Pregnancy Update:: Emerson Sloan

 

I did so much better posting weekly pictures and updates with Easton.

I've been taking them and I post them on Instagram weekly, but not with too many updates.

 

Today, I'm 33 weeks.

I had my check up this morning and all looks good.

He sees no reason to believe I'll deliver early, which was relief to me.

She's head down with a strong, healthy heart beat. 

I am at 25 lbs weight gain so far.

And measuring 33 cm down the center of my belly.

 

As with Easton, this pregnancy has been pretty asymptomatic.
I have indigestion at night, but it's somewhat manageable with Zantac and Tums.

And 14 pillows propping me up.

My newest symptom is numbness in my hands.

I'm working on her baby blanket, and about 3 weeks ago after I'd crocheted for an hour or so, my left hand started tingling.  This continued about a week and I finally googled it.

Turns out, you can develop Carpel Tunnel during pregnancy.

It's getting progressively worse so these next 7 weeks should be fun.

Dr. B did say it was common and would go away after she's born. 

His suggestion was splints at night time to help provide some relief.

 

She's an active little girl.

Always moving, reminding me she's in there.

 

Her room is making progress.

Walls have been painted.  Whispering Peach.

Crib and Changing Table Painted.

Pie safe painted, needs to be distressed.

Curtains arrived, not yet hung.

Artwork has not been agreed upon.

 

My laundry basket has pink gowns and little tiny ruffle bottom pants.

A big change from camo t shirts and cargo shorts with mulch in the pockets.

I was folding a load of laundry last night and held up a tiny pair of ruffle bottom pants and Easton said 'what in the world is that?!'

I think we're in for some adjustment! 

 

I'm very much looking forward to meeting Little Sister, but not quite ready just yet.

I'm still enjoying time with Easton and the ease of our current routine.

My job ends October 25th and I am thrilled to be able to stay home with Easton for a bit before Emerson makes her appearance and then home with both of them when that time comes.

I've prayed for a long time about being able to stay home with them and although the circumstances are not ideal, nor OUR plan, I'm very grateful for the opportunity.

Lots of adjustments on the forefront.

All good and exciting, just new.

 

So, 7 weeks to go.

Hopefully.

 

Here's to peach and gold and ruffles...and all things girly!

And maybe some cowboy boots & camo too.

 

It's a....

 

 

To say I am shocked would be an understatment.

I think I've felt all along that it was a girl, but never really accepted it.

I am carrying so similar to Easton.  Low and out front.  No real symptoms at all.

Her heart rate has remained consistent of what Easton's measured.

So I guess all the wives tales are really just that...tales.

 

But.  It's a girl!

 

As I lay there on the bed, Lance sitting at the foot of the bed and Easton standing on a step stool watching the ultrasound tech's every move, I was certain she would say it was a boy.

 

She started with the head and worked towards the feet, saving the NEWS for last.

 

At first glance at our baby, Lance said 'that's a little girl head'.

 

We continue down through the anatomy and sure enough, he was right.

She couldn't get a good picture for 'proof' but it was indeed a girl.

 

Lance was all smiles.

 

It took some time for it to soak in with Easton.

He looked at me, eye to eye when I told him that she just said it was a sister and said

"no, I wanted a brother."

We'd called her Levi for weeks now...yet suddenly, she wasn't a Levi afterall.

The tears ran down my face quicker than I could help.

I had visions of 2 little shaved heads riding around in the Gator, playing baseball, fishing.

 

But HE had better plans for our family.

 

Now, one of each.

A BOY AND a GIRL!

A little sister for Easton to look after.  To take care of.  To protect.

I always wanted a big brother my whole life, and now this little girl will have what I always wanted.

And he's gonna do a fabulous job at being her big brother.

 

I can't wait to see what these next few weeks hold for us.

Picking her name.

Deciding on nursery decor.

Letting it sink in that I can finally shop from the cute girl section at Target.

 

Stats for the memory book:

My BP: 102/66

Her heart rate: 148

 

There were a few things they wanted to monitor, but all things that they expect to correct themselves or show differently on the next ultrasound.  So, in 2 weeks, we'll see her again.

Hoping for a sweet little profile picture to see who she looks like!

 

Vacation is just around the corner!

So much excitement going on over here!