I think Jaxson's exact words were....
" NOBODY IS AS LUCKY AS I AM!"
I feel like I've been in a dream this week:)
I can hardly even sleep.
I am excited.
I am overwhelmed.
I am DYING that we get to experience BOTH.
Dream. Come. True.
BABY A (my little girlie) is LOW and kicking my bladder constantly...which makes me unable to make any sudden movements without fear of...well...you know:) She was VERY cooperative during the ultrasound and made it EASY EASY for us to see she was really a girl! I made the ultrasound technician check and RE-check about 30 times. She PROMISED me that she was right. Then I allowed myslef to sob like a 2 year old who couldn't form words for about an hour.
I then, and I am being VERY honest, had a small panick attack that the next one would be a girl too! I mean....Jaxson and Jarom were hoping for at least ONE boy....so I felt insane pressure to make them happy!!!! It took about 20 minutes of pushing and prodding to make BABY B cooperate.
BABY B (my little man) has his little head lodged under my rib cage...making it slightly difficult to fill my lungs with air...and IMPOSSIBLE to climb a flight of stairs without being winded. He is adorable and kicks as hard as his big brother did! I have NO doubt that he will follow his lead and bruise every rib on my left side. He didn't want to show us his PARTS....so we had to do a lot of wiggling and pushing on him to make him mad! It worked...and he flipped around and gave us a PERFECT shot of his little Boy parts.
I BAWLED and BAWLED.
She was handing me tissues and asking me questions that I couldn't really answer through my gasping.
It was pretty embarrassing.
I didn't even shed a tear when I found out about Jax! I didn't even shed a tear when I birthed Jax!
This time around....Wow....I am hormonal.
This little MAN below....will always be my FIRST baby.
He reminds me of that A LOT these days:)
He is VERY excited and taking all the changes so far amazing!
He has always made my life easy and has recently kicked it up a notch by doing ALL the running upstairs, grabbing me stuff, getting me drinks, covering me with blankets during my naps and doing things that melt my heart like rubbing my tummy and telling the babies jokes and such.
The other day he asked me, "Mom...do you think I'm cute?"
I responded..."OF COURSE! I think you're the cutest!
Why?...do you think you're cute?"
Jaxson: "Uh...WHY WOULDN'T I?"
Dear Jax, Can I borrow some of your self confidence right now???
Thanks, Love mom