{Wordless Wednesday} It's a....

 

GIRL!

Finding Inspiration

Today's the day.  We are finding out what variety of baby this little one is. 

So I have been pinning away for months now.  And one thing I think we will find obvious is my color choices.  Probably doesn't matter what the gender is- looks like the main color for this baby's room with be grey, just need to decide on the accent colors.

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I also know I plan to make the bedding this time.  WOW, so much of me has changed in the last 3 years.  I would have never imagined making Liam's bedding when I was pregnant with him.

Did it really snow last week?

So it snowed last weekend and rained all week. We took the first opportunity we had and got out of the house today!








There is even a creek near our house, Liam likes to stop and see the waterfall.


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Boy or Girl?

Your guess is as good as ours at this point.  But we will be finding out next week.

Here is a fun little review of some old wives tales we can use to make some predictions.

High or Low

This old wife’s tale says if you are carrying high it’s a girl, I if you are carrying low it’s a boy. 

Judge by the way I carried Liam, I would say this one is a …

 

Lub Dub Lub Dub

This ledge says if the baby’s heart beat is over 140 it’s a girl, if it’s under 140 the baby is a boy.

Baby’s heart beat last week was 156.

 

Sweet and Sour

Cravings?  Um… this one is up for grabs.  I don’t really crave anything.  I have always loved both sweet and salty. 

 

Chinese Gender Chart

Oh this one perplexes me.  Which old wife came up with this?  If the father determines the sex of the baby, why are you asking me for my age and month of conception.  Either way, it was right for Liam, so this time we will be having a …

Even or Odd

Well if the Chinese are wrong, the Mayans must be right.  Taking the mother’s age and year of conception, if both are even or odd it’s a girl, if one is even and the other odd it’s a boy.  {30, 2012}

 

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Girls are said to steal their mother’s beauty, causing terrible breakouts.  Boy did some wife have this wrong!  My face was AWFUL with Liam… This time the OWT says I will be having a

Excuse me while I vomit

Boy was I lucky with Liam {pun intended!} I was never nauseous or sick once!  We all know how I have felt this time.  Surely I am having a

 

Our predictions...

 

Well I guess they are still up in the air.  I am very reluctant to share my thoughts.  Day 1 with Liam I knew I was having a boy.  But somewhere around week 15 or so I changed my mind.  I was having a girl.  And I kept that opinion until the ultrasound, where I was left in shock!

 

I keep telling my mom baby will be another boy. My logic?  Not one person has guessed (and we all know everyone have an opinion, whether you want to hear it or not) this baby will be another boy.  And with something that is really a 50/50 guess, not everyone can be right.

 

Liam says he will have a little sister 98% of the time.

Brian just refers to Liam, of course his opinion is the most important.

Snow Day!

Well technically I call this a waste of a snow day because it was Saturday, but we got to go outside and enjoy the snow anyway.

It was the first time in 2 years it snowed in Charlotte.

 We started to make a snowman.  Then Liam kicked it down the hill.

 

All this snow accumulated in about 20 minutes.  I know its not a lot to my midwestern friends, but here is the last time it snowed here...

 

 

And to think it was 60-70 degrees outside yesterday.  

16 Weeks

Well I managed to stay out of the hospital this past week, so I call it a success.  I am still feeling randomly nauseous.  By randomly I mean, some days I feel mildly nauseous, other days I vomit for hours straight.  And then I have days that I feel perfectly fine. 

Brian says I am crazy and not getting big yet, but I think I actually look smaller in the pictures he is taking ( maybe he should have been a photographer).  I'm pretty sure I'll still be wearing my normal pants for a while, but its been maternity tops all the way this week.  I got sick of having pull down my other shirts all day.

We've been talking about preparing for baby by getting Liam set up in a real bed.  We have gone back and forth.  We bought Liam a converatible crib, so we can change it to a full size bed.  So we have been debating whether to do that and buy a new crib, or just use the crib and buy Liam a new bed.  I think we have decided that since we will {hopefully} be moving shortly after baby comes, we are going to move Liam into the current guest room.  He can just have that bed, then we don't have to get rid of any furniture, or put any into storage.  We will just replace the guest furniture after we move.  But my *almost* 3 year old will have a queen size bed.

Oh and here is another picture from our photoshot this weekend.  I love it.  Liam distracted me, asking what we were doing.  I told him Daddy was taking my picture.  "No, you are going to hurt yourself."

We'll have to try to get Liam in the picture next week.

A Sad Goodbye

So its been pretty quiet around the Fudge house.

Liam has had a difficult time staying healthy the last few weeks.  It seems like everyother day he is fighting a fever.  He is clingy and cranky.

In the middle of a particularly rough stomach bug Liam was fighting, my dad passed away.  Liam and I rushed around that night and got on the first flight home in the morning.  I figured we needed to be with family and he could always go to the doctor in Michigan.   Luckly Liam was feeling better- but it caused me a trip to the hospital a few days later.

I'll be the first to say I wasn't a fan of my stepdad when he first came around, and woman will follow right behind me in telling how awful I was to him.  Oh well.  Somehow along the way he became my dad.

We in part named Liam after him.  And Rick was a very proud grandfather.  Although there was no genetic relation, he swore Liam looked just like him.  And Liam loved his gampa.

We tried our best to explain what was happening to Liam.  Starting back at Christmas we told Liam we were going to see Gamma and Gampa because Gampa was really sick.  And this past week we told him Gampa wasn't sick anymore.  But at the funeral his body was still there making it difficult for a little one to comprehend that Gampa wasn't with us anymore.  "Shhhh... Gampa's sleeping, we can't wake him up", this is what Liam would tell us.  And at the funeral he wondered why Dylan {my nephew} was crying.  I told him it was because Dylan missed Gampa, but again Gampa was right there.  Back at my mom's house, Liam told Gamma as he looked out the window "My Gampa will be right back, I promise".

Its going to take a while before Liam understands.  Its going to take a while to come to terms with this new normal.