I’ve been on the pregnancy diet and trying to eat healthier and a little bit *more*. Unfortunately, Margot has also been on the pregnancy diet too! It’s funny because after each delicious meal she always comments about how big she’s getting and how she should really go to the gym.
I have yet to see her eat less or sign up for the gym membership.
Maybe she should just hook up with some hoodia and call it a day!
With a new baby on the way we’ve tried to make sure more than ever that we have all of the insurance we need to get buy if something were to happen to either Margot or myself.
We tried to increase Margot’s life insurance and after they came out and did the physical - because of her asthma - they said that her premiums would double just to get $100,000 more of coverage!
We might look into a term life insurance quote from another provider because there are so many out there and I’m sure they are not all the same.
Our little girl is three years old today and it’s hard to believe that she’s turning into such a big girl! She’s already gotten away with murder this morning and needed a bit of an “attitude adjustment.”
Now we’re just trying to get ready and leave the house. We figure we’ll check out lunch at Garcia’s Mexican Restaurant and then head to the ScienceCenter for a fun packed day with Mommy and Uncle Dennis!
We’re hoping to buy some time there and head to an early dinner at 5:30pm or so because Uncle Den might try to head back to NYC this afternoon.
Now, I just have to battle the kid to get her clothes on!
The past few days have really been really weird. I don’t know if it’s the hormones or just the memories. I have never been much of a crier or one to share too much on the emotional side. But yesterday I burst into tears after my run-in with the wench at Target.
Today, I started crying after reading some blogs of women that are still trying to get pregnant or become mothers. I think it’s still so fresh. Especially, when tomorrow will be the same day that I had a miscarriage last year. Even though I’m so thrilled to be pregnant…I’m still sad for the baby that never was.
I still remember and have the desperation to have a positive pregnancy test, see a baby on the ultrasound, and in the end have a healthy baby in my arms.
I can’t tell you how many negatives I have had over the years and felt so shitty and to the point of not knowing where to go next or what procedure to do next. Not to mention, there was always the financial burden of spending another $5,000 - $10,000 with each attempt and knowing that at some point I’d really have to give up and call it quits.
Of course, each attempt would gain me a new spark and a bit of hope that in fact it *could* be “the one.” Only, to be disappointed when it ended up another negative or miscarriage. The hardest part was the excitement and hope - and then the letdown.
I remember thinking that I just wanted to feel a baby kick in my belly once or to know that I have a live being bouncing around in there.
Now of course, I’m experiencing that and there’s no way I can even describe how amazing and blessed I feel.
that we’re having another girl! I know I’d have the same sense of shock if it were a boy. It seems like this just really makes me think that there’s someone really in there and they have “parts”!
We’re both really excited to have found out and to know that the baby is healthy allows us to sit back a little bit and enjoy the pregnancy - for the first time.
I think we’re pretty stuck on the name Emerson. We’ve liked the name for a while now and Margot mentioned this morning that in a cheesy sort of way she likes having an “Emmy and Grammy”!
Of course, we’ve already started calling the baby Emmy and so it seems like it might be a done deal.
Unless, we see a penis on the next ultrasound!
The ongoing antics of two thirty-something *gasp* mamas raising a four-year-old daughter and an eight month old daughter.