I'm ready for this day to be over. Like, me in my bed at 7:30, which would be right now, and the kids sound asleep in their own beds. I really am beginning to hate Sundays. Can't people just not shop today so I can have my husband home with me? It's ridiculous at this point and I'm becoming resentful. I am so tired today. So tired. We did, however, make it to all three hours of church today. Which is probably adding to the tiredness. And, I literally have been staring at the screen for five minutes trying to write something else. My brain has turned off. Goodnight.

Hopefully.

I had a non-routine visit to the doctor yesterday. I had some very, very light bleeding on Wednesday night/Thursday morning. I never know how much is too much, ya know? I am Rh-, which means I have a negative blood type, which only about 15-20% of people have. Rh- mothers have to get a special injection anytime they may have any bleeding come from the uterus. If baby's blood ever mixes with Mother's blood, there can be issues. The main reason is because it is assumed (and true in our case) that the Father is a positive blood type, and therefore they assume that the baby will have the same blood type as the father. Mother and baby having opposite blood types isn't really a big deal unless they somehow mix, leaving a pretty low chance of one or both of us becoming Rh sensitized. From what I understand, it can cause harm to the baby you are carrying if it were undetected, but it would be specifically dangerous to future babies. Weird, I know and I'm still trying to understand it after 5 years.

With Savannah, I never really asked any questions. They told me I needed to get the injection at 28 weeks and after she was born, if she had a positive blood type. I never had any bleeding with her so I only received the two shots. When I had Cooper, around 18 weeks I had some spotting, freaked out about it and made the doctor give me the shot whether I needed it or not. (It does no harm to the baby) Then I received it at 28 weeks and after I had him. I researched it more with Cooper because I wanted to know about it. Of course I freak out about it a little, but then realize I just need to always get those shots and everything should be fine. With the bleeding I had this week, I felt the same way. I called the nurse and she said I could come in and get checked out and see if it was actually coming from the uterus or just the cervix, which is common. I went in and saw one of the male doctors who was actually very nice and didn't make me feel weird at all. He said everything looked fine. He felt it best to just go ahead and get the shot because "I probably would have two or three more kids", so it's better to be safe than sorry. haha. I felt much better leaving the office. BUT, I had to wait forever to get the order written up to actually get the shot. I felt so bad, Carter and the kids were waiting for almost two hours at the hospital/doctor office. The office had to call around and figure out WHERE I could get the shot and WHO could administer it. Weird insurance stuff, but they finally figured it out. They drew my blood right in the office and ran it down to the lab right then. They said it would probably be about an hour and a half before I could come back and get the injection. Great, more waiting for those three. We went to Carls Jr. and got some food and let the kids play. We got a call about 45 minutes later that it was done. We hurried back and I ran up to get the shot. In my hip! haha. It doesn't really hurt too bad.

I feel much better now knowing that "I'm covered". I probably didn't even need the shot, but, we'd rather be cautious about it. It just sucks that it turns in to this huge production every time I have to get one. Ugh.

On a much happier and cooler note, while chatting with the doctor about some other stuff, twice he made the comment, "Well, you're skinny so...." Yeah, can I hug you right now? Made my day, that's for sure. Oh, and he found the baby's heart rate and it was really loud! We've never heard it so loud, at least this time around.

One week from today we find out the sex!! Don't cover your important parts little baby!

What's your guess?

Since we're getting close to finding out the sex of the baby, it's time to get feedback. What do YOU think it is? Please leave a comment here or email it to us. This is fun for us to see what everyone thinks!

Betty Crock of Crap

I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to want to beat your children at church. I want to. Every time. Can't we have one peaceful Sunday or even a Sunday where we stay at church the whole time? I'm really sick of getting up and getting 3 people ready all by myself, getting to church where I have to sit on crap seats in the back, and then 1 minute into it the kids start fighting and SCREAMING. I had to take them out TWO times in the first five minutes, and I wasn't nice about it. I don't want to look like that Mom. I'm really trying to make the effort, but seriously, this is too much for me. I take them outside and they're still bad and running around. BEAT THEM. I gave up and came home. Savannah resides in her room. I told her she's not going to be bad at church and then come home and have fun. Cooper doesn't totally understand, and Savannah is the one picking on him. And I just want to cry. Or already am.

16 weeks

Carter and I went to my 16 week appointment on Thursday, with my new doctor. We both were very impressed and really liked the whole practice. Thank goodness. We got thrown off a little initially when one of the nurses asked if we wanted to get our ultrasound. Huh? We're used to getting them at 20 weeks. Carter got all excited and I could tell he wanted to find out, if we could. I was just thrown off and couldn't even decide what I wanted to do. Luckily, the doctor cleared it up and said it was best to do it between 18-20 weeks, so that you could see everything clear enough. After meeting with the doctor, we sat down with her nurse to go over some things and schedule the next appointment and ultrasound, on June 2nd. So only 3 weeks to wait to find out what this little bugger is! It still makes me somewhat nervous that they won't be able to see what sex it is if the baby isn't cooperating. I can't handle that, I need to figure out this room situation.

We've been cleaning out the basement and giving away/selling stuff, including some baby things that we don't want anymore. I've been consolidating the 20+ boxes of girl clothes that we have and anything that isn't my style or we have enough of, I'm putting aside in case my brother has a girl. The bedding that Savannah had as a baby was so stinking adorable, but it's red, black and white. If we have a girl, that won't match in Savannah's room, unless we totally re-decorated, so I want to offer that to my brother as well, if it's a girl, but they might want to pick out their own stuff, so we'll see. I've started looking at bunk beds and dressers online. Carter and I have been talking about starting to finish the basement. And by "starting", I mean getting a plan together. If we don't even know what we need to do first, we'll never start. I made Carter some very fabulous sketches of how I think the basement should look while we waited in the doctors office.

I've been feeling pretty good lately. Most of the fatigue is gone and I've gotten some energy back. I don't think I've really gained anything, maybe a pound, which is awesome. My hair is growing in like crazy, which would be cool if I didn't have TONS OF ONE INCH HAIRS STICKING OUT OF MY HEAD! My boobs are huge. Seriously huge. They don't hurt as much anymore, but I can't imagine them getting any bigger after the baby is born. I might fall forward if they do.

The kids are talking about the baby more. Savannah still says she wants a boy and a girl. Carter has shown the kids that they can talk to the baby through my belly. Cooper thinks that's pretty fun and comes up and says "baby" and points to my belly. Well, first he points to my boobs and then I re-direct him. Savannah was a little concerned the other day with where the baby would sleep. I explained to her that once we found out if it was a boy or girl, then we would change her or Cooper's room to fit the baby. I told her if it was a girl, then we'd have to get her a new bed and change her room, and she was kind of excited about that.

That will have to be my update for now, the kids are hungry for breakfast.

Seriously

Ok, so after talking with the nurse on the phone two seconds ago, I've very happy so far that I switched places. It makes such a difference when people are nice and friendly.

On a totally different note, Cooper just walked up to me with his big brown eyes and said Car. Not an uncommon occurrence around here, but seriously, how can you resist those eyes? Lady killer for sure.