From the Mouths of Babes

I was watching Wow Wow Wubzy with my kids, when one of the characters ate some candy and threw the wrappers on the floor. My four-year-old pointed it out, and we talked a little about how we should throw our wrappers in the trash, not on the floor. I said, "throwing them on the floor makes a mess," to which he replied, "Yeah, that's what Daddy does."

A Good Laugh

My husband and I rented Get Smart tonight. I don't know when I've laughed so hard! It reminded me how fun it is to have a good laugh. See it. You'll love it. (And for all you guys out there, it stars Anne Hathaway, which was all I needed to tell my husband to get him excited about it.)

The Baby Name Game

In my opinion, one of the funnest (er... most fun?) parts of having a baby is choosing a name. But it's also one of the hardest. Why? Well, because it's not just up to me. I have a husband, and we seem to have our own ideas of the perfect name. So far we've really only discussed girl names, because we are both hoping for a girl. Plus, if it's a boy, we pretty much have a name picked out (it's what we were going to name our second boy, but it didn't fit him).
So far, we only have one girl name that we both like. So, although it's not at the top of either of our lists, it is at the top of "our" list. And no, I'm not going to tell you what it is. I've learned my lesson from past experiences. You start telling people the names you're thinking of, and they feel it necessary to express thier opinion whether they love it or hate it. If you hate my baby's name, I'd rather not know, but if I must know, I'd rather know after it's all said and done (that way your opinion won't sway me one way or another, which is how it should be).

PS- The real reason I wrote this post is because I love the photo that I swiped from BabyCenter.com. Isn't it great?

Taking it Easy

I'm exhausted and should be sleeping, but I've beeing wanting to write about this for a while. This will be quick writing, so I apologize for its sloppiness.
I'm on doctor's orders to take it easy. It all started a week ago. I was having some cramping in the morning, and noticed spotting in the afternoon. I've never had any spotting or bleeding during pregnancy before, and it really scared me. I called my the doctor who was on-call for my OB (it was New Year's day, so the office was closed), and she told me to be on bedrest until I could get into the office the next morning.
I was so scared. As the nurse tried to find a heartbeat with the doppler, I grew more anxious. She was having trouble finding it. I remember thinking, "My baby's dead." I almost started crying, when finally a little heartbeat came up! It was music to my ears. I then had an ultrasound, and everything looks great. However, my doctor still wants me to take precautions for the next four weeks. He said to "take it easy", which means nothing stressful (like taking my kids shopping), nothing strenuous (like shoveling snow), and, [STOP! if you are my older brother and whish to continue to believe that I am still a virgin, don't read on!] much to my husband's dismay, no sex (okay, I admit I'm a little bummed about that one too).
If I start cramping, I'm to lay down immediately and put my feet up. If I get tired, I'm supposed to rest. Which basically means that my house is a disaster and will be for the next four weeks, and that my kids will be watching a lot of movies. We're pretty much in survival mode right now. But this too shall pass.
I'm just glad the baby is okay, and I don't want to do anything that might compromise his/her wellbeing. Wish us luck!