Anxieties

I know, it has been quite a while since I've blogged, but I have felt as if nothing blog worthy has really come up in my life so it's just easier to not write anything. I'm not much of a picture taker either, which is something that I want to work on. Anyways, I'm very pregnant right now and I'm pretty sure the whole nesting thing has kicked in because Noah and I (mostly Noah) are working like crazy to get the house ready for Sunny. I have all this pent up anxiety because I'm nervous that nothing is going to be ready for the baby and that I'm going to go into labor early or something. So Noah and I made a to do list and have been checking things off as we have accomplished them.

Number 1 Anxiety:

I have been stressing out about weaning Dagny from her crib to the toddler bed. We bought one quite a while ago, but it has stayed in its box in the garage until now. Noah worked like a champ to clear out our junk room and make it our bedroom, while making our old bedroom Dagny's new room. I was nervous to have her sleep in a new bed in a new room, but she did awesome. It took a few tries to get her to stay in her bed, but once Noah knelt down with her and said prayers, then she crawled back in bed and went right to sleep. It hasn't been a problem since then. We're lucky that she can't open doors yet so she just scratches on the door like a puppy until one of us hears her. She's amazing.

Number 2 Anxiety:

I am nervous about going into labor. With Dagny I didn't go into labor at all, and after I was overdue a week my genius doctor decided I better be induced. It was really nice knowing an exact time and day that I was going to have my baby. With Sunny I'm already dilated so my doctor thinks I could go into labor much earlier. It's like having my first baby all over again. Except now I have another child to worry about. I keep praying everyday that Sunny won't come too early and that I'll be induced. I know, I'm a baby, but I really enjoy taking advantage of the advances of modern medicine. I'm also nervous about being away from Dagny for two days. After two years I feel pretty attached to the kid, so I don't feel super comfortable not being around her for 24 hours a day. It's not that I don't trust my mom, but I trust myself the most. 

Number 3 Anxiety:

Why did I get pregnant again? I forgot all the incredible discomforts that come along with giving birth. Definitely not looking forward to not being able to sit down for a couple of weeks or engorgement. Looking back, I don't know how I got through it all. Lack of sleep is starting to haunt me. I am not looking forward to having to wake up every two hours. I love my husband, but he's not the greatest at hearing things when he's sleeping. In fact, he doesn't hear anything at all while he's sleeping. It really is a very uncomfortable situation, but I just have to remind myself that I'm going through all this crap with the best outcome of a child. I'm definitely excited to not be prego anymore because I'm pretty sure I can't take anymore weight being added on to my ginormous belly. I run the risk every day of falling over because I'm so freaking top heavy. So at least with giving birth the baby is no longer inside and my body will soon go back to normal. 

So there you have it. I have many more anxieties, but no one needs to hear all of them or else I might be accused of being a downer of sorts. Noah has to keep reminding me that the Lord will take care of me and to have a little more faith. Noah has been a champ and the most amazing husband. He has been so good about helping me out around the house. I have a really hard time bending over to pick up anything, so Noah helps me with that even though he has just as much of a hard time bending over as well because he's a little top heavy. I feel really lucky to have such an amazing man for a husband. He rocks my socks.

What's in a name?

Naming a child is sometimes a very tough decision for parents. You may find that a name that you previously thought was a good name has countless possibilities of mean nicknames that your child may run into in school. And who wants to be responsible for that? But then I thought, you could name a kid anything and it really just depends on the attitude of the child on whether or not they dislike their name and their parents for naming them that. The greatest example of this is my own brother. I don't know why my parents named my brother Richard when our last name is Head. Believe me, he received teasing from kids from kindergarten to his senior year. But you know what? He has such a good attitude about his name that it doesn't even bother him. It never has. In fact, he just laughs with them and eventually people respected him for it. Lately we've been receiving a bit of crap for wanting to name our son Sunny, and it's starting to get really frustrating. First of all, people who have already had children have already named them. They had their opportunity to give their kids names that they liked. They may have been influenced by popular names of that era or family names, etc. But once you've had your chance of naming children, then you're done. You're welcome to give suggestions of names that you like and approve of, but when it comes down to it, it's not your place to judge other people for naming their children certain names. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I am sometimes bugged by the way people spell their kids' names, but I recognize that it's their decision and that's that. We're naming our son Sunny. Unless Noah is inspired miraculously while blessing Sunny to name him something else, then that's what we're sticking to. We feel strongly about it and our minds will not be changed. I really do appreciate that people care enough about my unborn child to be worried about him, but he's going to be a strong boy who is not ashamed of his name. This post kinda sounds harsh, but I'm starting to feel frustrated and sad that people doubt our decision when it comes to our own child. Have a little more faith is what I say.

It's a...

So I've been a little frustrated with my doctor because every time I go to an appointment she tells me that we have to wait to get an ultrasound because of our insurance. Lame!! I've been going nuts waiting to find out what we're having so yesterday I went online and found a place at the South Towne Mall that does ultrasounds. It wasn't super cheap ($59), but it was cheaper than everywhere else I went to. I called cheaper places but you have to either be a patient there or previously had an ultrasound there. Anyways, we found out that we're having a ... boy! Noah has been smiling ever since. Not that he wasn't excited about Dagny, but there's just something about a daddy finally getting his son. I have had a feeling the whole time that it was a boy, but I wasn't going to bet on it in case I was wrong. I think I have an intuition thing though because when I was prego with Dagny I knew she was a girl. We went to Ross today and Noah went crazy buying boy clothes. He's really picky about what he's going to wear because he doesn't want him to be in too cutesy outfits, so most of the stuff we picked up today were Nike clothes ( I love Ross, everything name brand is so cheap!)

We had a name picked out, but then Noah came home from work one day and felt that the name we picked wasn't the right name. And then about a week later it came to him: Sunny. Our little boy is going to be named Sunny Ian. Dagny's name means "day" in Scandinavian and Noah is really passionate about the scripture that talks about how there can never be darkness when there is light. So Sunny it is and then Ian is my dad's name. We're really, really excited and Noah is already preparing to get Sunny his first wrestling singlet and wrestling shoes. So there you have it. It's exciting to get to buy all boy things because everything we have is pink!

Medicine Woes

I've had this cold for over a month now and I'm dying. My lovely husband introduced me to nasal spray and I soon discovered that it is one of the most wonderful inventions in the world! However, I neglected to read the directions. Vicks Nasal Spray is a 12 hour spray, meaning one should only use it twice a day. I got to the point where I was using it about every two hours and used an entire bottle in about two weeks. You see, the thing about nasal spray is that it is addictive, which my husband told me , but I conveniently ignored. When I finally recognized that I was addicted to nasal spray Noah told me that I must quit cold turkey. I have been miserable. My brain has told my body that it needs to stay congested and gross. I've been taking Sudafed, but the directions say that once you've used it for a week, to stop use. So I'm medicine-less and rapidly losing my sanity from loss of sleep (I can't stand breathing through my mouth!) I'm procrastinating going to bed because I know that my nose will become congested and I won't be able to sleep anyways. I guess I've learned that I have an addictive personality.

Guess What?...

I figure it's about time I made the announcement that I'm prego again. I've started telling people now which is a relief because it really is hard to keep it a secret for 12 weeks. Why would I keep such a wonderful thing a secret? Well, I miscarried a baby in August so I was really nervous to make the announcement prematurely in case I miscarried again. Definitely not something that I want to go through again. Right now the due date for the baby is July 13. I know, I must be crazy to have two babies in the summer, but believe me, I didn't really plan it that way. We're really stoked for this baby (hopefully a boy!, I really want Noah to get his wrestler) and I think Dagny is going to be a great big sister. So there you have it, I'll let everyone know when we find out the sex of the child...