! (kinda)
I told her I was about to float away and she said to give her 5 minutes then she would let me go to the bathroom. She turned on the machine and put warm gel all over my stomach. She asked if we wanted to know the sex if we were able to find out. We had been trying to decide whether we did or not, but in the end, decided we did want to know.
She first checked the length of my cervix then looked around a little. We saw the side of the baby's face as she was scanning but that was about it. She went to the private parts and said that she thought the baby was still too small to tell. She also said that it looked like the baby's leg was tucked under it's butt so we couldn't see. There was another shot where it looked like the legs were spread with nothing in between (girl). She said it looked like there was a dot but couldn't tell any percentage as to if it were a boy or a girl, continuously saying it was probably too early.
She again said it appeared that the baby was too little and then let me go to the bathroom. After going to the bathroom, we chatted some more and again she started to look. She left the room for a few minutes to see if she needed to do any more measurements. She came back and measured the bones/ head and then looked again for the "parts". Again, we didn't say anything, and again she said that she couldn't give us any clue as to if it were a boy or a girl. She said this baby is weighing 7 oz and is right on size wise for where we are in the pregnancy.
We left the appointment not knowing the sex. After we left, I checked my old emails from when I was pregnant with Lawson. We went to the doctor at the SAME time (repeat) and it was clear as day.... AND he too was 7 oz. Ugh! I just feel jipped.
Ryall thinks that since we didn't see anything that it's a girl. I'm not sure one way or another becuase of course he nor I have been to any of the schooling that she has.
Hopefully we'll be able to go see Sara in the next week or two and maybe she'll be able to see for us.
*crossing fingers*
So, yesterday we went for my 16 week check up and ultrasound. I still haven't gained any additional weight but the baby is definitely growing. The doctor checked my stomach from the outside and thought this baby would be big too...great, I thought. Again, thank God for c-sections.
After the check up, I chugged water so I would have a full bladder for my 4 pm ultrasound. They needed to measure the length of my cervix due to a procedure I'd had done years prior. At this same EXACT date with Lawson's pregnancy, we had several pictures of him with his profile, him waving, and his "boy parts". In fact, the first scan was his "boy parts".
As we were waiting to go back to the ultrasound appt, my bladder was extremely full. I was contemplating going to the bathroom then drinking more water so that it would quit hurting. Just as I was about to get up to go to the bathroom, the ultrasound tech walked out and called my name. Saved by her! (kinda)
I told her I was about to float away and she said to give her 5 minutes then she would let me go to the bathroom. She turned on the machine and put warm gel all over my stomach. She asked if we wanted to know the sex if we were able to find out. We had been trying to decide whether we did or not, but in the end, decided we did want to know.
She first checked the length of my cervix then looked around a little. We saw the side of the baby's face as she was scanning but that was about it. She went to the private parts and said that she thought the baby was still too small to tell. She also said that it looked like the baby's leg was tucked under it's butt so we couldn't see. There was another shot where it looked like the legs were spread with nothing in between (girl). She said it looked like there was a dot but couldn't tell any percentage as to if it were a boy or a girl, continuously saying it was probably too early.
She again said it appeared that the baby was too little and then let me go to the bathroom. After going to the bathroom, we chatted some more and again she started to look. She left the room for a few minutes to see if she needed to do any more measurements. She came back and measured the bones/ head and then looked again for the "parts". Again, we didn't say anything, and again she said that she couldn't give us any clue as to if it were a boy or a girl. She said this baby is weighing 7 oz and is right on size wise for where we are in the pregnancy.
We left the appointment not knowing the sex. After we left, I checked my old emails from when I was pregnant with Lawson. We went to the doctor at the SAME time (repeat) and it was clear as day.... AND he too was 7 oz. Ugh! I just feel jipped.
Ryall thinks that since we didn't see anything that it's a girl. I'm not sure one way or another becuase of course he nor I have been to any of the schooling that she has.
Hopefully we'll be able to go see Sara in the next week or two and maybe she'll be able to see for us.
*crossing fingers*
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Pregnancy Brain
So yesterday was a rough day brainwise for me. I went to see Eclipse the night before so I was already running on 3 hours of sleep. I curled up at lunch time on the floor of my office with my rain jacket as my cover and the bag as my pillow. Not so comfy at all, but I was able to get a much needed cat nap in.
After I woke up, I knew I needed to go to Home Depot to get a few keys made for my office. I went to McDonald's on the way there to grab a quick bite to eat on the way to Home Depot. I remember getting my wallet out of the side of my purse. 10 feet later, I pull up to the window to pay and my wallet is GONE. Seriously!?!
I embarassingly told the guy at the window that I couldn't find my wallet and had just had it. I park and rummage through the truck in hopes of finding it. I open all 4 doors, look front and back and it's no where to be seen.
At this point it's 115 or so and I'm starving and already not feeling well. Luckily, McDonald's isn't the most expensive of fast food establishments and I had $2 in my purse. I got another $1.20 from the change in the dash, walked inside and got my double cheeseburger meal. Phew! At least I was able to eat.
Still though, no wallet. I'm going to Brazil in a week, I have things to do, I need my wallet. The trip to Home Depot was out because they would want me to pay for the keys.
I go back to my office, still frantic as to what I've done with my wallet. I knew it had to be in the truck, but where? I sat at my desk for a few minutes before taking a trash bag to the truck in determination to clean out the mess in hopes of finding my wallet too.
Sure enough, there it was, between my seat and the console on the ground. How'd I miss it? No idea, I blame it on pregnancy brain.
After I woke up, I knew I needed to go to Home Depot to get a few keys made for my office. I went to McDonald's on the way there to grab a quick bite to eat on the way to Home Depot. I remember getting my wallet out of the side of my purse. 10 feet later, I pull up to the window to pay and my wallet is GONE. Seriously!?!
I embarassingly told the guy at the window that I couldn't find my wallet and had just had it. I park and rummage through the truck in hopes of finding it. I open all 4 doors, look front and back and it's no where to be seen.
At this point it's 115 or so and I'm starving and already not feeling well. Luckily, McDonald's isn't the most expensive of fast food establishments and I had $2 in my purse. I got another $1.20 from the change in the dash, walked inside and got my double cheeseburger meal. Phew! At least I was able to eat.
Still though, no wallet. I'm going to Brazil in a week, I have things to do, I need my wallet. The trip to Home Depot was out because they would want me to pay for the keys.
I go back to my office, still frantic as to what I've done with my wallet. I knew it had to be in the truck, but where? I sat at my desk for a few minutes before taking a trash bag to the truck in determination to clean out the mess in hopes of finding my wallet too.
Sure enough, there it was, between my seat and the console on the ground. How'd I miss it? No idea, I blame it on pregnancy brain.
Friday, June 25, 2010
A peach, A Plum, A half a stick of bubble gum
I'll be 13 weeks tomorrow!! WOooo Hooooo for making it through the first trimester with no sickness and little nausea. According to Baby Bump, at 12 weeks, the baby is the size of a plum, at 13, the size of a peach. It's also just under 3 inches (my bubblegum).
I still can't totally wrap my mind around the fact that I'm pregnant. It took almost two years to get a positive test! We've been through a lot stress/ doctor's appointments/ tests/ medicines and finally when we least expected to get pregnant, with no medicine, well here we are!
Last week when I was super nervous from not hearing the heartbeat on the doppler at our friend's home, I went to see my sis the next day at her work. She does echos for a career but was able to scan my belly. Ryall was able to come with and we were able to see the little peach jumping around, thrashing, kicking, lifting arms, and smiling. What an amazing sight!! It was difficult to get the heartbeat due to the baby being so little and we didn't have the program for OB/ GYN (just for adult hearts).
After we left, I of course took a huge breath and sigh of relief! What a blessing!
I had my 12 week appointment this week and everything looked great. I've actually lost two pounds so I thought that was great. I don't think I've been doing much different at all other than possibly cutting down on the few sweets that I did have. I try and have breakfast every morning, a little snack, lunch, another snack, then dinner. I have my trusty purple water bottle that hangs out in my office that I drink throughout the day. I typically go through two bottles of water, get water at lunch and then have milk or water for dinner.
The midwife came in talked to us for a few minutes to see if we had any concerns, then had me lower my pants and raise my shirt. She asked if I felt the baby fluttering yet, and I haven't. She didn't seem concerned but did suggest that I relax (yeah, right) in the evenings or after dinner and see if I can feel flutters. She said that typically with your second you'll feel movements earlier.
She then asked if I felt like the baby was growing. I told her that a pair of my pants had been bugging me so I think that meant the baby was growing. At this time I was laying on the table and she started to feel around my pelvis. She was pushing down on it and sure enough said that the uterus had raised outside of my pelvic bone thus confirming that the baby was growing. It sure was sore but good to know that she seemed like everything was going as planned.
Next she got the doppler and put it on my belly. After a few seconds of moving around, we heard the quick little heart beat of the baby. I never tire of hearing that sound! It was in the 140-150 range but she said that doesn't necessarily mean anything.
They had intially wanted me to have an ultrasound at 16-20 weeks but after setting it up yesterday at 20 weeks, I spoke up and mentioned that they wanted one in between. At that time, she re did the order for the lab and so now I get to see the baby at 16 and at 20 weeks.
Our appointment is July 21 at 4pm....hoping to find out the sex!! SO excited!!!!
I still can't totally wrap my mind around the fact that I'm pregnant. It took almost two years to get a positive test! We've been through a lot stress/ doctor's appointments/ tests/ medicines and finally when we least expected to get pregnant, with no medicine, well here we are!
Last week when I was super nervous from not hearing the heartbeat on the doppler at our friend's home, I went to see my sis the next day at her work. She does echos for a career but was able to scan my belly. Ryall was able to come with and we were able to see the little peach jumping around, thrashing, kicking, lifting arms, and smiling. What an amazing sight!! It was difficult to get the heartbeat due to the baby being so little and we didn't have the program for OB/ GYN (just for adult hearts).
After we left, I of course took a huge breath and sigh of relief! What a blessing!
I had my 12 week appointment this week and everything looked great. I've actually lost two pounds so I thought that was great. I don't think I've been doing much different at all other than possibly cutting down on the few sweets that I did have. I try and have breakfast every morning, a little snack, lunch, another snack, then dinner. I have my trusty purple water bottle that hangs out in my office that I drink throughout the day. I typically go through two bottles of water, get water at lunch and then have milk or water for dinner.
The midwife came in talked to us for a few minutes to see if we had any concerns, then had me lower my pants and raise my shirt. She asked if I felt the baby fluttering yet, and I haven't. She didn't seem concerned but did suggest that I relax (yeah, right) in the evenings or after dinner and see if I can feel flutters. She said that typically with your second you'll feel movements earlier.
She then asked if I felt like the baby was growing. I told her that a pair of my pants had been bugging me so I think that meant the baby was growing. At this time I was laying on the table and she started to feel around my pelvis. She was pushing down on it and sure enough said that the uterus had raised outside of my pelvic bone thus confirming that the baby was growing. It sure was sore but good to know that she seemed like everything was going as planned.
Next she got the doppler and put it on my belly. After a few seconds of moving around, we heard the quick little heart beat of the baby. I never tire of hearing that sound! It was in the 140-150 range but she said that doesn't necessarily mean anything.
They had intially wanted me to have an ultrasound at 16-20 weeks but after setting it up yesterday at 20 weeks, I spoke up and mentioned that they wanted one in between. At that time, she re did the order for the lab and so now I get to see the baby at 16 and at 20 weeks.
Our appointment is July 21 at 4pm....hoping to find out the sex!! SO excited!!!!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Take a deep breath, Allison
It's been a while since I posted last and for some reason it seems like now's the time to post again. We went to the doctor on May 19 and saw that there was one little baby growing inside. The midwife did the ultrasound, confirmed it was only one, then pushed the doppler so we could listen to the little one's heartbeat. We of course were elated but still knew that we weren't "out of the woods yet". This appointment was just our 8 week appointment and in actuality I was really only 7w4d.
It was after that appointment that I posted the picture to my friends on FB that I had written into the sand when we were at the beach at the beginning of may. The words "I'm pregnant" written into the sand, me squatting next to it with a smile on my face.
The next weekend, we went on a cruise with two other couples, leaving our little man at home with the in-laws. The cruise was amazing and the perfect opportunity to get away for a week. We missed our little man terribly and were so happy to see him when we got home the next week.
The next week was my birthday, we had a fabulous dinner with my dad and sister at Provino's. No birthday is complete in my book without a cookie cake from Great American Cookie Company. Dad got me one which we all enjoyed for dessert after dinner.
I truly hate these last few weeks. I hate that you have to wait until week 12 before going back to the doctor and hearing/ seeing your little one again. I know that's "normal" but I so wish that in these most critical weeks of a baby's development, that you can go every other week instead of waiting four weeks in between.
A few people have made comments about how I've not been as excited about this baby/ pregnancy as I should be. The truth is, I'm not. I'm absolutely terrified. I think a large portion of my fear comes from the fact that it took almost two years to get pregnant in the first place. Also, knowing that next year I'll be 30 makes it that much real that there's a possibility that if I don't carry this one to term that I'll be over 30 before I would have another little one to love.
In addition to those other reasons, too many other people's lives have affected my thinking. My best friend has had two "missed miscarriages" in the last year. That's caused when you don't realize that you're miscarrying and then go to the doctor for your appointment and they can't find the heartbeat. I just thought that most miscarriages you would have all of the symptoms such as cramping/ spotting/ bleeding. My friend said she didn't have any of that. To make it more difficult for me, she's now pregnant again with the exact same dates as me, even down to the due date.
At first I was most terrified that I would carry the baby to term and she wouldn't (due to her having already lost two) but now it's flopped. Now I'm fearful that she'll carry and I'll be left behind with no baby.
She is renting a doppler so that she can listen to her little one's heartbeat each day whenever she'd like to. She said her heartbeat is around 70-80 while her baby has always had a heartbeat in the high 170s. Tonight I went to her house to try and use her doppler. After searching for a good 15 minutes, we couldn't confirm that we heard my baby's heartbeat. She kept thinking that in one spot she could hear my heartbeat with the background of another one beating much faster. I then tried for several minutes trying to find the heartbeat on my own.
I've talked to my sister in some length about the use of the doppler at home and it could just cause additional stress. My sister does ultrasounds as her career so I'll be going tomorrow at lunch for her to do an ultrasound on me. Again, I'm terrified.
My next appointment isn't until next week, the 23rd. That seems like soooo far away. My friend, due to having the two miscarriages, is going every week to her OB/ specialist.
I would be absolutely devastated if tomorrow I found out that something was wrong with our baby. I don't know how I would handle it. I'll be going at lunch time so I can only hope for the best and know that I'll be in good hands with my sister at my side.
Please pray for me that everything is fine. Again, I have absolutely no reason to believe that anything is wrong, I'm still just terrified. Much like the pregnancy with our son, I've not had any sickness and very little nausea. I've only had very little spotting when we were on the cruise but that was only for an afternoon and then it was gone. There's been no cramping/ bleeding otherwise. UGH! I hate this feeling. I hate this emptyness. I just want answers.....answers that I'll get tomorrow at lunch. Until then.....
It was after that appointment that I posted the picture to my friends on FB that I had written into the sand when we were at the beach at the beginning of may. The words "I'm pregnant" written into the sand, me squatting next to it with a smile on my face.
The next weekend, we went on a cruise with two other couples, leaving our little man at home with the in-laws. The cruise was amazing and the perfect opportunity to get away for a week. We missed our little man terribly and were so happy to see him when we got home the next week.
The next week was my birthday, we had a fabulous dinner with my dad and sister at Provino's. No birthday is complete in my book without a cookie cake from Great American Cookie Company. Dad got me one which we all enjoyed for dessert after dinner.
I truly hate these last few weeks. I hate that you have to wait until week 12 before going back to the doctor and hearing/ seeing your little one again. I know that's "normal" but I so wish that in these most critical weeks of a baby's development, that you can go every other week instead of waiting four weeks in between.
A few people have made comments about how I've not been as excited about this baby/ pregnancy as I should be. The truth is, I'm not. I'm absolutely terrified. I think a large portion of my fear comes from the fact that it took almost two years to get pregnant in the first place. Also, knowing that next year I'll be 30 makes it that much real that there's a possibility that if I don't carry this one to term that I'll be over 30 before I would have another little one to love.
In addition to those other reasons, too many other people's lives have affected my thinking. My best friend has had two "missed miscarriages" in the last year. That's caused when you don't realize that you're miscarrying and then go to the doctor for your appointment and they can't find the heartbeat. I just thought that most miscarriages you would have all of the symptoms such as cramping/ spotting/ bleeding. My friend said she didn't have any of that. To make it more difficult for me, she's now pregnant again with the exact same dates as me, even down to the due date.
At first I was most terrified that I would carry the baby to term and she wouldn't (due to her having already lost two) but now it's flopped. Now I'm fearful that she'll carry and I'll be left behind with no baby.
She is renting a doppler so that she can listen to her little one's heartbeat each day whenever she'd like to. She said her heartbeat is around 70-80 while her baby has always had a heartbeat in the high 170s. Tonight I went to her house to try and use her doppler. After searching for a good 15 minutes, we couldn't confirm that we heard my baby's heartbeat. She kept thinking that in one spot she could hear my heartbeat with the background of another one beating much faster. I then tried for several minutes trying to find the heartbeat on my own.
I've talked to my sister in some length about the use of the doppler at home and it could just cause additional stress. My sister does ultrasounds as her career so I'll be going tomorrow at lunch for her to do an ultrasound on me. Again, I'm terrified.
My next appointment isn't until next week, the 23rd. That seems like soooo far away. My friend, due to having the two miscarriages, is going every week to her OB/ specialist.
I would be absolutely devastated if tomorrow I found out that something was wrong with our baby. I don't know how I would handle it. I'll be going at lunch time so I can only hope for the best and know that I'll be in good hands with my sister at my side.
Please pray for me that everything is fine. Again, I have absolutely no reason to believe that anything is wrong, I'm still just terrified. Much like the pregnancy with our son, I've not had any sickness and very little nausea. I've only had very little spotting when we were on the cruise but that was only for an afternoon and then it was gone. There's been no cramping/ bleeding otherwise. UGH! I hate this feeling. I hate this emptyness. I just want answers.....answers that I'll get tomorrow at lunch. Until then.....
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
No more uniform, no more car
It's official, the higher ups of the department now know that I'm expecting a little one this winter. I turned in my patrol car and hung up my uniforms for the year. It's kind of bittersweet because I was hoping to get some pullovers in and some play time on the road this summer. I know, I know, I've been wanting a baby for almost two years so why would I be upset!?! Well, I'm afraid that the last time I put on a uniform was the day before I told the "world" I was pregnant, I'm afraid that there won't be another time I'll get in a uniform. I'm not sure what I'll do after I have the baby. I'm not ready to leave the department, but I'm not going to want to go back to the road with a newborn and a three year old either.
It sure is different driving The Beast to work each day and wearing khakis and shirts. Nobody knows that I'm a police officer when I'm not in uniform. I like being incognito. I know it's still super early, but I have faith that this little one will be just as healthy as Lawson was when I was pregnant with him.
I'm not sure yet what we'll do in regards to our home. Ultimately, we didn't want to have two children there but we may not have another option. The housing market is barely coming back up and I'm not sure even then that it'll get sold. I'd love to sell it and get into something bigger by the time the baby comes I just don't know if it's feasible. The extra bedroom right now is Lawson's toy room and the closet in there is our storage. I'd have to move a lot of Lawson's toys out to make room for a crib, a new chest of drawers, a new dresser. Ugh, so much to do. Again, it's all we've wanted for years but now it is here and we don't know what to do. Mom says we can just put a crib in the room and everything will be fine. But what about the closet space? The tons of clothes the baby will have? The storage of diapers and all other essentials we'll need?
I'll just continue to say a prayer each night and ask for guidance.
It sure is different driving The Beast to work each day and wearing khakis and shirts. Nobody knows that I'm a police officer when I'm not in uniform. I like being incognito. I know it's still super early, but I have faith that this little one will be just as healthy as Lawson was when I was pregnant with him.
I'm not sure yet what we'll do in regards to our home. Ultimately, we didn't want to have two children there but we may not have another option. The housing market is barely coming back up and I'm not sure even then that it'll get sold. I'd love to sell it and get into something bigger by the time the baby comes I just don't know if it's feasible. The extra bedroom right now is Lawson's toy room and the closet in there is our storage. I'd have to move a lot of Lawson's toys out to make room for a crib, a new chest of drawers, a new dresser. Ugh, so much to do. Again, it's all we've wanted for years but now it is here and we don't know what to do. Mom says we can just put a crib in the room and everything will be fine. But what about the closet space? The tons of clothes the baby will have? The storage of diapers and all other essentials we'll need?
I'll just continue to say a prayer each night and ask for guidance.
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