{9 Months}

It's 4:20 am.
It's not unusual for me to be awake at this time.
It's more unusual if I AM sleeping through this hour.

But tonight I am having contractions like crazy. Enough to get me out of bed and find a different spot to suffer through ;)

I am officially out of the 'no baby' yet zone.
I have hit 9 months and the baby has nothing but green lights to come when she wants to come. I want her to come. And soon. I am to that point.
But I will keep her in there cooking as long as she needs to be in there. Just not too much longer :)


Dr's appointment this last week, looked good. I am moving along and getting ready. YAY!
Here I am 9 months-



Probably the last preggo shot I will take. I am feeling like a beached whale more and more each day.
The lack of shirts that officially fit vs. the shirts that fit the week before doesn't help.

Okay, enough rambling. I have gotten my mind off the contractions for a few minutes at least.....

{8 Months}

Ah! Another month down! One more month to go then if I go into labor there's no stopping this little one from coming!
Yahoo!

Not much has changed in the last month. Still the same aches and pains, but the uncomfortable restless nights and the braxton hicks are starting to pick up. I know it's part of the process, but I don't have to like it. :)
I made Troy take me on a date last night to the temple and then dinner. I had contractions like crazy when I would stand up, but it was worth one last temple trip for a while ;)

A few days back the kids and I stopped into D.I. because all of my usual t-shirts I wear to bed were getting WAY too small. The shirts in the women's department just didn't strike my fancy so we wandered over to the mens department. There I found plenty of shirts to get me through the next few weeks.
Now every time I am wearing one of my t-shirts Taylor is constantly asking me is I am wearing a boy shirt. Even when I explain to her that the Women's CSI volleyball camp shirt is NOT a men's shirt she still insists I am wearing a boy shirt. Or the shirt that says DANCE on it.
When that little girl gets something in her head it is so dang hard to get it out!

Both kids are getting super excited for this little one to come, but their comments on how huge my belly is getting always stings just a little :)

{7 Months}

This post is about 3 weeks late! :)
Seeing how I am only 1 week away from the 8 month mark!
The 7th month is always the hardest month for me. I don't know why. It just is. I am done being pregnant. 9 months really is a long time to be pregnant! :)
At least I am in the single digit weeks countdown now! Yahoo!

I went to the Dr. today and I have officially started my 'every 2 weeks' check ups!
I also had to get the flu shot.
My last appointment 3 weeks ago, I had to get the rhogam shot AND take the glucose test/blood drawn.
In 2 weeks I will have to get poked yet again with another needle.
Good thing I don't HATE them.

Here is a comparison of 28 weeks when I was preggo with Parker.

And in case you were wondering.....

N0 name for this little one yet. This poor kid will probably be nameless until the day she is born. But I do know we will not be leaving the hospital without giving her a name! I hear it's a pain to have to do all the paper work afterwards. So we will see....

{6 Months}

I hit the 6 month mark a few days ago.
Why is it, when you are the one pregnant 9 months can last FOREVER, but if it is someone else you know that is pregnant it seems like they announce they are pregnant and then BOOM next week they are having the baby?!??!?!

Just a thought.

Troy is in grain harvest so this month is a self portrait in the bathroom mirror :)

Baby #3

I guess it is about time I post something about the new little baby we are expecting.

If you haven't already heard/read the news on facebook Baby #3 will be making it's arrival to our family mid-late November. (Official due date is Dec. 1, but I have yet to make it to my due date with either of my kids). So I am going with November :)

All four of us piled into the ultrasound room last week and we were able to see this cute little face:

Going into the ultrasound, both Taylor and Parker were dead set on wanting a little girl. We had to keep reminding Taylor that it might be a boy. She didn't like that idea.
She did whisper to Troy during the ultrasound that she would be okay if it were a boy or a girl. So that was comforting that she would have been 'ok' with a boy.

But she didn't have to settle. A few minutes in, the tech announced it was a girl and from then on you would hear random giggles and squeals of delight coming from the older {very excited} big sister. Then she wanted to go home :)

The money shot:

It's a GIRL!The tech said this little one was not shy about revealing that she was a girl. I like to think because she constantly had her feet up by her face or curled up so tight, it wouldn't be very hard to see she was a girl :)

Right before we left one of the last images we saw were of her curled so tightly into a ball that her feet were by her head. As you were looking at her 'calves' you saw her little head peaking between her two legs!
Maybe we have a little gymnast on our hands?!??!?!

And, then there is what Mommy (aka Me) looks like at 20 weeks:

A few facts about this pregnancy:

*I have been SICK! I can count on one hand for BOTH Taylor and Parker's pregnancy how many times I threw up....three. With this one, it's a pretty safe bet to say just about every night leading up to week 18! I have been getting better though. A few nights I feel fine, then a bad night.

*From the moment we found out we were pregnant, I always had a feeling it was a girl. Then I started doubting my feeling the week before the ultrasound. Maybe I was trying to convince myself that a boy would be 'ok' also :) Just kidding, I would have been completely fine with either gender. But I am excited it's a girl! :)

*I have heard alot that three kids is extremely hard. I had a hard time adjusting to two kids. So I am pretty much terrified of having three! At least the other two are older. Taylor will be just shy of 6 and Parker will be 3.5.

*We have no idea on names. Clueless.

*I am 98.9% certain this is our last. There is something about gaining/losing the baby weight AND losing your body for 9 months that I hate. But I do love being able to feel the baby move and to nurse. I just love being able to stay at home and nurse my babies. Call me crazy.

*This is my first baby that I was 'bigger' in the summer. Thus, when my regular clothes started getting too tight I didn't own a single pair of maternity capris/shorts. With Taylor I would have just suffered and continue to squeeze into regular clothes, but knowing the comfort of those stretch waistbands I wasn't afraid to go maternity with the first sign of discomfort :)

*I am planning on a non-epidural delivery. Parker's delivery was a lot easier than Taylor's and the recovery was like night & day. But we will see how it goes when the time comes and this one decides to take longer entering the world than Parker did :)

And since I never got around to posting the previous preggo pics I made Troy take of me here is week 12 and 16:

Week 12:
Taken the night of Taylor's dance recital.

Week 16:

Troy felt a little left out, (and I am sure will kill me for posting this picture!) but it makes me laugh that he needed his picture too :) I kept his face in the picture because you can totally tell he is mocking me and acting like a goof ball (and sticking his stomach out?!?!?!)

Love you Troy :)

Birth of Parker T

So, I am finally getting around to posting about the birth of Little Parker.
Up until today before dinner I was handling the whole addition process pretty well, but I lost it a little and had to get out a good cry :) All better now (minus the pain you get when the milk comes in! ouch!)

Going back to Saturday night, Troy and I went to our ward Elder's quorum bbq. By the end of the event I was having a ton of contractions. They continued all night long, that I was almost tempted to wake Troy up and take me to the hospital but decided to wait it out until morning. By then I felt fine and continued to feel fine all day (minus a few contractions here and there through out the day.)

I had a Dr's appointment Monday morning. I was dilated to a 2 and 75% effaced. The doctor told me to make an appointment for another week so we don't jinx me, but he more than likely will see me before then to deliver the baby.
After the appointment Melissa and I walked from my parents house to story book park with the kids. Pretty much the entire time we were walking to and from I was having contractions. They continued throughout the night.

I woke up on Tuesday planning on going to my Mother's Day (yes, I was going to get one!) pre-natal massage at noon. I was so excited! By 9:30 I was heading into town to get a few things at Wal-mart and then to drop Taylor off with Melissa at my parents house. Melissa ended up meeting me at Wal-mart and we both pretty much decided that I wasn't going to be making it to my massage appointment!
On the way to my parents house I called Troy and told him I think we need to go in to the hospital. He was in the middle of water so I told him I can wait until he was done. He made it into town around noon. I was fine until he showed up and then the reality that I may be having this baby TODAY kicked in and I started crying as I was saying good bye to Taylor. I asked Troy if he and my dad would give me a blessing before we head in. After that we made it to the hospital around 12:00.

At 12:30 I was dilated to a 3. They were going to watch me for an hour and see how much progress I was making. An hour goes by and the nurse tells me we are about the same maybe just a little more but that she will talk to the doctor. I knew it! They were going to send me home! I kept telling Troy they were going too. Within minutes the doctor comes in and checks and says I am a good 4 and breaks my water! This is at 1:30.

Going into the hospital I KNEW I did NOT want stadohl (spelling??!!) with Taylor it just made me hot and loopy and just miserable! I wanted just to go straight to the epidural. The nurse lets me know that she can't have the anesthesiologist come in until after my blood work comes back so she will 'stall' a little before starting the pitocin.
Not long after that she comes in with all the paper work, then starts the pitocin. The contractions start getting stronger and closer together when the nurse comes in and tells me that she had some bad news!

Great! She tells me her timing was way off and that the anesthesiologist was in surgery and it will be at least 45 minutes until I can get an epidural and the other anesthesiologist was at least 2 hours away (also in surgery!) So I tell her to give me the stadohl. I was already really hot and sweaty and I realized it wasn't the stadohl with Taylor it was the pitocin that made me hot. Once I got the stadohl (2:30) I had 45 minutes to endure until I could get more relief...I can do this!
I was still in a ton of pain but it did take the edge off a little....not much though!
I had about 10 minutes to go until epidural time when I am checked, I am a 6+.
The nurse literally just walked out of the room and I tell Troy that he needs to tell them that it feels like I need to push.
The nurse, along with the 'new' nurse that was changing shifts with my current nurse come straight in and check....I am a 10! So much for the epidural! Next thing I know the nurses tell me that the Dr. is actually still in surgery (with the anesthesiologist that we were waiting for!) I kind of start to freak out and ask them if they could deliver if they needed too. They kind of laugh it off and say, they will if they needed too.

Well, they needed too! About 4 painful pushes later, little Parker made his appearance into this world.
I told Troy we were blessed with a little angel that day, but we were also being watched by an angel.

There was a reason the nurse and doctor both decided not to send us home and that I dilated so fast and did not have to push very long....the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck twice!
About 5 minutes after I had Parker the doctor had finished up enough in his surgery to make it to 'finish' with me.

After everything was over I was still in absolute shock with how fast everything happened and the simple fact that I didn't get an epidural, nurses delivered him and the whole cord thing. We were truly being watched over!

Just like Taylor, Parker was born ready to suck! He pretty much nursed the first hour of his life and we have had no problem with him latching on. He also takes to the pacifier like a champ! It is a little frustrating now that my milk has come in he won't nurse as long so he isn't helping me out as much as I would like! :)

I actually feel way better physically after delivering him then I did with Taylor!
I have definitely had my moments of being overwhelmed with two kids (mostly just getting ready for the day...Taylor doesn't like when he cries so him crying as I dress him causes her to act out and cry too and it's always when I am without help!)

I definitely couldn't have made the transition these past few days without the help of my mom! She took the whole week off from work and has come out to our house every morning and stayed until after dinner or until Troy gets home.
She has cleaned my house, done our laundry, cooked us meals and helped entertain Taylor. I am so thankful for her and only hope that when my children get older they will love me as much as I love her for all the things she has done for me! Thanks Mom!

**For my 'journal' notes at his Dr's appointment today he was 6 lbs. 10 oz**

Couch Sleepin'

In the 5 years that Troy and I have been married, never has our couch had so many nights with one of us sleeping on it.

There are two reasons why it has been put to good use, but the "spousal disagreements" is not one of them.

Reason #1
Big (and getting bigger!), uncomfortable, unable to sleep preggo woman! I find myself waking up every night around the same time. Tossing and turning for about an hour then give up and 'change sceneries.' While I am waiting to fall asleep I usually surf a little web. Sleep is eventually accomplished!

Reason #2
Freaked out farmer! Yesterday afternoon Troy finished planting all his crops only to have the wind blowing like crazy going into last night! I don't blame him for being so freaked out, if you lost two-thirds of your beets last year you wouldn't be able to sleep either! At least this year there are only a few acres that he is worried about. (For those of you who don't know, our bedroom is on the west side of our house and you can hear the wind BAD! You don't hear it much in the living room)

Does it make me a bad wife that I didn't even realize he didn't come to bed last night until I woke up at my 'usual' time (2:30) and realized then??!! I was going to just let him sleep on the couch but once I was awake I couldn't drown out the sound of the tv!

8 Months (plus some)

I am just over 8 months! Hooray!
I am wanting to get some more maternity pics taken (very SOON) and that will probably be it, I am not very willing to jump in front of the camera any more!

The sunset was gorgeous last night so you guys get a silhouette picture this time.

The Nursery is Finished....Finally!

All the furniture has been in the room for a few weeks now, it was just waiting on me to hang up pictures and make the signs I had planned on making that has taken so long to get it done :)

We are still minus the shelf that Troy has built for the room (and actually still don't know the real reason why he won't bring it home to hang it for me!) because I have a super cute Noah's Ark that my sister Gina gave us that will go on it!

Finished Shots....





Doing the letters for his name took alot more time with the scrapbook paper on the top then just painting/embellishing like Taylor's letters, but I think they turned out way cute! Plus I decided to put them on a board this time around so I don't leave 10 different nail holes in the wall when I decide to move them or re-do them!



I really loved how the Parker letters turned out, but I think this little piece of decor beat out some of the love! It was super cheap to make too! I actually bought the board while Taylor and I were in Utah (do you remember the board Cindy? Yep, still hadn't painted it nor put the metal sayings on it!) at Quilted bear back in September. I used some left over scrapbook paper from the letters for the centers and found the little animals already painted and ready to attach at Wal-Mart for .59 cents a piece!



Now all I need is the shelf...hint, hint Troy! :)

I have decided to move the rocking chair back into the room, but it will stay where it is at until I have the little one. I liked having it in the nursery with Taylor so I had more of a private environment while nursing and when I get up with them at night I have the changing table and the rocker in the same room (plus I can close the door and turn on the light if need be!) I never nursed Taylor at night in our bed and I think that is why...I had my own little baby spot to go to.

Now it is time to get some of the final things out of storage (car seat, bassinet, bouncer, swing...man, babies take up alot of room!)and get them washed and we will be pretty much ready! :)

7 Months

This post is almost a week late, but I knew I was going to get another ultrasound done so I wanted to include a picture from that....
I am definitely feeling nice and pregnant these days! Only 2 months....I can do it-




The baby was cuddled up into my uterine wall so it was hard to get a good clear shot of his face. The tech also double checked and we are still having a boy :)
Good thing too, because as I was in getting the ultrasound Troy was at home painting the nursery blue! I think he has Troy's nose!

6 Months

I reached the 6 month (24 weeks) mark in the pregnancy!
It's quite comical because I am still getting speculations from people at church as to whether or not I am pregnant.
I always hear of others asking others if I am expecting or I get the 'look' like "Are you going to have a baby? Or did you just eat too much over the holidays?!"
To me I OBVIOUSLY look pregnant so it makes me wonder if people think I just naturally have a HUGE belly that sticks out like I am 6 months pregnant!

Maybe I do always look like I have a 'pooch' but I thought I worked on getting rid of it pretty well after Taylor!

On another note:

I am sick of the cold weather! If we were actually getting moisture out of all this bone chilling winds I would be okay, but we are not so I am not! Even on the 'descent' weather days we don't have any snow to take the little one out to play in!
I am tired of being stuck in the house so much and I am sure little Taylor Jane is too! You can only browse the web for so long, play with the same toys over and over and watch so many cartoons before you start to go a little crazy!

I was so bored this afternoon that I cleaned out two of our food cupboards! Troy also refuses to give up 'his' office yet that I can't even help/watch as we fix up the nursery!
I am soooooooooo bored.....

Half Way there!

A few days ago was the half way mark of this little ones journey here!

The first 12 weeks seemed like it went by sooooooooo slow! But the last 8 has totally flown! The holidays definitely helped the time go by.

I have been suffering from a cold the past week or so and it has been one of the most difficult colds yet. I took some medicine a few days back because my cough was bad and I was so congested I could barely breath. Poor little Parker must have been zonked out by it because I hardly felt him move and it totally freaked me out that I don't want to take anything ever again (while preggo of course) but at my Dr.'s appointment today he assured me that taking something to help comfort and help me won't harm the little one....we will see if I give in and take anything.

Meet our Little one!

We would like to show to you all one of our little ones first (of many I am sure!!!) pictures!

This little one looks great (it's Mom is actually feeling pretty good these days too!)

Nice strong heartbeat.

Measuring right on track, due date: May 20th.

Troy and Taylor came with me to my ultrasound, Taylor wasn't too sure about the whole thing. Once in awhile she would wander up to the step stool by the bed and watch the screen...probably wondering why the world it's not full of singing characters or dancing Pablos! ;)

I really love this part of pregnancy! I am not uncomfortable, I feel the baby move (all the time), I am starting to actually look pregnant too!

It was a perfect early Christmas gift!

Oh yea....



It's a BOY!
Meet our little Parker T. Wilkins!

Count Down Begins!

Let the countdown begin!
In one week (Thursday the 20th!) is my ultrasound! We will be able to see our baby again and find out if it is a boy or girl! I am sooooo excited!

Take my poll on the side of my blog and make your guess if it's going to be another girl or a boy!

(If it's a girl we will have to actually 'discuss' names! Troy insists it's a boy so there is no need! There is a 50% chance we just might have to pick out a girl name! )

All is Well is Babyville

I had my Dr's appointment yesterday morning. The nurse couldn't find a heartbeat at first and (of course) I started to freak out when she said she was going to need to have the doctor come in and see if he can find it.
He came right in, then stepped right out to get the portable ultrasound he has. He found the little one instantly and the heartbeat just as fast. The baby measures right on (maybe we will have a tall 'birth' baby instead of an 18 incher?! Taylor measured 6 days small!)

So, my nerves have been calmed a little more since the spotting scare 4 weeks ago and now maybe I can enjoy the acne face, super tired...must nap phase, nauseous on occasion and the growing out of my clothes just a little more! :)