Sunday, October 31, 2010
This post is LONG overdue, but I've been without a computer for quite some time. So, on the 15th of October we went to our ultrasound accompained by both Grandma's and Auntie Amber and Aunt Beth. I was nervous and extremely anxious to find out what we were having. The nerves were more about finding out that our baby was healthy, which, thankfully, she is! I was very sure that we were having a boy. Like deep down, right to my toes sure. Obviously, I was very wrong!
The ultrasound tech wasn't all that excited to be working that day, but we made do with her. It was amazing to watch her whip that scanner around my belly and see the different angles of our baby. It's crazy how much you can see on an ultrasound! She showed us her brain, heart, stomach, arms, legs, kidneys (or so the tech assured me!) and even her little toes! I loved seeing her little face turn right to us, like she was wondering who was pushing on her so much! I also about fell off the table when the tech finally told us we were having a girl! It took me quite awhile to get used to that. We all went to lunch and did some shopping after the scan and really enjoyed looking at all the little girl stuff.
Right now I'm in the 20th week of my pregnancy, which is considered the half way point!!! I can't believe I'm already half way there. That also means I've been pregnant for 6 months, and that I only have 4 1/2 more to go! It seems like it has gone by very fast. I can't wait to meet our little baby, but I'm sure not ready for her yet! We have gotten the rest of the nursery furniture, including the baby swing. But we haven't put it all together yet. So she has to stay in for a few more months.
We're also beginning to look for houses to buy. This is very exciting, but also very exhausting! It's fun to look and dream, but it can also be frustrating! Hopefully, we will find one just perfect for our growing family!
Well, I'm tired of writing now, so I'll end this blog and save some for another day!
The ultrasound tech wasn't all that excited to be working that day, but we made do with her. It was amazing to watch her whip that scanner around my belly and see the different angles of our baby. It's crazy how much you can see on an ultrasound! She showed us her brain, heart, stomach, arms, legs, kidneys (or so the tech assured me!) and even her little toes! I loved seeing her little face turn right to us, like she was wondering who was pushing on her so much! I also about fell off the table when the tech finally told us we were having a girl! It took me quite awhile to get used to that. We all went to lunch and did some shopping after the scan and really enjoyed looking at all the little girl stuff.
Right now I'm in the 20th week of my pregnancy, which is considered the half way point!!! I can't believe I'm already half way there. That also means I've been pregnant for 6 months, and that I only have 4 1/2 more to go! It seems like it has gone by very fast. I can't wait to meet our little baby, but I'm sure not ready for her yet! We have gotten the rest of the nursery furniture, including the baby swing. But we haven't put it all together yet. So she has to stay in for a few more months.
We're also beginning to look for houses to buy. This is very exciting, but also very exhausting! It's fun to look and dream, but it can also be frustrating! Hopefully, we will find one just perfect for our growing family!
Well, I'm tired of writing now, so I'll end this blog and save some for another day!
Monday, October 11, 2010
Well, tomorrow is the BIG day! The day we (hopefully) find out if this little blueberry is a boy or girl! Excited doesn't do my feelings justice. I have waited for this day since the first day I found out I was pregnant. Cody and I are so anxious to begin really planning for our new little baby. I also am very excited to "see" my little baby again. Last time, I basically saw a blob and still loved it! This time I will see a baby! YEA!
We can't wait! Stay tuned.....
We can't wait! Stay tuned.....
Friday, October 1, 2010
One of the greatest pleasures in my life has been the presence of my grandfathers. I consider myself one of the luckiest people in the world to have been able to call two of the world's most special people "Grandpa". I loved both of my grandpas dearly, in their own unique and special way. And I miss both of them with every fiber of my being. Not a day goes by in which I do not think of these two men and the impact they had on those around them. Samuel Paul Logan and Hubert Litle have left this world a better place for their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. They each loved their family wholeheartedly and expressed immense joy in each new addition to their family.
When I met Cody, I was overjoyed to find a family as blessed as my own. I had the great pleasure of meeting Cody's Grandpa Nichols and sharing several wonderful years as part of his family. One of my deepest regrets is that his Grandpa Stafford had passed away before we met. Though I missed out on this wonderful person, the imprint he had left on the hearts of his loved ones was plain to see. The stories they tell of him bring bittersweet tears to their eyes. His sense of humor comes shining through and, for just a second, I feel his presence there with us.
These four men, Paul Logan, Hubert Litle, Bill Stafford and Dick Nichols have entered into my thinking more in these last few months than ever before. The sorrow in my heart is simply indescribable when I realize that my own child will never know these men as Cody and I have known them. My child will never feel their strong arms surround them, never hear the stories of their own childhood, never experience the love each of these men would have had for this one special member of their family. All they will know is a shadow, a memory, of who these men were.
And yet, this little child will carry on their legacy; a piece of each of them will make this child who he is meant to be. He will carry on Bill's name, perhaps he will share his wonderful sense of humor. Perhaps this child will be able to see the good in each and every person just like my Papa did. Maybe Dick's determination and quiet steadiness will be passed to my child. Maybe he will become the tough, bigger-than-life, hunter/fisherman just like Grandpa Hubert. Whichever traits my child will carry on, I know that he will be the better for having come from these great men.
As these thoughts float through my heart, I can't help but think of two other men. The two men that my child will call "Grandpa". I am amazed at God's blessings in putting these two men in my life and the life of my child. I could search the world over, but I would not find another man that I would want to replace these two. I have never met two men who loved children more than them. These last four years I have watched them become Grandpas and waited for the day when it would be my turn to give them another grandchild.
I can only pray that my child will know Robert Steven Logan and Kenny Lee Stafford as I have known them. I pray that my child will feel the love of these two men for many years. That he will cherish each day with them. That he will inherit their unique qualities too. Maybe he will have the love of building things, just like my dad. Or maybe he will love the outdoors, just like Kenny. Most of all, I hope that he sits at their knees and learns how to be a great man, one that cares for his family, works hard everyday and plays just as hard. I pray that one day, my child's grandchildren will be able to look upon him and see a little piece of these six men who came before him, his grandfathers.
When I met Cody, I was overjoyed to find a family as blessed as my own. I had the great pleasure of meeting Cody's Grandpa Nichols and sharing several wonderful years as part of his family. One of my deepest regrets is that his Grandpa Stafford had passed away before we met. Though I missed out on this wonderful person, the imprint he had left on the hearts of his loved ones was plain to see. The stories they tell of him bring bittersweet tears to their eyes. His sense of humor comes shining through and, for just a second, I feel his presence there with us.
These four men, Paul Logan, Hubert Litle, Bill Stafford and Dick Nichols have entered into my thinking more in these last few months than ever before. The sorrow in my heart is simply indescribable when I realize that my own child will never know these men as Cody and I have known them. My child will never feel their strong arms surround them, never hear the stories of their own childhood, never experience the love each of these men would have had for this one special member of their family. All they will know is a shadow, a memory, of who these men were.
And yet, this little child will carry on their legacy; a piece of each of them will make this child who he is meant to be. He will carry on Bill's name, perhaps he will share his wonderful sense of humor. Perhaps this child will be able to see the good in each and every person just like my Papa did. Maybe Dick's determination and quiet steadiness will be passed to my child. Maybe he will become the tough, bigger-than-life, hunter/fisherman just like Grandpa Hubert. Whichever traits my child will carry on, I know that he will be the better for having come from these great men.
As these thoughts float through my heart, I can't help but think of two other men. The two men that my child will call "Grandpa". I am amazed at God's blessings in putting these two men in my life and the life of my child. I could search the world over, but I would not find another man that I would want to replace these two. I have never met two men who loved children more than them. These last four years I have watched them become Grandpas and waited for the day when it would be my turn to give them another grandchild.
I can only pray that my child will know Robert Steven Logan and Kenny Lee Stafford as I have known them. I pray that my child will feel the love of these two men for many years. That he will cherish each day with them. That he will inherit their unique qualities too. Maybe he will have the love of building things, just like my dad. Or maybe he will love the outdoors, just like Kenny. Most of all, I hope that he sits at their knees and learns how to be a great man, one that cares for his family, works hard everyday and plays just as hard. I pray that one day, my child's grandchildren will be able to look upon him and see a little piece of these six men who came before him, his grandfathers.
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