Tuesday, May 25, 2010

sometimes it's cool to be wrong... extremely cool

So, I guess there are certain things that are better left to the professionals. Take ultrasounding, for instance. I should not assume that me and my sis + an old ultrasound machine = 100% accuracy. Despite my concern of getting my hopes up - only to get them dashed, I went ahead and tried to get a sneak peak (I had to know now!). And, I swear what I saw was 100% boy. I had seen it before, and I so I knew I was right. But, apparently, sometimes I am wrong... thanks goodness. Was it a strategically placed umbilical cord? Maybe. But, whatever it was, it wasn't there today. CRAZY!!! It literally blew my mind when the ultrasound tech said it was a girl - not just a girl, but unmistakeably a girl. Well, I am obviously on cloud 9 right now. I don't think my mind has completely grasped the realness of this, but maybe as I now transfer that bin of boy clothes into the growing garage sale pile and buy my first pink item, it will sink in. WOW!!!!!!

p.s. Just so my sister's reputation isn't completely tarnished, I must mention that she was right on my last one. Lucky guess? :) (Love ya Steph!!!)

The proof:

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

love thyself

1. The other day I caught the tail end of a conversation between Luke and Isaac:
Luke: I love myself.
Isaac: You can't love yourself (said in a 'your crazy!' tone).
I jumped in: Yes you can. It's important to love yourself. If you don't love yourself, then you can't love other people.
Isaac: I do. I just think it's weird.

2. As Isaac was saying a family prayer, he said his usual, "I love you Heavenly Father and I love Jesus and all he's done for us and I love the Holy Ghost." Then he added, "Please bless you guys to be safe up there." Seriously, it is so hard not to laugh during prayers sometimes.

3. This last Sunday both Isaac and Luke got up and bore their testimonies at church for the first time. It was definitely a proud parent moment - I was a total goober soaking it all up. Of course it was the only Sunday that Adam has had to miss in months... lame. Isaac got up first and said something like, "I know that Jesus died for us... I love my family and Jesus". Then he gave the bishop and 2nd counselor a high five as he passed them on his way down... very appropriate. I'm actually surprised that Isaac hasn't asked to go up before now - since other kids do - but I guess he hadn't noticed until now. Once Luke saw Isaac get up there, he wanted a turn, so he got up and said, "I love Jesus", and ran back down beaming. I was quite surprised that he went up there all by himself. I'm so extremely glad that my boys don't suffer from the debilitating shyness that I experienced as a child.

4. A few things that I love about Asa right now: 1) How he pats me on the back while he is giving me a big ol' hug. 2) How he squeezes his eyes shut and laughs and cheeses it, thinking that I can't see him. 3) His powerful nod and 'uh-huh' to tell you what he wants. For example: he'll say 'nana', then do a big ol' nod of the head (almost knocking him off his feet) and say 'uh-huh'. 4) And, surprisingly, I love when he says "no,no". He says it in the cutest tone, while exaggerating the 'o' with his mouth. I don't necessarily encourage him to say no, but I still think it's super cute when he does. I wonder how long before I'm changing my tune on that one.

5. Now for the big one.... Isaac is no longer a thumb sucker! A few nights ago he asked me to take his blanket away because he wanted to try to sleep without sucking his thumb (blanket = thumb sucking). Well, he made it. He came out the next morning so excited that he didn't suck his thumb. Good job, little dude!!! Now Luke is the only remaining thumb sucker in the family. Just a note: I was once a thumb sucker, myself. So far 2 of my 3 have also been thumb suckers... I wonder what number four will be. Of course, I was also awkwardly shy (as previously mentioned), and 0 out of my 3 have been dealt that hand. Interesting... or is it?

A few pics:

Silly batman, don't you know that you don't wear socks with heels.

Mmmmm... pie.


While going through old boxes I discovered my old school discman. Isaac immediately dug out some CD's. This is Isaac winding down to a little Enya.

Friday, May 7, 2010

it's all good

So, I must be a very mature, understanding, get-the-big-picture sort of person. Okay, not really, but I am a little surprised at how quickly I got over my self pitty. I really thought it might take me a little longer to get over my disappointment. But, I can actually say that I think of my little baby boy with excitement instead of mourning that he is not a she. It's cool, it's okay... it's all good. I look at my three rowdy, unruly, crazy boys and I'm thankful. I wouldn't trade them for the world (most of the time). And, I can't wait to add yet another level of craziness to my chaos, for whom I also won't want to trade (hopefully) once I meet him. Yeah, I'll still be a little bummed that I won't get to raise a little girl, but there's a bigger picture. And, at least I have an abundance of nieces to live vicariously through. Yay! Boy number four! :)

p.s. I just overheard my boy's playmate ask if we had any "pepsi, which is pop". Luke told him very enthusiastically, "No, but we have pickles!" I love that random boy.