Sunday, March 13, 2011

Serenading the Baby

I don't normally post lyrics, but I heard this on the radio the other day and almost started crying (stupid hormones).

Six pounds and nine ounces lookin' up at me
Like I have all the answers
I hope I have the ones you need
I've never really done this, now I know what scared is

Sometimes I'll protect you from everything that's wrong
Other times I'll let you just find out on your own
But that's when you'll be growin',
And the whole time I'll be knowin'

You're gonna fly with every dream you chase
You're gonna cry, but know that that's okay
Sometimes life's not fair, but if you hang in there
You're gonna see that sometimes bad is good
We just have to believe things work out like they should
Life has no guarantees, but always loved by me
You're gonna be

I'm afraid you'll have to suffer through some of my mistakes
Lord knows I'll be trying to give you what it takes
What it takes to know the difference
Between getting by and livin'

'Cause anything worth doing is worth doing all the way
Just know you'll have to live with all the choices that you make
So make sure you're always givin'
Way more than you're takin'


Someone's everything
You're gonna see
Just what you are to me

You're gonna fly with every dream you chase
We just have to believe things work out like they should
Life has no guarantees, but always loved by me
You're gonna be
Always loved by me

Thursday, March 3, 2011


Hello, all!
Not that there's a lot of you, as the welcome implies...
Mike and I just got back from our 22 week prenatal appointment. There's good news, and some not entirely good news. I'll start with the latter first.
Well, this is still partly a weight blog. When I went around the corner to check my weight, I wasn't thinking too much about it. I'd been pretty good thus far (plus we had already found out the baby's gender moments before so I was needless to say elsewhere!). I stepped on the scale and saw the numbers...268. Yuck! I gained 11 pounds from the last time, making it 18 pounds total that I've gained. It's not entirely terrible, I don't think, but I know I need to be careful, not just for me but for the baby. Which brings me to another point...
We're having a BOY!!!! I've always wanted a boy, even had the name picked out since, like, elementary school! I grew up with four of the greatest older brothers on the planet, and I've always kinda gravitated towards boy friends (not to be confused with "boyfriends") in school, so I figured a boy would be great!
So, all that said, I have my glucose test in four weeks. I'm a little worried about that, just because gestational diabetes is a little more common than I'd like. I'll try to be better about what I eat (I haven't been eating as many salads as I had at first). And I'll look forward to decorating the nursery and waiting for Jacob Thomas to arrive!