Oh Baby!!!

Ten minutes past midnight. It's officially Christmas Eve. In a few short hours more of your family will be here to celebrate the holiday with us. As I lay here in bed, feeling you kick I feel the need to thank you. You've made me gag, vomit and eat eggs. You've made me cry over work, and love and songs (listen to Trans Siberian Orchestra's Christmas Cannon Rock and tell me why I was bawling). You've made me hiccup, and laugh and pee, yes, in that order. But most importantly you've made me happy. You've made my wildest dreams come true. You've made me a mom. This is the most precious gift you can ever give me. I am forever grateful. So tonight, or rather this morning, as I lay with my hand on my belly, feeling you move and wiggle. I count my blessings this Christmas Eve, as I count your kicks. And I thank you for being the precious miracle that you are. My most cherished gift. Merry Christmas my little Bean. Love Mommy

They say pregnant women crave odd foods like pickles and ice cream. But me? So far I just want pizza. ALL. THE. TIME. I probably have it at least once a week, with a ginormous salad, cause let's face it, I love salad too. Daddy was getting tired of pizza so I started hitting Pizza hut on my lunch break, so I could sneak pizza into my life without anyone knowing. But it's really hard to hide it from everyone when I come back to work smelling like yummy pepperoni! Yesterday daddy surprised me with a wood fired pizza oven and stone for our grill and we made home made pizza with home made dough too! They were amazingly delicious and we had a blast cooking them together. I think we're going to make pizza for Christmas Eve dinner, so that means we'll have to practice our pizza making skills at least one more time before then! Yay! Hope you enjoy pizza Bean, cause more is definitely in your future. Love, M ommy

Hi Bean! Thought I'd check in and fill you in on everything that is new, exciting and YOU! We had your 3D ultrasound on the 14th. Baby you are so beautiful! We saw all your toes and fingers, your legs and arms, measured your tummy and your sweet little head. We saw your nose and eyes and all your hair! But I think the best part was seeing your adorable smile! I'm pretty sure you've got daddy's pouty full lips, cause you didn't get those kissers from me! We registered (again) on Amazon.com and daddy has been adding to it almost daily. He's addicted to finding sweet little baby things for you. He's adorable. We went to a Garth Brooks concert with you. And today little miss, you got your first package in the mail. Your great grandma Warp sent you a lovely little box filled with heartfelt goodies. She hand crocheted a soft baby pink blanket and a matching little hat for you, and bought you your very first baby doll, and the sweetest snap up jammies with strawbe...

So fun fact about being pregnant, you grow lost of thick shiney hair. Everywhere. I used to have only a few chin hairs to pluck once in a while. Now I feel like I'm plucking a full grown beard every other day! Tonight while scrutinizing my chin under a 10x zoom lighted mirror, daddy and I had the following conversation: Me:My pregnancy hormones are growing a beard. Daddy: Mine too! Me: Wait, what!?!? Daddy: In support of my bearded wife I'm growing a pregnancy beard too! Not shaving till after she's born! Oh my. I love a man with a beard. I love your daddy with a beard. But me with a beard? Pass. He can totally win this one and I'll keep plucking for the next 22 weeks.

"What's in a name, that which we call a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet." ~William Shakespeare Picking a name for a beloved family pet is easy compared to picking a name for another human being. If you pick wrong for a dog chances are you can change it and the dog will turn out just fine. But picking for a human? If we pick wrong we can't just change it. You're stuck with it for life! That's why we took our time thinking of the perfect name for you Bean. We started with a long list of boys and girls names before we knew your gender. We would say the names back and forth to each other. Try them with middle names, try them with our last name, test run nick names. I promise you, we put a lot of thought in the name you'd be saddled with for the rest of your life. We wanted you to have a name that was all your own. A name just as special and unique as you are. But then your sweetheart of a father told me in front of friends one night that ...

Ok, you little stinker. Time for a heart to heart. I am sure that as we go through the years together you'll do your share of scaring the bujeezes out of me. It's part of parenting and part of life. You'll grow and learn and want to take risks on new things. I'll freak out and be the worry wart that I am and we'll love each other even more for it. But I don't know if my heart can handle all the panic attacks I'm sure you'll unknowingly inflict upon me! Point in case little Bean ~ Yesterday we had our second Doctor's appointment. Dr. Woods wanted to use a fetal heartbeat monitor to listen to your heart. He squirted jelly on my tummy and started rolling the wand over me. From hip bone to hip bone, back and forth, over and over. Calmly telling me that he'll find you. Where did you go? Where could you have gone? You're 2 inches tall child, and you don't have a tiny car in there! After about 5 minutes Dr. Woods announced he was going for the...

It's official. We're registered! Daddy and I met at Babies R Us after work Monday to get registered. Armed with a check list of baby essentials and a stun gun (kidding, it was a sku scanner) daddy and I set off through a maze of over priced tiny human things. Step one - Give daddy the stun gun. Step two - wander up and down Every. Single. Isle. Seriously. Your dad's adorable. Let's just get that out of the way right now. I'm pretty sure he only picked pink things. And that tea pot your gonna need for all the tea parties he's got planned. And a dolly, and a teddy, and binkies and bottles. I kid you not little lady, 17 pages of stuff! Who knew a baby would need so much? Love you!