tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460650406595280462024-02-18T19:19:24.650-08:00b family blissthe reminiscences of dan, courtney, arlo, & eliotCourtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.comBlogger347125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-84556468436390251632013-02-25T22:30:00.001-08:002013-02-25T22:30:26.057-08:007 months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: start;">Well, Eliot will actually be 8 months old on Wednesday (1 day from now). However, I did take these pictures a few weeks ago when he was close to his 7 month birthday. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">He was not particularly smiley, but he was still pretty cute. Also, I wasn't able to get good photos on my bed like I have for the first 6 months. The light was bad and he was such a fast little mover, even though I was close I was scared he was going to fall off the bed. So, downstairs by the window had to do! </span></div>
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Eliot has been working on getting his top two teeth for awhile and they are taking their sweet time. He is not comfortable and neither of us have been very happy about it. But, all in all, his spirits have been pretty good as long as he is awake and entertained. He is not sleeping the best, but hopefully that is just a phase. </div>
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When I took these photos, he was just learning to crawl on his hands and knees. He is so busy that he does not want to even take the time to eat. I feel like I spend an absurd amount of time each day trying to get him to eat something. At his 6 month check up (which he was 7 months at), he was only 40% for weight. Arlo never got below 50%, but always stayed around 50%. He does not have the patience to nurse anymore, which is difficult for me. He does love the bottle though. Complete opposite of Arlo, who would not even touch one. </div>
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Eliot is really sweet. He is mostly a happy little guy. He loves everyone. He is very energetic and motivated to move and get what he wants. He is very focused on whatever it is that he wants and does not forget about it. He wants to be held, but is hard to hold because he does not hold still! </div>
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We love this little guy. I am not wanting him to get any bigger, but it happens every day and every day he learns something new! </div>
<br />Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-12674087225727474502013-01-16T22:18:00.004-08:002013-01-16T22:18:39.704-08:006 monthsHave I really not blogged since Eliot's 3 month post? Wow... oops. A LOT has been going on. I need to post on a few things, but right now I will just go ahead with Eliot's 6 month post.<br />
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Eliot is now closer to 7 months than 6, but these photos were taken 1 day after he hit 6 months :) </div>
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Eliot has 2 teeth and is working pretty hard on the top 2 already, at least it seems that way. </div>
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This guy is insanely mobile. He is not full on hands & knees crawling, but he is SO close to it. He rocks on his hands and knees and will spring himself forward from that position. He is insanely fast at scooting, who knows if he will ever actually crawl because I am amazed at his scooting speed. I should start thinking about getting some baby gates up. Just yesterday he started trying to pull himself up on short things. Eeek.</div>
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Eliot is always moving. If you hold him, he tries to crawl up your chest and starts jumping off of you or twisting around. He does not like to be still. He was the same way when I was pregnant with him, he was very active inside me. His amount of activity (even at this age) is making me a little scared for what is to come. I am glad that we got a home with a yard for my two crazy, active boys! </div>
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He is still very, very happy for the most part. He will smile at you, even when he is crying. He is very social and will smile and jabber at any one. </div>
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Eliot <b>loves </b>his big brother. Any thing that Arlo does, Eliot is watching. He would rather watch Arlo than eat, sleep, etc. Even after Arlo is rough with him, he is back to smiling at him about 1 minute later. I am excited and nervous for their relationship. Since they are both so active, I have a feeling we will have lots of rough housing. Arlo already rolls around the floor with Eliot and they giggle and smile.</div>
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I seriously love this little guy. He is so sweet and happy. He is always a bright spot in my day. I <b>love </b>to cuddle him and rock him to sleep, it is one of my favorite parts of the day... except when Arlo is awake during that time and is running around, distracting him. </div>
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Eliot has already been 3 months old for almost 2 weeks now. Shows how on top of it I am. Oh well!</div>
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Eliot has been such a pleasant baby. If he is fed, changed, and rested... he is content and pretty calm. It can be pretty easy to get a smile out of him, but he can also be very serious a lot of the time. </div>
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He rarely cries much anymore, pretty much the only times he does are on long car drives or if he is overly tired. When he wakes up at night, he usually just makes grunting sounds and sometimes will just shout out a couple times. </div>
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He is also starting to not sleep in the car unless he is <i>really</i> tired. He is quite fond of sleeping in his bed (which is a pack n play in our bedroom) and sometimes has a hard time sleeping other places, which is not making me excited about our upcoming trip to New Hampshire, but I am going to try and bring the pack n play with us (is this crazy?!).</div>
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Eliot loves his hands, he often pulls or pushes out his pacifier to get his fingers in there. He can get his thumb and suck on it, which I am not a huge fan of... so I try and stick the pacifier in there instead. It works some of the time. He also loves to have things <i>in</i> his hands, a blanket or a lovey are almost a must for him. </div>
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He is pretty good at putting up with his energetic big brother. I am anxious to see if Eliot keeps his calmer disposition as he gets older. </div>
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Eliot is a cuddler, which is so wonderful. Arlo was never really a cuddler as a baby so it is a nice change (although I must say that Arlo is now really big into cuddling, so I have two cuddle bugs, which I love). </div>
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He rolled over all the way, after much effort for weeks, on the day he turned 3 months old. He easily can get from his back to his stomach, but has only flipped the other way about 4 times total and those times seem like more of an accident. </div>
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He is sleeping pretty decently these days, waking up about twice a night. Usually he goes down around 9ish, then wakes up sometime around 3 and then 6. Those can vary some, but that is probably an average night. Alro still wakes up sometimes due to going potty or nightmares, so I am often up more than those 2 times though :) </div>
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Eliot is starting to not love the swing. He doesn't mind just hanging out on the floor, but that freaks me out with how rambunctious Arlo gets. I find it hard to get much done if both kids are awake because I am always having to make sure Arlo is not attacking Eliot. </div>
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So far, adjusting to 2 kids has not been as hard as I thought! It will be interesting to see how life is as time goes on. There are definitely tough moments and I seem to always be busy, but I love it. I am so blessed to have two wonderful boys in my life! </div>
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Maybe I am crazy, but I really wanted to go camping this summer... even with a new baby. With the end of summer pretty much here, I thought we were out of luck. However, we were invited last minute to join some friends on an adventure to <a href="http://lostlakeresort.org/default.php">Lost Lake</a>. We jumped at the opportunity and quickly got everything ready and I am so glad that we did. </div>
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He did so well and only woke up twice during the night!</div>
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The first morning we started off with a walk with the kids. There is a trail that goes around the entire lake. We didn't hike the whole thing, but checked a part of it out. </div>
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This is almost all Arlo did.... throwing rocks in the water </div>
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So, Arlo & Kai were playing together on this little beach. They were being so cute together and at one point I looked over and they were sitting on a rock together chatting. I grabbed my camera and tried to sneak over. I guess I wasn't sneaky enough because they got up and attacked!</div>
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Saturday was one of my most favorite days in such a long time. We were outside with gorgeous weather & scenery. Arlo was so happy to just play outside in the dirt, rocks, & water. Eliot was a dream baby and was so calm. It was so relaxing to just not do a whole lot outside. I didn't want it to end.</div>
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The next morning we did the 3 mile hike around the lake. It was gorgeous. Unfortunately, Arlo was exhausted from lack of sleep & lots of playing and whined/cried pretty much the entire 2nd half of the hike. But, I still had fun! It was very beautiful.</div>
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Unfortunately we did not get a photo with the ENTIRE group (one family is missing here, they went home the night before). But we got one on our hike before Arlo started melting down. </div>
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Everyone but Dan (taking the photo) hiking</div>
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and of course, I am an awesome mom and took a photo of Arlo crying. I mean, it was how he was acting the entire 2nd part of the hike... hahaha. This was right after we told him not to get his feet wet (he was wearing converse shoes & socks) and then he did anyway. Next time, listen to mom & dad!</div>
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I definitely want to go back to Lost Lake. It was one of my favorite spots for camping with kids!</div>
Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-37860050085980217572012-09-18T10:22:00.002-07:002012-09-18T10:22:32.939-07:00little zig zag fallsI am very behind on blogging! There is a lot I have not put on here. Eliot is almost 3 months old and I never did his 2 month post. I will have to do that soon!<br />
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On labor day weekend, I was dying to get out. We went to the park by our house on Friday & Saturday evenings, but I wanted to do something more. Dan's knee was still bugging him from Hood to Coast, so we were someone limited in what we could do. We ended up finding this really short little "hike", which was perfect for Arlo. Even though it was so short, it was really beautiful!<br />
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After the hike, we drove just a little further up the mountain to government camp for dinner. We went to Huckleberry Inn. I hadn't been there for quite awhile, but my family used to frequent the place when we had a cabin up near government camp. I was hoping that they would have maple bars left when we got there, but they were all out. They make them right in the restaurant and they are incredibly flaky and so good. At least from what I remember. </div>
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This summer Arlo had swimming lessons for the first time. It was an interesting 4 weeks to say the least. We enrolled him in two 2 week sessions that met M-F for 30 minutes each day. On his very first day of lessons he was very excited and had a hard time waiting until it was his turn to get into the water. When the teacher called his name, he had no problems getting right into the water on his own, no fear at all. He swam with the teacher for his first time and smiled and was excited. But, I think he was a little too excited and not scared, he stepped off or possibly fell of the step and his head dipped into the water unexpectedly and he swallowed water and it really freaked him out. The rest of the lesson he cried. The next day I had a hard time even getting him to put his feet in the water. But, by the 3rd day he was doing fine again and loved his lessons. </div>
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Then came session 2 and a new teacher. For some reason the transition of a new teacher made him revert to that first day of being scared. It was so odd to me, but he just didn't click as well with the new teacher or something. It could have been because his first teacher was still in the pool, but with a different class? Who even knows! The entire second session he struggled with liking it. He was scared to do certain things and would just get out of the pool at whine if he didn't want to do something. But, he did have some good days where he did everything that was asked of him. Luckily the day I brought my camera, he was pretty cooperative and happy.</div>
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We are going to keep him going in swimming lessons in the fall. Because of his struggles, I feel like waiting until next summer will be too long for him and I want to keep the momentum going. But we are giving it a little bit of a break, he will start again mid-October. Although, since he hasn't had lessons for several days now, he has been asking to go swimming! So, that is a good sign, right? He definitely likes certain things about being in the water, but from that first fall there is a nervousness about it for him. Hopefully he will get over that soon, because he does love playing with water and taking baths!</div>
<br />Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-87651582075597878922012-07-18T15:30:00.001-07:002012-07-18T15:30:03.794-07:00the many faces of eliot<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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most of his faces are serious/grumpy, but they are all cute!</div>
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<br />Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-14182215337683124232012-07-12T15:36:00.000-07:002012-07-12T15:36:02.031-07:00E: 2 weeks oldyesterday eliot hit the two week mark. we went to his check up and he was a whopping 10 pounds, 2 ounces (85th percentile). already gained just over a pound since birth! way to go buddy! and he is 21 1/2 inches (75th percentile). you can see Arlo's 2 week stats <a href="http://danieledwinandcourtneylou.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-weeks.html">here</a>.<br />
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dan went back to work this week, and it has been a bit hectic with appointments and preschool and not sleeping much, but we are surviving. arlo is still in love with eliot. he still tells me multiple times a day how much he loves the baby and how he is so glad that he has a baby, it is terribly sweet.<br />
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even though i am tired and wish i could get in some more zzz's, i wouldn't trade this for anything. i am enjoying the newborn stage so much. i love nursing him and holding him and having him sleep in my arms and on my chest. i love his little facial expressions. and i love how much arlo loves him.
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Where do I even start with this birth story? It was all such a whirlwind and 100% different from Arlo's birth. I am pretty sure for 90% of the labor I was in denial that I was going to be having the baby as soon as I did. For 50% of it, I was even thinking that it could stop and be false labor. So, if you want to hear the whole long story... keep reading... and if you don't mind me giving TMI, because there will be some of that. </div>
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I woke up at around 5ish in the morning, I can't remember exactly, maybe it was 5:30. But, my stomach felt upset and I couldn't sleep. I wasn't having contractions that I was aware of, but I felt like I had diarrhea/upset stomach... so I got up and I dealt with that and also noticed some bloody show. Then I remembered that when I was in labor with Arlo I was on the toilet a lot with the same thing (maybe the ONE thing that was the same between the two experiences). So, I just got up and took a shower in case something was going to happen that day. I think at around 7:30am I started to feel contractions, but they weren't that bad, just like menstrual cramps, and I was having even more bloody show. I decided to wake Dan up and tell him what was going on, but that it might not really be the real thing. Finally at about 8:30 or so I decided that I had better start timing the contractions just to see where I was at. The contractions were about 5 minutes apart, but I could talk through them and eat breakfast through them, so I thought that I couldn't really be <i>that </i>far into it. The contractions stayed the same distance apart until about 10am, so I called the midwife and told her that I was probably going to be having the baby that day. I had a contraction while on the phone with her and I think it made her worried, but I still could sort of talk to her through it. She asked me if I wanted to come to the hospital and I very casually said "oh, I think I will stay at home for awhile" (after the birth I found out that she was nervous when I told her this...). Oh, and I forgot to mention that during this time Dan went to run some errands before we headed to the hospital. I was trying to do some last minute packing for the hospital and get ready myself, but was having a really hard time doing it. Arlo was being really good playing on his own since Dan was gone. Soon Dan called (around 10:45) and told me that he could go into work for a quick 11:00 meeting, but I immediately told him no, I needed help getting the infant car seat in the car and Arlo dressed to leave. He came home and helped out, I grabbed a couple more things, and we struggled to get Arlo into the car to take him to Dan's parent's house. By this time my contractions were about 3 minutes apart and more intense, but I was still thinking "oh, this could take awhile... Arlo's birth was so long" and "these are still not that bad". By the time we got to Dan's parent's house things were more intense. On the way there Arlo kept asking if I was okay, I kept telling him that I was, but that the baby was just trying to come out and it was very hard work. Once we got to Dan's parent's house, the contractions were about 2 minutes apart and I heard Pam tell Dan after seeing me "you better get her to the hospital!", but in my head I still thought we had plenty of time. </div>
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So, we were finally on our way to OHSU. By the time we hit about Sylvan Hill area, I was starting to feel some pressure and was getting very uncomfortable sitting in the car, not being able to move how I wanted to. I started feeling scared because I could tell that the baby was coming soon. It was a weird set of emotions: on one hand I could feel it getting very close and I was involuntarily holding myself like I had to pee and I was scared about not making it there, on the other hand, I kept thinking that this would still take some time because last time it took what seemed to be forever. I <span style="background-color: white;">had Dan call the midwife. He got her on the phone when we hit the tunnel and she could hear me while talking to him and I heard her say "tell her to cross her legs!" and she told him to head straight for the ER and leave the car with the valet. I told Dan that I felt scared about having the baby in the car (but it sounded more like "I'm scared! I am scared!") and he offered a very calm and thoughtful prayer. I remember that I still felt some worry and fear, but the prayer really did help me feel comfort that it would work out and I was able to feel somewhat in control and was even able help navigate where the ER was (this was about the 2nd time ever that Dan had driven to OHSU).</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">At this point the contractions were pretty close together, I don't even think I was really getting a break in between them. We pulled up to the ER entrance and then someone put a wheelchair up to my door and asked me if my water had broken. I told him that it hadn't, but I felt like pushing and that I didn't think I could get out of my seat. He pretty much pulled me out of the car and into the wheelchair, which was not a fun thing to do. The wheelchair was rushed around, I remember passing by mostly hospital staff, but there was one visitor/patient walking by who I heard say "Woah, she's havin' a baby!" and then I remember that right before we got on the elevator a guy with scrubs put an emergency vaginal delivery kit on my lap and got on the elevator with us. Once we got off the elevator, I saw my midwife & the nurses. (The midwife was one who had been running our prenatal group the last several sessions, so I knew her). Seeing them made me feel more calm and then when we rounded the corner & I saw the hospital bed, I knew everything would be okay, a wave of relief... we made it.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">I felt like I had to pee and the nurses hesitantly helped me to the toilet and pretty much ripped my pants off. I did pee and felt a pop... my water breaking... but not much fluid came out. I had another contraction and my body started pushing. The nurses were telling me rather firmly that I needed to get off of the toilet or my baby would be born there. I was in denial that that would happen because with Arlo I pushed for 3 entire hours, so I would at least push for about an hour this time, right?!? I was pretty much yelling at the nurses that I could not walk to the bed, I just couldn't do it... and so they pretty much pulled me onto the bed. I climbed on and just stayed on all fours while I pushed with my head pressed against the back of the bed. When I pushed with Arlo, he came out so slowly that it really didn't hurt much and pushing felt like a relief and was a lot more work. Eliot was coming out so fast it hurt to push like nothing else I have ever felt. It made me not want to push. (Now I understand how you can "breathe your baby down" as they talk about with hypnobirthing, I did not know how that was possible after just having Arlo. There were some contractions I felt like I needed to hold back.) The midwife also said that it also probably hurt so much because of all of the scar tissue I had from my 3rd degree tears last time. Dan rubbed my back and told me that it would be okay and to just listen to my body. It was hard, I felt like I was going to explode. I hadn't been pushing insanely hard because he was sort of just coming on his own and it hurt so much, but then I reached down and felt the top of his head coming out.... it was further out than Arlo's was when it was stuck which made me feel like I could do it. I wanted to be able to hold him when he came out and so I rolled over to my side. I reached down again and felt how close he was. Even though it hurt, I knew I was almost done and so pushed harder. In probably two or three more pushes (this I am not really that sure of, but it was fast) he came out and I got to hold him at 12:35pm, just about 10 minutes after we got to the hospital.</span></div>
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I was sort of in shock that it was already over. Was that it? Really? <span style="background-color: white;">He was such an amazing baby and I was done! </span><span style="background-color: white;">He was fairly calm and not crying much, but the nurses were sure he was fine and he was. The stitching up part afterwards was totally not fun, but I was done and holding my baby in my arms for the first time. So cute and warm. </span><span style="background-color: white;">About 6 minutes after he was born </span><a href="http://blog.jimandravyn.com/" style="background-color: white;">our photographer, Ravyn</a><span style="background-color: white;">, came (t</span><span style="background-color: white;">he photographer in me was pretty happy that he was born on a sunny day, the light was gorgeous & perfect).</span></div>
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It was so interesting talking with my midwife afterwards and the nurses about what had happened. I guess when I was on the toilet sure that I had more time and not wanting to move they told me that they could see the top of his head. No wonder they were so worried! My amazing midwife (pictured above) said she was pretty worried when Dan called on our way there, but she had everything lined up and ready for us when we pulled up. I was so glad that it was her who helped me deliver Eliot. With Arlo we had a midwife that I had never met and I didn't feel any connection with, it wasn't bad, but I cannot tell you how great it felt to have someone there that I knew & liked to deliver my baby. <span style="background-color: white;">All in all, I would definitely say that I prefer the quicker labor. Although, maybe it would be nice to not have cut it so darn close :) </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Eliot James Blaisdell</span></div>
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Another reason I was so glad that he was born during the day was because I really wanted <a href="http://blog.jimandravyn.com/">Ravyn </a>to be there when Arlo got to meet his brother for the first time. These pictures are priceless to me and are my favorite by far (sorry for the overload, I could not narrow it down anymore than I already have). It was so incredible and filled my heart with such joy to see how much Arlo already loved his brother. He kept saying "I love the baby" over and over, it was the sweetest thing. I am so blessed to have two amazingly sweet little boys. Arlo still adores Eliot and wants to hold him all of the time and has <i>mostly </i>been very soft & gentle with him, you can tell he is trying hard. He seems to be adjusting very well, better than I ever could have imagined. I think he is also enjoying having his dad around more too. It has brought me such joy to be with my family these past 6 days. This is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced, this loving family that I have been blessed with. </div>
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We are doing well and are so incredibly blessed to have such supportive family, friends, and ward members. I have been overwhelmed by all of the wonderful & kind things that people have done to help us, I cannot thank you all enough. I have truly felt so blessed and happy. </div>
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Eliot is thriving and eats like a champ, already at 5 days old he was up to 9lb 6.5oz! Impressive! He has mostly had his days & nights mixed up which has kept me pretty tired, but I am really enjoying this sweet newborn phase. It is not very long that they curl up and sleep on your chest. </div>
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I was hoping that I myself would have a faster recovery this time, but so far that is not proving to be the case, so I am extra thankful for all of the help we have been getting. Especially from Dan. He is truly an amazing father & husband. I don't know what I would do without him. He has been still keeping up with his business (from home) as well as helping me out so that I can camp out upstairs and try and rest & heal as much as possible. Seeing him with his new little son just multiplies my love for him. How did I end up with such an amazing man? I really am not sure. </div>
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I am so grateful for my family and our newest little addition. They make me so very, very happy. Welcome to our family, Eliot! We are so happy to have you here!</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span>Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-33245490075185962472012-06-12T12:28:00.001-07:002012-06-12T12:28:02.033-07:00bike ridersthese guys are killin' me... wishing i could be riding as well. hopefully before the weather gets yucky again, i will get out and ride some more. arlo is loving his new bike and getting more and more confident with riding, which is a little scary for me because with my size i can hardly keep up with him.<br />
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last night i took arlo & lucy out all on my own because dan was out playing lacrosse with some guys to get ready for his men's league, which starts tonight actually. it was a bit crazy because arlo is getting faster and more confident and lucy kept trying to either run in front or stop and smell things. arlo even fell down twice on this ride and happily, bravely got right back up and started riding again. i was very proud of him. </div>
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<br />Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-72111938425309628702012-05-20T20:31:00.000-07:002012-05-20T20:31:13.155-07:00latelyi apologize in advance if you follow me on instagram because this will be very repetitive for you. but, i wanted to document on my blog what we have been up to.<br />
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the weather has been so nice here lately, amazing for oregon in may. we are loving it. we have been spending as much time outside as possible.<br />
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Dan is going to be playing on a men's lacrosse league this summer (along with some friends and ward members). He has gone out a couple times to practice and get ready. Yesterday we tagged along while the guys played. Lucas & Arlo also played and had a fun time running around.<br />
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Dan had a birthday on the 14th, he is now a whopping 27. I will be joining him in about 2 weeks :) </div>
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Our ward boundaries changed a couple of weeks ago. We are now in the Orenco ward. Arlo is pretty excited that he now goes to church with Lucas. I hope that the Evertons won't get too sick of us now :) </div>
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I am now 34 1/2 weeks pregnant (on wednesday I hit 35 weeks). This pregnancy has not been the most fun, but I can say with confidence that I am very, very excited to meet this handsome little man. Maybe I am weird, but I just think he looks so cute in the above picture. I can't wait to hold him in my arms instead of my uterus. He still does not have a name, but we have about 5 names that we do like... just can't decide which one to use. </div>
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Arlo is definitely turning into a little boy and leaving the toddler stage. He is constantly standing up tall and saying "look at me!" because he wants us to see/say how tall and big he is. He likes to be independent, except when it comes to pulling his pants back up after going to the bathroom. He is constantly full of energy and can go forever. We have gone on some long walks and he will go the whole way almost running. </div>
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He still is in love with trains and constantly talks about having a train cake on his birthday. His favorite thing to do at home is make massive train tracks all over the living room floor. </div>
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He also seems excited to have a baby brother, he frequently comes up, hugs my belly and says "I love the baby". He is also very affectionate right now and constantly tells me that he loves me. It is very sweet and I adore it. </div>
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He also LOVES to talk. He is quite the motor mouth. When he wants to talk to us and shoot the breeze he will say to us "Let's talk about it". It is pretty cute. </div>
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I think he will mostly do well with the new baby. Problems I am predicting are him thinking that he can pick up the baby on his own... this baby might need protection. And then once the baby is mobile and can break his train tracks... I think he'll get pretty ticked. Of course, I am sure he will get a bit jealous, but I honestly think he will do okay. He is pretty excited and he does love other babies. Even though I am not nursing those babies for hours a day, which will be an adjustment for sure for him. </div>
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<br />Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-77872582652312677252012-05-16T09:02:00.001-07:002012-05-16T09:03:07.710-07:00some awesome camera stuffOne of my favorite blogs/bloggers made this amazing book trailer for an amazing book. It is all about instant film photography, check it out:<br />
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Not only that, but on <a href="http://pacingthepanicroom.blogspot.com/2012/05/instant-love.html">his blog post about it</a>, you can win a copy of the book AND a <a href="http://www.landcameras.com/">restored Polaroid</a> for yourself! How sweet is that?! And by posting this, I am definitely trying harder to win the prize for myself because I would absolutely LOVE it.... and I think it's about time that I won a giveaway for all of my efforts :)<br />
But seriously, check it out.Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-71545364531606114712012-04-17T15:24:00.002-07:002012-04-17T15:24:13.036-07:00a newly painted room and a day at the doctors office<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">First of all, I have this awesome friend & neighbor who helped me out big time. I have been wanting to paint our room since we moved into this house over 4 years ago. I finally picked a color, but I am pregnant & hate painting. I really do. So, this awesome friend said that if I watched her kids, she would paint for me. And she did it on Saturday... and it was awesome. Dan & I took her two girls and Arlo to the zoo for Packy's 50th Birthday along with our friends Melissa & Kyle. It was pretty fun, but also pretty crowded. And EVERY animal that we went to go see what out and active, it was really neat. </span></div>
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Then Monday rolled around. I had grand plans to get my newly painted room back together (it is still insanely torn apart), but life got in the way. Let's rewind to Friday, the day after I found out that my placenta was happy and out of the way. I get a call from my midwife telling me that I did not pass my glucose test, in fact I was over 200, so I didn't even need to take the 3 hour test. It was not a fun weekend and I was having a really, really hard time coping with the news. Anyway, Monday morning I got a call from my dietitian seeing if I could come in for an appointment at noon (I hadn't gone in yet, just got the call from the midwife) and she also told me that my insurance would not cover my meetings with her. So, I spent the entire morning on the phone with the insurance company until I finally had to leave to head to my appointment, which went very well. She said about 3 times during the appointment how interesting it would be to see how my numbers would look over the rest of my pregnancy since I seemed to be an "atypical" case (I have no real risk factors other than the fact that Arlo was over 9 pounds and I have not gained an abnormal amount of weight this pregnancy, etc). So, it is pretty mysterious, but my sugar levels have been GREAT since I started testing them Monday afternoon... they are actually almost low. Dan has been joking that they mixed up someone's test results with mine. Who knows, but we will see what happens over the next few weeks. After I met with the dietitian, I felt MUCH better about the diet and could eat a lot more carbs than I thought I was going to be able to, so far it has not been that big of a challenge to follow the diet... except when I go to the grocery store and see some sweets... I will miss having an occasional cookie/slice of cake/bowl of ice cream... but, it will just be better for me not to. And maybe once and for all I can give up sugar all of the time, as I have been thinking of doing for some time, but never stuck with it. </div>
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As soon as I got home from that appointment, I went to pick Arlo up and noticed his infected finger was WAY worse than it was the last time I looked at it the night before. It was pretty bad... so I called his doctor and then they had me bring him in to have it checked out. It was very swollen, almost twice it's normal size, very red and a little black/green where the skin met the nail. </div>
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It involved enough of his finger that the doctor put him on oral antibiotics. She also poked his finger and drained a little puss out and took a culture of it. It was the hardest thing to hold Arlo down when she massaged his finger... it had to have been so painful. The worst part is, he has to soak in 3x a day for 15 minutes... which he does really well at, but then I also have to try and get more puss out after he soaks it, and it is just as hard if not worse each time because he knows how much it hurts and fights it. Hopefully it will heal soon because I do not enjoy doing it. Oh, and it got infected because Arlo obsessively picks at his nails/hang nails... which I do not encourage. By the time we finished at the doctor and went to Target to get his prescription filled, we were not home until 5:30pm and I was starving and tired... it was a long, long day. And I am still playing catch up with other house work and my room sits a torn up mess as I write this. But, it is the first thing I will do once I am done with this blog post :) </div>
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<br />Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10550752343547783226noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-25887576482379074092012-04-12T20:54:00.002-07:002012-04-12T20:54:58.682-07:00beautiful pregnancy & birthI had my ultrasound to check the status of my praevia today. Exciting news: it has moved <b>completely </b>out of the way! I am very happy about this. In addition, they double checked that this baby is in fact a boy. I am so glad that I got that extra check because they really weren't sounding too sure the last time. Can you imagine if we would have just gone with the first technician's answer of it being a girl?! hahaha... what a surprise we would have gotten in the delivery room :)<br />
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They didn't give me digital copies of the photos, just a print out... so I have no cute photos. But, none of them turned out that amazing anyway because this little guy had his face completely smashed up against my uterus. I guess he finds that comfortable... smashed face.<br />
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I don't know if I have mentioned this, but my prenatal care this time around is a little different and I love it. At OHSU they have group prenatal care. You are put into a group with other women who have similar due dates and your appointments are all together, scheduled out in advance on the same day of the week at the same time with no waiting in the waiting room. Just go in and head to the conference room, weigh yourself, and go sit and talk with the other mom's. The first hour of the "group" you go meet with the midwife one at a time in a sectioned off portion of the room (she listens to the heartbeat, measures you, takes your blood pressure and chats with you a bit), while the rest of the ladies talk or watch a birth video. The second hour of the group, we can ask questions to the midwife and then they always have some sort of dialogue planned to discuss, it is almost like childbirth class. Today we chatted about pain in childbirth. It was amazing. I love the midwife that runs it and it is great to hear what others think. There are 6 of us in the class and all 6 of us are going for un-medicated births, so that helps in the discussions that we are all on the same page that way.<br />
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I feel very calm about the birth of this baby. I have no fears or worries. I know that I will accept whatever happens and however it happens and I am excited about the experience that it will bring. This time I also am going to possibly give birth in the water. Although, if it doesn't end up happening for either medical reasons or because I just don't feel like I want to when the time comes... I am totally fine with that. But, I like the idea of a water birth and at least laboring in the water. The midwife says that it is the easiest and most comfortable way to sit in the position that allows your body to progress at it's fullest... where your pelvis is open and relaxed. I can't wait to see what this labor brings.<br />
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If you are up for a beautiful video about birth, take a few moments and check this one out (shared with me by my mother):<br /><br />
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<br />Courtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-69822330960860986772012-03-20T10:30:00.000-07:002012-03-20T10:30:00.376-07:00recentlyi have been a bad blogger. and a bad photo taker. i know, i know... i was doing the photo a day challenge. and you know what? FAIL. i really am not so good at it, although i would still like to be. i have even been bad about taking photos with my phone even. i hope to somehow change this. any motivators??? someone, please help!<br />
anyway, i do want to share what we have been up to lately. first and foremost, being SICK, SICK, SICK for about 2 straight weeks:<br />
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arlo & myself sleeping one weekend afternoon. arlo had just "woken" up from his nap and had to go potty. but, i could tell he was still tired. so i brought him back in my room, and he totally fell back asleep on me. poor kid must not have felt well, that is VERY unlike him. </div>
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i am still pregnant. will hit 26 weeks tomorrow. this photo was taken exactly one week ago today (one day shy of 25 weeks). Baby is growing quickly & sitting very low. I am very excited for him to be born. I honestly think I am more excited than when I was pregnant with Arlo. Although, I am slightly nervous about having two kids instead of just one :)</div>
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We got an OMSI membership with the rest of the world when they had the living social deal. Such a sweet price! We split our membership with the Everton's making it an even sweeter deal. We can both take our whole families at the same time if we wanted to and can also take lots of friends!</div>
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Dan was up in Canada this last week, so Arlo & I were flying solo. He returned late Friday night (like 1am) and then I left the house at 7am the next morning for army drill the entire Saturday. I got home around 5:30 and after not all being together for almost a week we decided to do a fun family night out! We decided to take Arlo to see The Lorax. We (especially me) love Dr. Seuss and this book. So, even though last time we took Arlo to the movies, he didn't make it through. However, this time he did soooo well. He loved it & was so cute about it. We kept having to remind him to whisper or not talk in the movie. He would narrate or say things like "Where's the Lorax going" pretty loudly. It was almost as fun to watch him watch the movie as it was watching the movie ourselves.</div>
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<br />Courtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-87035818228690660712012-03-19T11:01:00.005-07:002012-03-19T11:01:57.793-07:00recent birth readsAs many of you know, I am pretty fascinated by birth. Even when I was in between pregnancies, I continued to read birthing blogs and keep up on some birthing research & news. But, now that I have a good excuse I have gotten back into reading actual books that I have been on my list and I wanted to share.<br />
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<a href="http://amzn.com/0553381156" target="_blank">Ina May's Guide to Childbirth</a></div>
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I wanted to read this book last time I was pregnant, but I didn't get around to it. I wish I had because it is so wonderful, probably my favorite birth book by far. I am actually considering buying a book, which we haven't done for so long (I love the library). Admittedly I did not read EVERY birth story in the first half of the book, but they are beautiful. The first part of the book is birth story after birth story that will boost your birth-esteem and inspire you, even bring you to tears (if you are like me). These would be great to read just one a day as your birth approaches. They are birth stories from women who give birth on "The Farm" mostly, where Ina May has formed a glorious community of women who do not fear childbirth and have an astonishing low c-section rate, like 1-2% (In 2007 the rate of c-sections in the US was 31.8%, haven't looked up later years, but I am pretty sure it is close to the same). The second part of the book is where the meat of the information is. Ina May Gaskin is such a wise woman who has an incredible amount of knowledge. I especially loved the chapter on the mind/body connection. I would highly suggest <b>anyone </b>who is pregnant or planning on becoming pregnant in the near future to read this book. </div>
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I just started this book on Saturday and have yet to finish it. I am not even that far into it... I think on page 80ish. But, so far I am really enjoying this book. It is not a reference book as other birthing/pregnancy books are that will give you straight tips about how childbirth happens and how to handle it, but it is full of birth stories. It is a story of a woman's journey to becoming a midwife and it is completely intriguing. She starts out a nursing student in the days where laboring women were pretty much knocked out and the babies were delivered by forceps and the dad was not present. It is fascinating to see what she goes through, how her view of birth changes & her experiences. She becomes a childbirth educator before she even has her first child and then tells the story of her first childbirth, which is fascinating (her talking about how prepared she thought she was... but then really wasn't). I think this book is so interesting (even in the first little bit I have read) because I plan on becoming a certified doula once I am out of the military & maybe if I am ambitious enough, becoming a midwife. </div>
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I love the description on Amazon:<br /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Each time she knelt to "catch" another wriggling baby -- nearly three thousand times during her remarkable career -- California midwife Peggy Vincent paid homage to the moment when pain bows to joy and the world makes way for one more. With every birth, she encounters another woman-turned-goddess: Catherine rides out her labor in a car careening down a mountain road. Sofia spends hers trying to keep her hyper doctor-father from burning down the house. Susannah gives birth so quietly that neither husband nor midwife notice until there's a baby in the room.</i></span></span></div>
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<br />Courtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-18707776617298762882012-02-22T10:15:00.001-08:002012-02-22T10:15:16.524-08:00pregnancy #2<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I have yet to post about this pregnancy, at least other than the gender ultrasound. All in all I have been not so great at documenting this entire pregnancy. In my mind I had all of these great ideas of ways I could document this pregnancy better than the last. However, that obviously did not happen. I am not going to beat myself up about it though, I cannot change the past.<br />
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This pregnancy has been tremendously more difficult than the first. I was pretty sick until I hit about 19 weeks or so. I couldn't cook (or even open the fridge), eat much that was healthy, or get much done around the house... and Arlo watched way too much TV and has become an addict. With Arlo I threw up maybe twice. This time I lost track of how much I threw up. With Arlo I was better a week or so before I hit my 2nd trimester. This time I was obviously sick several weeks past hitting my 2nd trimester.<br /><br />This time I feel more huge even though I am really not that big, my body just feels it more. This time I felt the baby move <i>much</i> sooner than I did with Arlo (whose placenta was anterior). I felt the baby move at around 15.5 weeks along and Dan felt him move at around 17 weeks this time. This time I am craving more sweets. I can usually control myself around sweets and don't make them that much... this time I am eating way too many of them and I fear the consequences of that. Although, I have been making a point of at least going on a power walk each morning (just starting that this past week) even though I skipped this morning due to having army drill last night forcing me to get much less sleep than my body needs.<br /><br />I was really excited when we were pregnant with Arlo, but this time I am even more excited. I was very, very ready to add another member to our family, more ready than I was when we got pregnant with Arlo. I am much more baby hungry and I dream and highly anticipate the day when I get to hold our little one. Of course I did with Arlo, of course I did. This time is just different. I think it has helped me cope with the discomforts I have had... knowing how worth it that it would be. Not to say that the surprise of how sick I had become was not hard on me, it was very hard on me, and I probably complained way too much. However, deep down I knew that I wanted it. Arlo will be an amazing big brother and I am so excited for him to have a sibling to share his life with. To play with, to teach, to learn with & from, to fight with (yes, I did say that), and to grow close to.<br />
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Can't wait to meet you, little Blaisdell boy #2!Courtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-1516230694752528132012-02-06T12:46:00.001-08:002012-02-06T12:46:35.461-08:00Ducks<div><p>Today after toddler time at the library (which Arlo <i>loves)</i> we decided to go watch the ducks and walk around the park since it was so gorgeous and sunny out. Now that I am feeling mostly better, we can get out and do more... especially with this weather. It has been quite a dry winter for Oregon! </p>
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However, we are not totally certain. But, it is more than likely a boy. Here is our story:<br />
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Dan accompanied me to the ultrasound appointment. We sat there watching the screen as the technician did all of the different measurements of the various body parts. Finally, the technician asked if we wanted to know the sex and we said yes, of course. She looked and she told told us she thought it was a girl. I asked her about how sure she was and she said that she was about 90% sure. She had some more measurements to get, the baby is really low and in a weird position and it was hard for her to get some of the measurements and so it took a little while. Then she had to do the oh-so-fun pelvic ultrasound to look closer at my placenta & cervix and the doctor came in to check things out. Turns out that I have partial<a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_447193969"> placenta pr</a><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.babycenter.com/0_placenta-previa_830.bc">evia</a> (where t<span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">he placenta partially covers the top of the cervix), but it is no big deal and will probably resolve itself. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">When the doctor came in, she asked us if we found out the gender and we told her about the 90% girl thing. Then she said "well, we will try and make you even more sure". Even though the technician had sounded fairly certain about her girl answer, I never really felt like she was, but she wasn't <i>that </i>personable. They did some more measurements and then they tried to double check the kid's genitals. Well, this little one was not wanting to cooperate. The legs were pretty close together. They tried bouncing the baby around and everything, but there was no budging. After looking at a few different angles, they were pretty sure that they were seeing a penis & scrotum. They said things like:<br />"yeah, that is looking pretty dude-ish"<br />"it would be weird if this was a girl"</span></span><br />
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I have a follow up appointment about my placenta's situation at 29 weeks (mid april) and they said they should be able to confirm the sex then, that the baby will not be too big at that point to tell. So, in about 10.5 weeks we will <i>hopefully </i>know for certain! I met with my midiwife after the ultrasound and she was like "yeah, they can usually say they are 99% sure, I wouldn't buy any clothes or anything!" But, I am fine with that. Plan on boy (i.e. don't buy anything) and if for some completely odd reason the baby does turn out to be a girl (which, I highly doubt) we will just have to put the baby in some semi boy-ish clothes for a few weeks :) </div>
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I just have to say how much I cannot wait to meet the little guy, I cannot even tell you with words how excited I am. I am insanely baby hungry, June cannot come soon enough! It is inane how much I can feel him move around already. When I was pregnant with Arlo, I could not feel him at all at this point and I feel this guy pretty much constantly already. During the ultrasound, they were having a hard time getting measurements because he was so squirmy. And let me just tell you that these ultrasound photos do not do any justice at how completely adorable he is. So perfect and gorgeous. Like I said, can't wait to meet him! </div>
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<span style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span>Courtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-90348412934809627362012-01-16T10:04:00.000-08:002012-01-16T10:04:44.023-08:00inspired... againif you are a photographer, videographer, any sort of creative person... or ANY person in general. this video will inspire you. not to mention that Bon Iver is completely amazing in the first place.<br />
blown away.<br />
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this is one of arlo's favorite games to play, which he has somehow named "chee-ya!"<br />when he bursts through the blanket he yells that and laughs and laughs and laughs</div>
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the next photos from the beach are special to me because it was the day that we found out we were expecting baby #2! </div>
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<br />Courtney Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10194009061009025150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446065040659528046.post-58802670867471449422012-01-03T16:43:00.001-08:002012-01-03T16:43:23.921-08:00so in love with these two<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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