HAPPY BIRTHDAY DYLAN

Yes it is true the boy is FOUR! So he had a pretty good day on his bday. So first thing in the morning Dylan wakes up crying. This should be good we thought. Dylan was crying because he did not grow. He was expecting to wake up bigger then when he went to bed. Mom was on it and explained how growing works and talked him down from that one. Then the next issue was the confusion of size 5 clothes eventhough he was only 4. He said we need to go get size 4 clothes right away! Mom again had to talk him down from the ledge and explain the sizing of little boy clothes. We surprised him at school with McDonalds chicken nuggets of course. Pretty good day. His birthday party is Sun so we will post pics then. Back to painting the big boy room.

been gone for awhile....

Ok so I am just getting over the flu. (thank you work) Amy has been painting Dylan's big boy room so we have not been blogging. Sorry to our 3 followers. So Amy did have a ultrasound the other day and to her surprise they did one of those freaky 3D images.

Cute Dylanism

I have been trying to really build up Dylan's self esteem in preparation for the shocking entry of a new sister into his world. Every day we have a little dialogue about how much I love him. The other day I asked him how much he loved me, and he answered with 12. Apparently this is the largest number that popped into his head. He can count to 100, so I am hoping one day he will love me 100.

Dylan loves me 12.

Back from the Fetal Position

Amy here. I realize that I have not been on here in a long time. This was entirely due to the extreme amount of stress that I was under, which forced me to spend every waking minute in the fetal position. By fetal position, I really mean a mental fetal position, which for me means hours of playing mindless spider solitaire. Now that my stress has been reduced to a more manageable level, I am starting to function in my life again. So here I am ...

Medical update #47:

I saw the OB/GYN on Friday, and she gave me the plan. I will be scheduled for an amniocentesis at 36 weeks to determine lung function. If her lungs are mature, she will evicted from my womb. If the lungs aren't done cooking, then she gets another week on the inside. I am a big believer in karma, and figure that with all the needles I am sticking in people that I probably deserve a really long needle in my belly.

I am a little freaked out that this amazing event will occur in about 10 weeks! AAAHHH! We are not ready. Aj (who does not have the insane nesting hormones) is trying to convince me that we do not have to have Dylan's new race car bedroom completely painted and perfect before the baby gets here. She will be sleeping in a bassinet in our room at least until she outgrows the bassinet. That gives us a couple more months to move Dylan out of the nursery.

Oh, here's a fun fact. I have been seeing an interim OB, since my regular OB is on maternity leave. This means that when she returns for my 28 week visit, that she could change the delivery plan.

By the way: I am grateful that the placenta is a pregnancy only organ, and that with the birth of our little girl, that I will never again have to think, discuss, or deal with my placenta ever again.

MRI results

OK so evnthough we saw the mass of blood vessels on the ultrasound and doppler, the MRI says no blood vessels. So somewhere there is a doctor who cant read either an ultrasound, doppler or a MRI. Hooray!
Amy is happy and it seems we may be lowering our standings as the most unique complicated pregnancy ever. Amy's new worry: Her ankles are swelling. The baby is quite active and we are starting to narrow the name list down to a few. So if you have any suggestions please send them soon. The boy is good. He is convinced it is a boy and doesn't understand why he can't choose. oh yeah and today he decided that since he is a little monkey, he must have a monkey in his belly. I'll let amy clear that one up. Good times.

Whats EMS abuse?

Proof Amy is growing an alien